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Video Karaoke Liedje Black Rose - Volbeat & Danko Jones

Deze opname is een cover van Black Rose beroemd gemaakt door Volbeat
feat. Danko Jones

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

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Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 162 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: E

De song begint a capella

Tijdsduur: 03:55 - Preview aan: 01:54

Release datum: 2016
Genres: Rock, Engels
Originele schrijver: Michael Poulsen

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics Black Rose

Counting days 'till it's over my friends
'Till it's over my friends
Count along
Counting days 'till it's over my friends
'Till it's over my friends
Count along
Feeling rich, feeling poor
Feeling nothing more
Self-destructive on a rollercoaster fireball
Cut her tongue
Don't believe a word she says
She's on a hunt, cooking
Cooking, cooking misery
Left my heart on the shelf for way too long
Sick and tired
Picking up from the dirty floor
I saw the line of snakes that came to me
So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you
Woah woah woah oh
No more broken dreams
I feel like a loaded gun
Spitting bullets at your armor of mind control
Cut her tongue
Don't believe a word she says
She's on a hunt, cooking
Cooking, cooking misery
Cannot think, cannot talk
Cannot do it right
Can't call the doctor
He's as sick as you and I
I saw the line of snakes that came to me
So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you
Woah woah woah
So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you
Woah woah woah oh
Counting days 'till it's over my friends
'Till it's over my friends
Count along
Counting days 'till it's over my friends
'Till it's over my friends
Count along
Counting days 'till it's over my friends
'Till it's over my friends
Count along
Counting days 'till it's over my friends
'Till it's over that thing called love
So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you
Woah woah woah
So innocent were the days
The taste of good memories
A bag full of hope that was only for me and you
Woah woah woah oh
Ooh woah oh oh oh
Oh woah oh oh oh
Ooh woah oh oh oh
Please let it grow where it belongs
There in the dark where the shadows are born
Leave it alone
I'm sure it will find its way to redeem and blossom
'Cos I know the black rose will find its home

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