Iconic catchy blues guitar riff, impassioned vocals and heavy Iconic catchy blues guitar riff, impassioned vocals and heavy hypnotic head nodding groove.
歌词
Good god there’s a glitch Someone threw her down the ditch With the promise of a life she didn’t have to bloody stitch Two beans to a line just to pay her way on time She should have the trappings of a life so fine They’re shooting off the rounds through the dead night Shells are raining on the souls that pray to god and ask why? But she don’t wanna fight, for her chance to breathe and be free To see the sun at first light
And when I see her eyes, I see souls afraid to go home to pray to god and ask why? But she don’t wanna fight, for her chance to breathe and be free To see the sun at first light.
A hypnotic upbeat surf rock vibe, complete with guitars, Hammond, A hypnotic upbeat surf rock vibe, complete with guitars, Hammond, handclaps and 'aaaaaaahhhhh's
French song Pop song / neo retro. Carefree, kitsch & touching. Female French song Pop song / neo retro. Carefree, kitsch & touching. Female singer, electric guitar, electric keyboard & rhythm.歌词
Tatoués tous les deux comme font les amoureux Dessiné sur le corps Ton prénom et autour un cœur des beaux discours A la vie à la mort
Je compte jusqu'à cent dans le vent et les yeux ouverts Et je fais une prière
Les garçons les amants mon cœur adolescent Et la vie devant nous
A fond sur une Vespa, serrée tout contre toi On fait tant de jaloux
Je compte jusqu'à cent dans le vent et les yeux ouverts Et je fais une prière
Je compte jusqu'à cent dans le vent et les yeux ouverts Et je fais une prière
Tatoués tous les deux comme font les amoureux Dessiné sur le corps
Ton prénom et autour un cœur des beaux discours A la vie à la mort
Lalala lalala lalala lalala
English translation :
TWO LOVERSBoth Tattooed as lovers are Drawn on our bodies Your name and around a heart lovely words To life, to death
I count up to a hundred in the wind and eyes open I say a prayer
Boys, lovers, my teenage heart And the life ahead of us
Speeding on a Vespa, holding you tight All the others are jealous
I count up to a hundred in the wind and eyes open I say a prayer
I count up to a hundred in the wind and eyes open I say a prayer
Both Tattooed as lovers are Drawn on our bodies
Your name and around a heart lovely words To life, to death
Hopeful, uplifting, innocent. Gently strummed acoustic guitars with Hopeful, uplifting, innocent. Gently strummed acoustic guitars with atmospheric slide guitar and lighthearted basslines. Panoramic and nostalgic Americana, building with positive harmonica and fiddle, pizzicato melodies and piano chords. Sentimental and emotive country folk.
Hopeful, uplifting, innocent. Gently strummed acoustic guitars with Hopeful, uplifting, innocent. Gently strummed acoustic guitars with atmospheric slide guitar and lighthearted basslines. Panoramic and nostalgic Americana, building with positive harmonica and fiddle, pizzicato melodies and piano chords. Sentimental and emotive country folk.
Famous 19th century folksong also known as The Great Rock Island Famous 19th century folksong also known as The Great Rock Island Route and became a country music standard. "From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore...". Male country singer, rhythm section, banjo, mandolin with a bluegrass touch. Harmonica solo @ 1'25 & electric guitar. Instrumental tr-26.歌词
Verse 1
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains to the south side by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's the combination on the Wabash Cannonball
Verse 2
Now She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's that gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball
Verse 3
Yeah Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
Verse 4
Our Eastern states are dandy so the people always say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball
Verse 5
So Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball