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Singen My Kind of Music Karaoke - Ray Scott - MP3 Karaoke

Die Aufnahme ist eine Coverversion des Songs My Kind of Music im Stil von: Ray Scott

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Mit Hintergrund-Gesangsstimme (wahlweise in der KFN-Version)

Im gleichen Tempo wie das Original: 118 BPM

In der gleichen Tonart wie das Original: A-Dur

Dauer: 03:00 - Vorschau auf: 00:41

Veröffentlichung: 2006
Musikrichtungen: Country, Englisch
Original Songwriter: Ray Scott

Alle erhältlichen Titel sind Playbacks und keine Originalversionen.

Text My Kind of Music

Well I met this girl I swore was close to perfect
I could see the ring the dress and the whole nine yards
I had a country station on and she reached and turned it
Said she couldn't stand the sound of a steel guitar
We hit the town to catch the early movie
And ol' Kris Kristofferson played the leading role
I said that's my man she said who's he
So I jumped up and said girl we gotta go
She don't like to play my kind of music
She's never heard a
Waylon Jennings song
She's never been a fan of Willie Nelson
So there ain't no way in hell we'll get along
She told me she thinks country music's hokey
She said you can't dance to it and all the songs are sad
I cocked my eyebrow and said you must be jokin'
There ain't no excuse for havin' taste that bad'
Then I asked her if she'd heard of Alan Jackson
And she said didn't he sing that song called
Where Were You and I said yeah but girl that man's a living legend
She said really
I thought he was new
No she don't like to play my kind of music
She's never heard of
David Allen Coe
But she can't get enough of Whitney Houston
And I'm thinkin' Lord that's all I need to know
So when the night was over
I walked her to her door
And I bid that girl an overdue farewell
And without a goodnight kiss I jumped back in my truck
Turned on some hank and cranked it loud as hell
No she don't like to play my kind of music
She don't know 'sunday mornin comin down
She can't see what's so cool about he stopped lovin her today'
Or 'angel flying too close to the ground
She told me that she sort of liked the Eagles
But she couldn't name one hit by Johnny Cash
No she don't like to play my kind of music
So I had to tell that girl to kiss my ass

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