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Singen Hit The Diff Karaoke - Ritchie Remo - MP3 Karaoke

Die Aufnahme ist eine Coverversion des Songs Hit The Diff im Stil von: Ritchie Remo

Enthaltene Formate:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Mit Hintergrund-Gesangsstimme (wahlweise in der KFN-Version)

Im gleichen Tempo wie das Original: 207 BPM

In der gleichen Tonart wie das Original: A-Dur

Der Song beginnt a capella

Dauer: 04:01 - Vorschau auf: 01:26

Veröffentlichung: 2015
Musikrichtungen: Country, Pop, Englisch
Original Songwriter: Martin Mone

Alle erhältlichen Titel sind Playbacks und keine Originalversionen.

Text Hit The Diff

Mowing, lifting, sowing, baling drawing, hauling and buckraking
Backing, stacking ploughing, crashing
Tipping, wrapping tail doors flapping
Sucking diesel, cutting, trucking spreading, piping double cluching
Spinning, sliding digging, rigging raring, tearing, losing, winning
O hit the diff and pray that she goes all the way
When l'm flat to the mat with the party hats
And l'm heading for the tea they thought that we were quitting
Well when the sun went down with a flame from the pipe
We drove all night to the fuel it ran out
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke and a can of easy start
And a fifteen hundred acres hauling fourty tons of grass
I said good bye before July to the woman in an offal rush
And it was nearly Christmas before l got back in touch
I found a sate but l had no brakes couldn't keep it cool
With loads of power
I was behind an hour so l give the pump a screw
Out all night with no lights only seeing stars
And the gloom from the moon and the diesel light in the dash
Mowing, lifting, sowing, baling drawing, hauling and buckraking
Backing, stacking ploughing, crashing
Tipping, wrapping tail doors flapping
Sucking diesel, cutting, trucking spreading, piping double cluching
Spinning, sliding digging, rigging raring, tearing, losing, winning
O hit the diff and pray that she goes all the way
When l'm flat to the mat with the party hats
And l'm heading for the tea they thought that we were quitting
Well when the sun went down with a flame from the pipe
We drove all night to the fuel it ran out
Over load on a down hill road slapping trough the gears
Sending snap chats of what am at to every one on the beer
Hit the dual to low and l started to roll all wheels in the air lt was my chance to grease the nipples l never knew was there l need some sleep and new teeth for digging and dozen in muck
In case it rains l need an owl chain lying in the truck
Climing, liming mixing, piping after the field is cut
There's many a gap you won't get at with out six thousand foot
Mowing, lifting, sowing, baling drawing, hauling and buckraking
Backing, stacking ploughing, crashing
Tipping, wrapping tail doors flapping
Sucking diesel, cutting, trucking spreading, piping double cluching
Spinning, sliding digging, rigging raring, tearing, losing, winning
O hit the diff and pray that she goes all the way
When l'm flat to the mat with the party hats
And l'm heading for the tea they thought that we were quitting
Well when the sun went down with a flame from the pipe
We drove all night to the fuel it ran out
O hit the diff and pray that she goes all the way
When l'm flat to the mat with the party hats
And l'm heading for the tea they thought that we were quitting
'Cos the summer doesn't last but were heading to New Zealand where the craic it only starts

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