Lyrics ... Explicit Lyrics. Folk song. from the 70's. Determined & positive. ...Explicit Lyrics. Folk song. from the 70's. Determined & positive. Male voice, folk guitar & rhythm.
Il y avait trop de dope hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.On peut sentir les vents errantsSoufflant dans nos cheveux de montagneSur ces anciennes routes, le monde se réveille.Il y avait trop de fantôme hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.As-tu déjà vu cette routeIl y avait trop d’amour hier soir !Montre-moi ce que tu as, ce que tu as.
Lyrics ... Well-known 19th century minstrel folksong composed by Stephen Foster. ...Well-known 19th century minstrel folksong composed by Stephen Foster. "Oh, Susanna, Don't you cry for me, ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee...". Male country singer, guitare, banjo, slide dobro & rythmique. Instrumental tr-28 & 29.
Verse 1 Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see It rained all night the day I left The weather it was dry Sun so hot I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Verse 2 I had a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne She was coming around the hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said I come from Dixie girl Suzanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee Yeah Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee
Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P) Arrangement by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Lyrics ... Alternative, indie rock, folk. Nervous, mysterious yet determined. ...Alternative, indie rock, folk. Nervous, mysterious yet determined. Explosive chorus. Suggested for road movie, TV show, indie film. Rock band with acoustic guitar, piano, organ & female singer.
Texarkana en route to New Orleans –
My baby fell from his bike. And I was told he lay conscious;
And he knew death would arrive.
Ride, ride, ride, ride…
From weeping trees blue bottles hang –
And southern grass come covered with mist. Could he not stay on the road we paved?
The dirt devours those who fall adrift.
Ride, ride, ride, ride…
They took his body back to the Golden State;
Where his mother wept a sad goodbye. And not a dry eye was to be seen –
Unless you looked into my eyes.
Pop ballad. Relaxed, feel good & spacey. Swaying. Male singer, groovy ...Pop ballad. Relaxed, feel good & spacey. Swaying. Male singer, groovy bass, guitar, electric piano & rhythm. Suggested for french film & romance.
Pop ballad. Relaxed, feel good & spacey. Swaying. Male singer, groovy ...Pop ballad. Relaxed, feel good & spacey. Swaying. Male singer, groovy bass, guitar, electric piano & rhythm. Suggested for french film & romance.
Pop ballad. Relaxed, feel good & spacey. Swaying. Groovy bass, ...Pop ballad. Relaxed, feel good & spacey. Swaying. Groovy bass, guitar, electric piano & rhythm. Suggested for french film & romance.
Pop ballad. Relaxed, feel good & spacey. Swaying. Groovy bass, ...Pop ballad. Relaxed, feel good & spacey. Swaying. Groovy bass, guitar, electric piano & rhythm. Suggested for french film & romance.
Lyrics ... Truck-driving "going home" country song. Confident & optimistic. ...Truck-driving "going home" country song. Confident & optimistic. Male singer, guitars, piano & rhythm section. Electric twangy guitar lead @ 1'09.
DRIVIN’ HOME VERSE There’s a four-lane highway, stretched up ahead People rollin’ 90 miles an hour, and going nowhere So when you need to slow down, I just turn that car around And take the back roads thru the country when I’m drivin’ home
VERSE Sweet country music, on the radio Playin’ all those old songs we used to know Ohh, They take me back, to a place not long ago When we took the back roads thru the country When we’re drivin’ home
INSTRUMENTAL break
VERSE Rollin’ hills, deep blue skies, farmer Brown will tip his hat when you drive by Oh, we’re movin’ so fast, leave your troubles in the past and Take the back roads thru the country when you’re drivin’ home
VERSE There’s a four-lane highway, stretched up ahead People rollin’ 90 miles an hour and gettin’ nowhere So when you need to slow down, just turn this car around And take the back roads thru the country
Take the back roads thru the country Take the back roads thru the country when I’m drivin’ home Drivin’ home
Underscore. Truck-driving country song. Confident & optimistic. ...Underscore. Truck-driving country song. Confident & optimistic. Guitars, piano & rhythm section. Electric twangy guitar lead @ 1'09.