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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraMistress Named Music
I still remember Miss Bessie singingBlack, wrinkled fingers on ivory keysJust five years old, my church shoes a-danglingYeah, she's long gone and I'm still chasing this songWith a guitar full of freedom and a head full of linesThat nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a rideI got a crazy heart, but I was born to lose itMarried to a dream with a mistress named musicNo hope and squarely solitaryEnough whiskey and Coke, boys, to get me in a bindAmps juiced, the whole damn block could hear meEven that cop car rolling pastBy the time they hit the front doorI was out the backWith a guitar full of freedom and a head full of linesThat nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a rideI got a crazy heart, and I was born to lose itMarried to a dream with a mistress named musicWhite calloused fingers on bronze and nylonThese same old boots are still tapping timeNot quite the buzz I used to tie onBut 'til I'm gone, I'll be chasing this songWith a guitar full of freedom and a head full of linesThat nightlife full of demons has been a hell of a rideI got a crazy heart, and I was born to lose itMarried to a dream with a mistress named musicYeah, I'm married to a dream with a mistress named music
DIFERENCIAL LETROU
Modo Palco
Fonte grande, rolagem automática e tela cheia para cantar ou estudar.
ENCONTRE OUTRA
Buscar uma música
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CENTRO DO CANTOR
Abrir ferramentas →Treine sua voz
Respiração, aquecimento, afinação e extensão vocal.