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Guitar solo from Inca Roads. Hammersmith Odeon, London. February 18, 1979. engineer Mick Glossop FZ lead guitar. Warren Cuccurullo rhythm guitar. Denny Walley rhythm guitar. Ike Willis rhythm
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guitar player starts playing. With the syncopated shythm, with the scratch, scratch, scracth. Make me wanna move my body yeah, yeah, yeah. And when the drummer starts beating that beat. He nails that beat
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tiRed Guitar. arKris Allen. alKris Allen. Kris Allen - Red Guitar. It may not be the best one. It may not be like the rest of 'em. But she makes it sound so sweet. The melodies she makes it's saying
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. The life I'm losing, the love I'll regret. No sheets, no pillows to make up by bed Upon the toilet I think very hard. Love's in the tune of my Spanish guitar. And we're together now, harmony's been
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Start the car, let's make a midnight run. Across the river to South London. To dance to the latest hi-fi sound. Of the bass, guitar and drum Seeking out a rhythm that can take the tension off
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Start the car, let's make a midnight run. Across the river to South London. To dance to the latest hi-fi sound. Of the bass, guitar and drum Seeking out a rhythm that can take the tension off
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includes a quote from the Mystery Rehearsal Piece and part of the leather conversation Guitar solo from Inca Roads. Hammersmith Odeon, London. February 17, 1979. engineer Mick Glossop FZ lead
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Song Air Guitar - McBusted. I never was a cool kid. No one ever really gave a damn what I did. Liked to party, but I never got invited. Alone again so, me, myself and I. Tried karaoke. But they told
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Bài hát Spanish Guitar - Gary Moore, Phil Lynott. As I sit here and play. My spanish guitar. Underneath the stars,. It passes the time away. Each note I play. Is a memory of Spain,. The melodies they
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. The guitar man's playing like he's fit to kill, oh yeah. We got that Jackknife beat. A killer of a back beat. Siphon off the syrup. Let it take a back seat. What's cooking in the kitchen has boiled to
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Bài hát The Beat Of Celebration . - Tóc Tiên, BigDaddy, JustaTee, Touliver. Chorus Toc Tien. (Turn on the beat). Trôi xa như bầu trời trôi theo mây. (Turn on the beat). DJ chơi bài nhạc kia đang
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Bài hát Guitar - HXLT. Verse 1. All these problems the world entails. I wish that I could change but hell. I mean who am I to make a statement. No one knows me I've done nothing great. But I can't
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my heart to see those stars. Smashing a perfectly good guitar. I dont know who they think they are. Smashing a perfectly good guitar It started back in 1963. His momma wouldn't buy him that new red
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Bovine. He was a flat top guitar pickin' friend of mine. And now I'm sittin' home just countin' the stars. I got close but no guitar I got close but no guitar, she was a shooting star. Who ran off with
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my heart to see those stars. Smashing a perfectly good guitar. I dont know who they think they are. Smashing a perfectly good guitar It started back in 1963. His momma wouldn't buy him that new red
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includes part of the leather conversation Guitar solo from Inca Roads. Hammersmith Odeon, London. February 19, 1979. engineer Mick Glossop FZ lead guitar. Warren Cuccurullo rhythm guitar. Denny
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Everybody's dancin'. To the Farfisa beat. All the girls are crazy. Actin' out the heat. Tie, shirts and cuff links. Well, that's pretty neat Flash, flash mirror ball. Stereo, the disco. Wow
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If you want something to play. With get a guitar. Neowa nae neukkimdaero. Make it sijakae bwa. Bal bakjareul matchugo. Soneun snapping like one, two, five. Modu jipjunghae jwo. When I play the guitar
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Song Play, Guitar Play - Conway Twitty. Play, guitar play. Take me back to yesterday. Let me see, cotton growing. In the fields Let me hear, my momma calling. Look yonder y'all who's coming
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Billy Bovine. He was a flat top guitar pickin' friend o' mine. And now I'm just sittin' home just countin' the stars. I got close but no guitar. . I got close but no guitar. She was a shooting star
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Billy Bovine. He was a flat top guitar pickin' friend o' mine. And now I'm just sittin' home just countin' the stars. I got close but no guitar. . I got close but no guitar. She was a shooting star
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through the icicles. With that wood box beneath my feet Chorus. All I got was this little wood guitar. What it brought was neon lights and crowded bars. Like all the kings with all thier gold. Went
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I got myself a bad lover. His name is Johnny Guitar. Lookout Go for it Johnny. All night long. Go for it Johnny. That's where I'm coming from My fingers roll his body. Making him scream. And
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off me and my
guitar. Well, my thirsty wanted whiskey and my hungry needed beans.
But it had been a month of payday since I heard that eagle scream
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off my guitar My thirsty wanted whiskey. And my hunger needed beans. But I guess itd been a month of payday. Since I heard that eagle scream So with a stomach full of empty. And a pocket full of
