Lirik Lagu You Can't Go Home Again - Lari White
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
(Flies On The Butter)(Allen Shamblin/Austin Cunningham/Chuck Cannon)
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutterA hole in the screen door big as your fist and flies on the butterMamaw baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoonsHeard her holler from the kitchen which one of you youngens wants to lick the spoonYellow jackets on the watermelon, honeysuckle in the airDaddy turning on the sprinkler, us kids running through it in our underwearOld dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a twitchingFall asleep on Granddaddy's lap to the sound of his pocket watch ticking
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohIt doesn't feel like it was all that long agoOh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohYou can dream about it every now and thenBut you can't go home again
Me and my best friend Vickie, set up a backyard campStole one of mama's mason jars, poked holes in the lid and made a firefly lampMe and Jimmy Monroe, sneaking down by the riverI'm still haunted by the taste of a kiss I didn't get 'cause he was too chicken liver
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohIt doesn't feel like it was all that long agoOh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohYou can dream about it every now and thenBut you can't go home again
There's a blacktop road, a faded yellow centerlineAnd it can take you back to the place, but it can't take you back in time
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohIt doesn't feel like it was all that long agoOh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohYou can dream about it every now and thenBut you can't go home again
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutterA hole in the screen door big as your fist and flies on the butter
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutterA hole in the screen door big as your fist and flies on the butterMamaw baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoonsHeard her holler from the kitchen which one of you youngens wants to lick the spoonYellow jackets on the watermelon, honeysuckle in the airDaddy turning on the sprinkler, us kids running through it in our underwearOld dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a twitchingFall asleep on Granddaddy's lap to the sound of his pocket watch ticking
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohIt doesn't feel like it was all that long agoOh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohYou can dream about it every now and thenBut you can't go home again
Me and my best friend Vickie, set up a backyard campStole one of mama's mason jars, poked holes in the lid and made a firefly lampMe and Jimmy Monroe, sneaking down by the riverI'm still haunted by the taste of a kiss I didn't get 'cause he was too chicken liver
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohIt doesn't feel like it was all that long agoOh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohYou can dream about it every now and thenBut you can't go home again
There's a blacktop road, a faded yellow centerlineAnd it can take you back to the place, but it can't take you back in time
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohIt doesn't feel like it was all that long agoOh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, ohYou can dream about it every now and thenBut you can't go home again
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutterA hole in the screen door big as your fist and flies on the butter
