Lirik Lagu Won't Be Home - Old 97's
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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.
You're a bottle cap away from pushing me too farWell the problem's getting big and it's a compact carSo I won't feel so bad I did all I could doNow I'm on wounded knee and we're at waterlooSo please get out of my car
I was born in the backseat of a mustangon a cold night in a hard rainand the very first song that the radio sangIt was "I won't be home no more"
You're a rattle trap tonight my ears are getting tiredTo listen for a while before this thing expiredIt was bound to fail because of where I'm fromNow the moon's at four o'clock and it's high time kingdom comeSo please get out of my car
I was born in the backseat of a mustangon a cold night in a hard raingand the very first song that the radio sangit was "I won't be home no more"I was born in the backseat of a mustang on a cold night in a hard rainand the very first song that the radio sangIt was "I won't be home no more"And I won't be home no more
I'm pulling off the road I'm opening the door.I'm giving you the pavement I'm telling you what for.You're no more than a thoughtAnd you're getting smaller in my rearview mirrorYeah, you're getting smaller in my rearview mirriorYeah, you're getting smaller in my rearview mirror
I was born in the backseat of a mustangon a cold night in a hard rainand the very first song that the radio sangIt was "I won't be Home no more"And I won't be home no moreI was born in the backseat of a mustangon a cold night in a hard rainand the very first song that the radio sangIt was "I won't be home no more"And I won't be home no moreI won't be home no more
I was born in the backseat of a mustangon a cold night in a hard rainand the very first song that the radio sangIt was "I won't be home no more"
You're a rattle trap tonight my ears are getting tiredTo listen for a while before this thing expiredIt was bound to fail because of where I'm fromNow the moon's at four o'clock and it's high time kingdom comeSo please get out of my car
I was born in the backseat of a mustangon a cold night in a hard raingand the very first song that the radio sangit was "I won't be home no more"I was born in the backseat of a mustang on a cold night in a hard rainand the very first song that the radio sangIt was "I won't be home no more"And I won't be home no more
I'm pulling off the road I'm opening the door.I'm giving you the pavement I'm telling you what for.You're no more than a thoughtAnd you're getting smaller in my rearview mirrorYeah, you're getting smaller in my rearview mirriorYeah, you're getting smaller in my rearview mirror
I was born in the backseat of a mustangon a cold night in a hard rainand the very first song that the radio sangIt was "I won't be Home no more"And I won't be home no moreI was born in the backseat of a mustangon a cold night in a hard rainand the very first song that the radio sangIt was "I won't be home no more"And I won't be home no moreI won't be home no more
