Lirik Lagu Making Pies - Patty Griffin
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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.
It's not farI can walkDown the blockTo TableTalkClose my eyesMake the pies all day
Plastic a capOn my hairI used to mindNow I don't careI used to mindNow I don't careCause I'm gray
Did I show you this picture of my nephewTaken at his big birthday surpriseAt my sister's house last SundayThis is Monday and I'm making piesI'm making piesMaking piesPies
Thursday nightsI go and typeDown at the churchFor Father MikeIt gets me outAnd he ain't hard to likeAt all
Jesus stares at meIn my chairWith his big blue eyesAnd his honey brown hairAnd he's looking at meWay up thereOn the wall
Did I show you this picture of my sweetheartTaken of us before the warOf the Greek and his Italian girlOne Sunday at the shore
We tied our ribbons to the fire escapeThey were taken by the birdsWho flew home to the countryAs the bombs rained on the world
5amHere I amWalking the blockTo TableTalkYou could cry or dieOr just make pies all dayI'm making piesMaking piesMaking piesMaking pies
Plastic a capOn my hairI used to mindNow I don't careI used to mindNow I don't careCause I'm gray
Did I show you this picture of my nephewTaken at his big birthday surpriseAt my sister's house last SundayThis is Monday and I'm making piesI'm making piesMaking piesPies
Thursday nightsI go and typeDown at the churchFor Father MikeIt gets me outAnd he ain't hard to likeAt all
Jesus stares at meIn my chairWith his big blue eyesAnd his honey brown hairAnd he's looking at meWay up thereOn the wall
Did I show you this picture of my sweetheartTaken of us before the warOf the Greek and his Italian girlOne Sunday at the shore
We tied our ribbons to the fire escapeThey were taken by the birdsWho flew home to the countryAs the bombs rained on the world
5amHere I amWalking the blockTo TableTalkYou could cry or dieOr just make pies all dayI'm making piesMaking piesMaking piesMaking pies
