Lirik Willow Garden - Peter and Gordon
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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.
Down in the willow gardenWhere me and my true love did meetIt was there we went a courtingMy love fell off to sleepI had a bottle of burgundy wineMy true love she did not knowIt was there I murdered that dear little girlDown on the banks below
I stabbed her with my dagger which was a bloody knife.I threw her into the river, which was a dreadful sight.My father often told me that money would set me free.If I would murder that dear little girlWhose name was Rose Connelly.
And now he sits in his cottage door, wiping his weeping eye.And now he waits for his own dear sonupon the scaffold high.My race is run beneath the sun, cruel hell is waiting for me,for I have murdered my own true love,Whose name was RoseConnelly.
I stabbed her with my dagger which was a bloody knife.I threw her into the river, which was a dreadful sight.My father often told me that money would set me free.If I would murder that dear little girlWhose name was Rose Connelly.
And now he sits in his cottage door, wiping his weeping eye.And now he waits for his own dear sonupon the scaffold high.My race is run beneath the sun, cruel hell is waiting for me,for I have murdered my own true love,Whose name was RoseConnelly.
