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While My Guitar Gently Weeps
The Beatles
weeps gm
Soft Karaoke
Words
Other Unit
SynCalliop
Steel-stGt
Piano 2
Picked Bs.
Bass&Lead
Organ 1
Unnamed
Norma Wms.
Percussion

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Karaoke-текс:
I look at you all see the love
there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps

I look at the floor and I see
it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why
nobody told you
how to unfold your love

I don't know how
someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.

I look at the world
and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps

With every mistake we must
surely be learning

Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know how you
were diverted

You were perverted too
I don't know how you
were inverted

No one alerted you.
I look at you all see the love
there that's sleeping

While my guitar gently weeps
I look at you all...
Still my guitar gently weeps.

Guitar man (Bread)
Karaoke by Raphael Pungin (raphael@cnct.com)
Soft karaoke
Words
Melody
Bass
Piano
Overdriven Guitar
Acoustic Guitar
Strings
Synth
Drums

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Karaoke-текс:
Who draws the crowd and plays so loud
Baby it's the guitar man

Who's gonna steal the show
You know baby it's the guitar man

He can make you love
He can make you cry
He will bring you down
Then he'll get you high

Somethin' keeps him goin'
Miles and miles a day
To find another place to play

Night after night who treats you right
Baby it's the guitar man

Who's on the radio
You go listen to the guitar man

Then he comes to town
And you see his face
And you think you might
Like to take his place

Somethin' keeps him driftin'
Miles and miles away
Searchin' for the songs to play

Then you listen to the music
And you like to sing along

You want to get the meaning
Out of each and every song

Then you find yourself a message and some words
To call your own and take them home
He can make you love
He can get you high
He will bring you down
Then he'll make you cry

Somethin' keeps him movin'
But no one seems to know
What it is that makes him go

Then the lights begin to flicker
And the sound is getting dim

The voice begins to falter
And the crowds are getting thin

But he never seems to notice he's just got to find
Another place to play

Anyway
Got to play

Anyway
Got to play

Tony Braxton - Spanish Guitar
Kar by Barbara Morais (Turma do Cante!)
CH0209
Soft karaoke
Words

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Karaoke-текс:
A smoky room, a small cafй
They come to hear you play
And drink and dance the night away
I sit out in the crowd
And close my eyes
Dream you're mine
But you don't know
You don't even know that I am here

I wish that I was in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
And you would play me through the night
Till the dawn
I wish you'd hold me in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
All night long, all night long
I'd be your song, I'd be your song

Steal my heart with every note you play
I pray you'll look my way
And hold me to your heart someday
I long to be the one
that you caress with tenderness
And you don't know
You don't even know that I exist

I wish that I was in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
And you would play me through the night
Till the dawn
I wish you'd hold me in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
All night long, all night long
All night long, all night long
I'd be your song, I'd be your song
Me gustaria tenerte entre mis brazos amor

I sit in the crowd
And close my eyes
Dream you're mine
And you don't know
You don't even know that I exist

I wish that I was in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
And you would play me through the night
Till the dawn
I wish you'd hold me in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
All night long, all night long
All night long, all night long
I'd be your song, I'd be your song

I'd be your song, your song, your song
I'd be your song yeah
I'd be your song, your song, your song
Play me all night yeah

I'd be your song, your song, your song
I'd be your song yeah
I'd be your song, your song, your song
I'd be your song Yeah
I'd be your song

ORGAN
LEAD GUITAR
PIANO
RHYTHM GUITAR INTRO
BASS
BASS DRUM
SNARE
SCRATCH
HI HAT
ECHO PAN
====================
George Harrison's
"While My Guitar
Genty Weeps"
sequenced for the
Roland MT-32
by Mike Doyle
Huntsville, AL
====================

from "The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars"
MIDI author unknown
KAR file by Mark B
Ziggy Stardust
DAVID BOWIE
Soft Karaoke
Words
Lead Guitar
Rhythm Guitar
Acoustic Guitar
Bass
Vocal
Harmonics
Backing Vocal
Backing Vocal
Drums

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Karaoke-текс:
Ooh yeah
Ooh

Ziggy played guitar
Jamming good with Weird and Gilly
And the Spiders from Mars
He played it left hand
But he made it too far
Became the special man
Then we were Ziggy's band

Ziggy really sang
Screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan
He could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
He came on so loaded, man
Well hung and snow white tan

So where were the Spiders
While the fly tried to break our balls?
Just a beer light to guide us
So we bitched about his fans
And should we crush his sweet hands?

Ooh

Ziggy played for time
Jiving us that we was voodoo
The kid was just crass
But he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far
But boy could he play guitar

Making love with his ego
Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man
I had to break up the band

Ooh yeah
Ooh
Ziggy played guitar

BASS
RHYTHM GUITAR
LEAD GUITAR
ORGAN
BD
SN
HH
CRASH
RIDE
HH OPEN
MID TOM
L TOM
COPYRIGHT TMI 1992.

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Karaoke-текс:
TAG
VERSE
GUITAR
VERSE
GUITAR
TAG
VERSE
GUITAR
VERSE
GUITAR
END

XGedit End
System
Copyright © 1998 by Richard Dudeney

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Karaoke-текс:
Richard Dudeney

Siciliana by Carulli
R.Fennimore

weeps gm
Other Unit
SynCalliop
Steel-stGt
Piano 2
Picked Bs.
Bass&Lead
Organ 1
Unnamed
Norma Wms.
Percussion

JOHNNY B. GOODE
Chuck Berry
Lyrics entered by Raphael Pungin
raphael@cnct.com
Soft Karaoke
Words
Melody
Overdriven Guitar
Bass
Piano
Muted Guitar
Honky Tonk
Drums

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Karaoke-текс:
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens

There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy
By name of Johnny B. Goode

He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.

Go Go, Go Johnny Go
Go Go, Go Johnny Go

Go Go, Go Johnny Go
Go Go, Go Johnny Go
Go Go, Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers saw him sitting in the shade,

Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

Go Go, Go Johnny Go
Go Go, Go Johnny Go
Go Go, Go Johnny Go

Go Go, Go Johnny Go
Go Go, Johnny B. Goode
His mama told him someday he would be a man,
And he would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around

To hear him play his music 'til the sun go down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Good tonight.

Go Go Johnny Go
Go Go Go Johnny Go

Go Go Go Johnny Go
Go Go Go Johnny Go
Go Johnny B. Goode