annuler
Change la taille du texte.
Remplace par des accords plus faciles à jouer.
Affiche les acccords français (Do, Ré, Mi…).
Seul le bas du texte défile, vous laissant ainsi les accords de départ visibles.
Certaines partitions n’affichent les accords qu’au début. Cet outil tente de les recopier dans l’ensemble du texte.
Marque le tempo à la vitesse que vous souhaitez.
Intro: (x4)
Verse 1:
Tonight it's hot down here I can almost smell the rain
And I can almost taste the fear behind your name
Fans turning on the ceiling I feel sticky as a chili dog
White boys howling in the evening on that hollow log
Pre-Chorus
Tall tales down the river Say we aim to bury the truth
But the right hand just delivered The devil in a suit
And he talks big in Whitewash County
Talks sweet as su-gar cane
Got a past that's filled with lightning
Got a future filled with rain
Instrumental: (x4)
Verse 2:
<u>Bug</u> buzzing in an empty glass fiddle scratching some lazy tune
We're just some place that history passed new dust new broom
And it's a high hot buttered moon he's got a shiny new wax face
Swears the South's gonna rise again soon all over the place
Pre-Chorus
Tall tales down the river Say we aim to bury the truth
But the right hand just delivered The devil in a suit
And he talks big in Whitewash County
Talks sweet as su-gar cane
Got a past that's filled with lightning
Got a future filled with rain
Instrumental
(x4)
(x2)
And he talks big in Whitewash County
Talks sweet as su-gar cane
Got a past that's filled with lightning
Got a future filled with
Rain down on Whitewash County
Smell the air coming up the line
Well you've changed your face so often
But you never change your mind
Outro
(x2)
