Musica de Ally Gecewicz del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Ally Gecewicz tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Verse 1]
You thought I'd die when you said goodbye
For a minute I thought that I would
And there for awhile couldn't even fake a smile
Even if the bad joke sounded good
I went off the rails
Thought hell, might as well
Rock bottom was callin' my name
But lookin' back now I oughta be
In the movin' on hall-of-fame
[Chorus]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my mama
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
It wasn't old flings
Or dancin' with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
[Verse 2]
You saw me out on a Friday downtown
With a smile that came stumblin' back in
Guess that killed your mood 'cause you did what you do
Turned around and walked out again
So pour a little more bourbon
Oh, it's the only thing been workin'
[Chorus]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my mama
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
It wasn't old flings
Or dancin' with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
Whiskey'd my way
Whiskey'd my way
[Bridge]
Oh, oh, keep the bar keep workin'
Oh, oh, pour it on this hurtin'
[Chorus]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my momma
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
And it wasn't old flings
Or dancin' with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
[Outro]
Tequila didn't cut it
Cold beer was no use
So I whiskey'd my way over you