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16 de abr. de 2023 · 7. 8. [Intro] | Gm | Gm | Gm | Gm | (Whistle) | Gm | Gm | Gm | Gm | | Gm | Gm | F | F | | Gm | Gm | Cm | Cm | | Gm | D7 | Gm | Gm | | Gm | Gm | Gm | Gm | | F | D7 | Gm | Gm | [Verse] Gm Dead love couldn't go no further Gm Proud of and disgusted by her Gm Push shove, a little bruised and battered F D7 Gm Oh Lord, I ain't comin' home with you Gm ...
5 de jun. de 2017 · Ça ne faisait pas mal, giclée de sang, chemise foutue. Hang me on a tree. Me pendre à un arbre. After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company. Après le compte à rebours, trois tours, en enfer je serai en bonne compagnie. In hell I'll be in Good Company. En enfer je serai en bonne compagnie.
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree. No dolió, coquetear, chorro de sangre, "persona estirada", cuelguenme de un árbol. After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company. Después de la cuenta regresiva, tres rondas, en el infierno estaré en buena compañía.
After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company. Dead love couldn't go no further Proud of and disgusted by her. Push shove, a little bruised and battered. Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you. My life's a bit more colder. Dead wife is what I told her. Brass knife sinks into my shoulder. Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do.
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do. I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, knocks me on my knees. It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang my from a tree After I count down, three rounds, in Hell ill be in good company. Dead Love couldn't go no further,
17 de sept. de 2023 · The Story Behind “In Hell I’ll Be in Good Company” The Dead South, a Canadian folk-bluegrass musical ensemble, is known for blending genres to create a unique, dark Americana sound. “In Hell I’ll Be in Good Company” released in 2014, became one of their signature tracks for a reason.
Letra de la canción In hell I'll be in good company, de The Dead South, en inglés (english lyrics) Dead love couldn't go no further Proud of and disgusted by her Pushed, shoved A little bruised and battered Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you. My life's a bit more colder Dead wife is what I told her Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
