Banda Hot Rocks - Sweet Home & Me And Bobby (Cover) - Café Piu Piu

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Robson Rocco - voz
Ariane Ramalho - voz e violão
Fernando Porto - voz e bateria
Kleber K. Shima - guitarra, violão e backing vocals
Ronaldo Lippi - teclado e guitarra
Marco Tulio - baixo

Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again
And I think its a sin, yes
Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard old Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around anyhow
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Birmingham they love the governor ohh ooohh ohhh......
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Alabama
Ahhh, Ahhhhh, ah, Alabama
Ahhh, Ahhhhh, ah, Alabama
Ahhh, Ahhhhh, ah, Alabama
Ahhh, Ahhhhh, ah, Alabama
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
Now how about you?
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet home Alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
And the governor's true
Sweet Home Alabama
Lordy Lord, I'm coming home to you
Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer

Me And Bobby Mc Gee (Janis Joplin)

usted flat in Baton Rouge
Waitin' for a train
When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
Just before it rained
He rode us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon
Out of my dirty red bandana
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time
I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', I mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free
Yeah, feelin' good was easy Lord, when he sang the blues
Yeah, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee
From the Kentucky coal mines
To the California sun
Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather
Through everything that we done
Hey, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, Lord
I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
Well, I'd trade all o' my tomorrows
For one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', an' that's all that Bobby left me, la da
Oh, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Yeah, feelin' good was good enough for me, oo oo
Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee
La da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah
La da da da da da da
La da da da da
La da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah
La da La la da da la da da la da da
La da da da da da da da da
Hey now, Bobby, now, now Bobby Mcgee, yeah
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Hey now Bobby now now Bobby Mcgee, yeah
Lord, I called him my lover
I called him my man
I said I called him my lover did the best I cam, c'mon
Hey now Bobby now
hey now Bobby Mcgee, yeah
wooooooo
la da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da
Hey, hey, hey Bobby Mcgee, yeah

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