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Guitar (simon) & violin (stephane grappelli). Instrumental
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Jean-Luc Ponty - Violin, Keyboards. Paul Humphrey - Violin, Drums. Shuggie Otis - Bass, Guitar. Lowell George - Guitar. Captain Beefheart - Harmonica, Keyboards, Vocals. Max Bennett - Bass
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Guitar solo from Inca Roads. Hammersmith Odeon, London. February 18, 1979. engineer Mick Glossop FZ lead guitar. Warren Cuccurullo rhythm guitar. Denny Walley rhythm guitar. Ike Willis rhythm
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bored my therapist . While playing him my violin. Pre-Chorus. (Oh my God) That's so insane. (Oh my God) That's such a shame. Next to them, my * don't feel so grand. But I can't help myself from feeling
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tiRed Guitar. arKris Allen. alKris Allen. Kris Allen - Red Guitar. It may not be the best one. It may not be like the rest of 'em. But she makes it sound so sweet. The melodies she makes it's saying
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Instrumental. . Derek Shulman, lead vocals, backing vocals and some bass; Ray Shulman,. most bass, violin, some guitar, percussion, and backing vocals; Phil. Shulman, sax, trumpet, recorder, lead
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includes a quote from the Mystery Rehearsal Piece and part of the leather conversation Guitar solo from Inca Roads. Hammersmith Odeon, London. February 17, 1979. engineer Mick Glossop FZ lead
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. The life I'm losing, the love I'll regret. No sheets, no pillows to make up by bed Upon the toilet I think very hard. Love's in the tune of my Spanish guitar. And we're together now, harmony's been
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Song Song Of The Violin - James Otto. The last fifty years. Have seen laughter and tears. And your hair slowly fade to gray . Your children are grown now. And it's hard to believe. How the years have
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Jim gordon (drums). John guerin (drums). Aynsley dunbar (drums). Ralph humphrey (drums). Jack bruce (bass). Erroneous (bass). Tom fowler (bass). Frank zappa (bass, lead vocals, guitar
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, vocals). Jimmy carl black (drums). Arthur tripp (drums). Don preston (piano, organ, electronic effects). Don "sugar cane" harris (electric violin). Lowell george (rhythm guitar, vocals
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Bài hát Spanish Guitar - Gary Moore, Phil Lynott. As I sit here and play. My spanish guitar. Underneath the stars,. It passes the time away. Each note I play. Is a memory of Spain,. The melodies they
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my therapist. While playing him my violin. Pre-Chorus. (Oh my God) That's so insane. (Oh my God) That's such a shame. Next to them, my *** don't feel so grand. But I can't help myself from feeling bad
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Song Air Guitar - McBusted. I never was a cool kid. No one ever really gave a damn what I did. Liked to party, but I never got invited. Alone again so, me, myself and I. Tried karaoke. But they told
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includes part of the leather conversation Guitar solo from Inca Roads. Hammersmith Odeon, London. February 19, 1979. engineer Mick Glossop FZ lead guitar. Warren Cuccurullo rhythm guitar. Denny
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my heart to see those stars. Smashing a perfectly good guitar. I dont know who they think they are. Smashing a perfectly good guitar It started back in 1963. His momma wouldn't buy him that new red
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Bovine. He was a flat top guitar pickin' friend of mine. And now I'm sittin' home just countin' the stars. I got close but no guitar I got close but no guitar, she was a shooting star. Who ran off with
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my heart to see those stars. Smashing a perfectly good guitar. I dont know who they think they are. Smashing a perfectly good guitar It started back in 1963. His momma wouldn't buy him that new red
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If you want something to play. With get a guitar. Neowa nae neukkimdaero. Make it sijakae bwa. Bal bakjareul matchugo. Soneun snapping like one, two, five. Modu jipjunghae jwo. When I play the guitar
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Song Play, Guitar Play - Conway Twitty. Play, guitar play. Take me back to yesterday. Let me see, cotton growing. In the fields Let me hear, my momma calling. Look yonder y'all who's coming
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Billy Bovine. He was a flat top guitar pickin' friend o' mine. And now I'm just sittin' home just countin' the stars. I got close but no guitar. . I got close but no guitar. She was a shooting star
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Billy Bovine. He was a flat top guitar pickin' friend o' mine. And now I'm just sittin' home just countin' the stars. I got close but no guitar. . I got close but no guitar. She was a shooting star
