Video Karaoke Henry, come on - Lana Del Rey

Este tema es una versión de Henry, come on, que popularizó Lana Del Rey

Formatos disponibles:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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El formato CDG (también llamado CD+G o MP3+G) es compatible con la mayoría de los reproductores de karaoke. Incluye un archivo MP3 y la letra sincronizada (Versión Karaoke solo vende archivos digitales (MP3+G) y NO recibirás un CD).

Los archivos MP4 pueden reproducirse en MAC OS X y Windows 7 de manera predeterminada.
Si tienes Windows XP o Vista, puedes utilizar Windows Media Player 12.

Este formato es compatible con el KaraFun Windows Player, un programa de karaoke gratuito. Te permite activar o desactivar los coros y la voz principal, además de cambiar el tono o el tempo.

Con tu compra podrás descargar el vídeo tantas veces como quieras en todos estos formatos.

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Con coros (con o sin voces en la versión KFN)

Tempo: variable (alrededor de 51 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: DO♯m

Duración: 05:09 - Escuchar en: 02:57

Fecha de publicación: 2025
Géneros: Música alternativa, En inglés
Compositor original: Lana Del Rey, Luke Laird

Todo el contenido de nuestro sitio web es reproducido íntegramente por nuestros músicos en el estudio. No utilizamos ninguna parte de las grabaciones originales ni hacemos uso de tecnología de separación de stems con IA de ninguna manera.

Letra Henry, come on

I mean Henry come on
Do you think I'd really choose it
All this off and on
Henry come on
I mean baby come on
Do you think I'd really lose it on ya
If you did nothin' wrong
Henry come on
Last call, Hey y'all
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Soft leather, blue jeans
Call us into void's dreams
Return it but say it was fun
And it's not because of you that I turned out so dangerous
Yesterday I heard God say
It's in your blood
And it struck me just like lightnin'
I've been fightin'
I've been strivin'
Yesterday
I heard God say
You were born to be the one
To hold the hand of the man who flies too close to the sun
I'll still be nice to your mom
It's not her fault you're leavin'
Some people come and they're gone
They just fly away
Take your ass to the house
Don't even bother explainin'
There's no workin' it out
No way
It's last call, Hey y'all
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Soft leather, blue jeans
Don't you get it, that's the thing
You can't chase a ghost when it's gone
And it's not because of you that I turned out so dangerous
Yesterday I heard God say
It's in your blood
And it struck me just like lightnin'
I've been fightin'
I've been strivin'
But yesterday
I heard God say
You were born to be the one
To hold the hand of the man who flies too close to the sun
All these country singers and their lonely rides to Houston
Doesn't really make for the best you know settle-down type
It's last call, Hey y'all
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Last call, Hey y'all
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Go on and giddy up
Go on and giddy up
Hey

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