Lyrics:
[From Mark Knopfler's "Sailing To Philadelphia"]
I Am Jeremiah Dixon
I Am A Geordie Boy
A Glass Of Wine With You, Sir
And The Ladies I'll Enjoy
You know that I'm fly I'm a Middlewait
Don't be a Holmes don't perpetrate
You know that I'm fly I'm a Middlewait
Mark Knopfler Joe Cocker and the files
But I arrived
Carrying the load of my soul
I arrived
With so much stories to be told
I arrived
Finaly steppin'
On the ground
As a Knopfler song
Lost
Maarit & I wanted to arrange Mark Knopfler's brilliant song to highlight the hidden "Chet Atkins" in the piece, along with focusing attention
Knopfler
What About That One There?
Not All That Bad
I Like That
I Like That
Don't Make Me Look Bad Now, Don't Make Me Look Bad
Respect For Your Elders
(Mark Knopfler & Sting)
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do
(Mark Knopfler & Sting)
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do
Knopfler
What About That One There?
Not All That Bad
I Like That
I Like That
Don't Make Me Look Bad Now, Don't Make Me Look Bad
Respect For Your Elders
(Mark Knopfler & Sting)
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do
base myself on Knopfler
I'd say that he's my hero now (and then)
And now I sit on my bedroom floor in the sun
And reminisce on old times gone again
Look
deles se ouviu
O crack do FL a dar uma guita
E em qualquer tom tenho uma voz bonita
Onde é que está o Knopfler
E os Dire Straits
O Johnny Cash
E os outros
and I'm 5'8
I grew up around dire straits
Mark Knopfler is my pen pal and no food leaves my dinner plate
Don't look for me I'm super straight
I'm in
nunca te podrán parar
Estoy cantando sin techo sobre un sinte
Como Knopfler tengo ritmo yo no soy un sultán (of swing)
Me puedo meter en sus cuerpos como
the building
You don't answer your phone
I'm calling Knopfler
I'm here all alone!
I dodged a bullet there
You're gone and I don't care
NOW!
Watch me ascend!
A LOS SULTANES, A LOS SULTANES DEL SWING
TOTO, JULIO, MARIO, EL MOLECULA Y CARLITOS
Y POR SUPUESTO, MARQUITOS KNOPFLER
Mark Knopfler.
Inmortales temporales cultivando el exterior,
Dejando que otros desplacen nuestra ficha sin pudor.
Tú juégate la vida cada vez que mueves
Remember those days
When we were young
We walked the same places
We caught the same sounds
Pink Floyd and Knopfler
An old Russian car
You took me over
I
OLD MTV
Back at the childhood
I used to draw and read “The Mocker”
But how to be nostalgic
If can no more see Mark Knopfler
Used to jump out
line
Unironically listening to Mark Knopfler
Doing the Walk of Life
I'll spend every morning just staring at the sun
And every evening I'll go
FADE TO BLACK
(c) Mark Knopfler
I WONDER WHERE YOU ARE TONIGHT
YOU'RE PROBABLY ON THE RAMPAGE SOMEWHERE
YOU HAVE BEEN KNOWN TO TAKE DELIGHT
IN
docksides et Mark Knopfler
La sœur d'un voisin, flash, on s'aime, on se noce
Auto, un enfant trois quart, roulez carrosse
Maîtresses, plusieurs, pas de
que me nombra paga una ronda
Sol y sombra compañero
Es el trago que yo quiero
Qué bueno era Mark Knopfler
Qué gran carrera
Iba para delineante
Cuánto
Si fui torpe encontré por fin mi norte, mi soporte
Entre acordes de Mark Knopfler redobles de Hancock Herbie
De Vivaldi hasta Elvis, desde Verdi
zweit sie besser schmeckt
Der Plattenspieler dudelt
Mark Knopfler zärtlich fudelt
Endlich ist's soweit
Als es an der Türe läut'
Ding dong, ding
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