Red Karaoke - Hardy & Morgan Wallen

This title is a cover of Red as made famous by Hardy
feat. Morgan Wallen

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About

With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 70 BPM

In the same key as the original: G♭

Duration: 03:23 - Preview at: 01:24

Release date: 2023
Genres: Country, In English
Original songwriters: Ben Hayslip, Jacob Rice, Hardy, Rhett Akins

All files available for download are reproduced tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Red

Red
I'm talkin' 'bout the sun comin' up and the sun goin' down on a John Deere
Turnin' up a hard-work check
Makin' that blue-collar country boy's neck red
I'm talkin' 'bout the color of them jerseys on a Friday night at the end of another long hot dry summer
'Tween the dust and the rust
The trucks are half covered in red
Like a bloodhound trackin' some whitetail buck down
I ain't talkin' politics
I'm talkin' small town
And if you're from one you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's everywhere I swear
From the courthouse bricks to a crushed Bud Heavy can fadin' in the ditch
Like the book of John
Like a barn door
And hearts your hand's over 'cos you're thankful for
Every shipped-off soul that was born to fight for a wind-torn flag that's blue and white and red
Red
I'm talkin' 'bout a county line stop sign full of birdshot
The cup your beer's in sittin' 'round a fire
Like your bank account when you bought them tires that led
You down a dirt road and got some red lips leanin' 'cross the console
I ain't talkin' politics
I'm talkin' small town
And if you're from one you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's everywhere I swear
From the courthouse bricks to a crushed Bud Heavy can fadin' in the ditch
Like the book of John
Like a barn door
And hearts your hand's over 'cos you're thankful for
Every shipped-off soul that was born to fight for a wind-torn flag that's blue and white and red
It don't matter who you are
Got your back if that's what you need
'Cos at the end of the day hey we all bleed red
I ain't talkin' politics
I'm talkin' small town
And if you're from one you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's everywhere I swear
From the courthouse bricks to a crushed Bud Heavy can fadin' in the ditch
Like the book of John
Like a barn door
And hearts your hand's over 'cos you're thankful for
Every shipped-off soul that was born to fight for a wind-torn flag that's blue and white and red
Yeah a wind-torn flag that's blue and white and red
Yeah a wind-torn flag that's blue and white and red

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