Sleeve Karaoke - Nate Smith

This title is a cover of Sleeve as made famous by Nate Smith

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

Same as the original tempo: 126 BPM

In the same key as the original: C

Duration: 04:24 - Preview at: 02:10

Release date: 2023
Genres: Country, In English
Original songwriters: Brian Scott Alexander, Nate Smith, Noah Lubert, Mary Kutter

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Lyrics Sleeve

There was a girl from Tennessee brought the fires of Hell on me
She brought a long line of hurt and a world of trouble
Every door became one more wall
Goddamn, you know
I gave it my all
Oh, I tried and I tried but couldn't stop lovin' her
Some people take it for a ride
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
Some people keep it inside goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
Oh, there ain't no slowin' me down
I wear mine on my sleeve
Sleeve
She drove me out of state and out of mind
And I searched for her on those West Coast nights
In every little smile and stranger passin' through
I still see her now and then in my dreams
It's like she's still callin' out to me
But I know that she's far gone
Oh, oh
Some people take it for a ride
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
Some people keep it inside goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
Oh, there ain't no slowin' me down
I wear mine on my sleeve
Sleeve
I was as blue as those cop car lights
Innocent in that cell that night
She broke me down to pieces
She broke me down to pieces
I'm still pickin' up the pieces
But at least it's still beatin'
Some people take it for a ride
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
Some people keep it inside goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
Oh, there ain't no slowin' me down
I wear mine on my sleeve
Sleeve
Sleeve

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