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Red Red Wine (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Red, red wine
Go to my head
Make me forget that I
Still need her so

Red, red wine
It’s up to you
All I can do, I’ve done
But memories won’t go
No, memories won’t go

I’d have thought
That with time
Thoughts of her
Would leave my head
I was wrong
And I find
Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine
Stay close to me
Don’t let me be alone
It’s tearin’ apart
My blue, blue heart

Red Red Wine Toast Section

Red red wine you make me feel so fine
You keep me rocking all of the time
Red red wine you make me feel so grand
I feel a million dollars when your just in my hand
Red red wine you make me feel so sad
Any time I see you go it makes me feel bad
Red red wine you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him rizla pon the sweet dep line
Red red wine you give me whole heap of zing
Whole heap of zing mek me do me own thing
Red red wine you really know how fi love
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above
Red red wine I love you right from the start
Right from the start with all of my heart
Red red wine in a 80’s style
Red red wine in a modern beat style, yeah

Chorus

Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
Give me Red wine because it make me feel fine
Mek me feel fine all of the time
Red red wine you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him rizla on the sweet dep line
The line broke, the monkey get choke
Burn bad rizla pon him little rowing boat

Red red wine I’m gonna hold to you
Hold on to you cause I know you love true
Red red wine I’m gonna love you till I die
Love you till I die and that’s no lie
Red red wine can’t get you out my mind
Where ever you maybe I’ll surely find
I’ll surely find make no fuss just stick with us.

Chorus

Red red wine you really know how fi love
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above
Red red wine I love you right from the start
Right from the start with all of my heart
Red red wine you really know how fi love
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above
Red red wine you give me whole heap of zing
Whole heap of zing mek me do me own thing
Red red wine in a 80’s style
Red red wine in a modern beat style, yeah

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Red, Red Wine (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Written by: neil diamond

Red, red wine
Go to my head
Make me forget that i
Still need her so

Red, red wine
It’s up to you
All i can do, i’ve done
But memories won’t go
No, memories won’t go

I’d have sworn
That with time
Thoughts of you
Would leave my head
I was wrong
And i find
Just one thing
Makes me forget

Red, red wine
Stay close to me
Don’t let me be alone
It’s tearing apart
My blue, blue heart

Red Red Wine (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Red, red wine
Go to my head
Make me forget that i
Still need her so

Red, red wine
It`s up to you
All i can do, i`ve done
But mem`ries won`t go
No, mem`ries won`t go

I`d have thought
That with time
Thoughts of her
Would leave my head
I was wrong
And i find
Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine
Stay close to me
Don`t let me be alone
It`s tearin` apart
My blue, blue heart

—red red wine rap section—

Red red wine you make me feel so fine
You keep me rocking all of the time

Red red wine you make me feel so grand
I feel a million dollars when your just in my hand

Red red wine you make me feel so sad
Any time i see you go it makes me feel bad

Red red wine you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him rizla pon the sweet dep line

Red red wine you give me whole heap of zing
Whole heap of zing mek me do me own thing

Redred wine you really know how fi love
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above

Red red wine i love you right from the start
Right from the start with all of my heart

Red red wine in a 80`s style
Red red wine in a modern beat style, yeah

(chorus)

Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
Give me little time, help me clear up me mind

Give me red wine because it make me feel fine
Mek me feel fine all of the time

Red red wine you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him rizla on the sweet dep line

The line broke, the monkey get choke
Burn bad rizla pon him little rowing boat

Red red wine i`m gonna hold to you
Hold on to you cause i know you love true

Red red wine i`m gonna love you till i die
Love you till i die and that`s no lie

Red red wine can`t get you out my mind
Where ever you maybe i`ll surely find
I`ll surely find make no fuss jus` stick with us.

(chorus)

Red red wine you really know how fi love
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above

Red red wine i love you right from the start
Right from the start with all of my heart

Red red wine you really know how fi love
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above

Red red wine you give me whole heap of zing
Whole heap of zing mek me do me own thing

Red red wine in a 80`s style

Red red wine in a modern beat style, yeah.

Red, Red Wine (Letra)

Neil Diamond

Neil Diamond

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Written by: neil diamond

Red, red wine
Go to my head
Make me forget that i
Still need her so

Red, red wine
It’s up to you
All i can do, i’ve done
But memories won’t go
No, memories won’t go

I’d have sworn
That with time
Thoughts of you
Would leave my head
I was wrong
And i find
Just one thing
Makes me forget

Red, red wine
Stay close to me
Don’t let me be alone
It’s tearing apart
My blue, blue heart

Red Red Wine (Letra)

UB40

UB40

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

A bottle of chablis, hey now, that ain’t no stuff for me
Chateau timberley, as long as i can’t see
Gallo or muscatel, either one would be just swell
I didn’t come here to fight, hey just as long as that ain’t white

Now i ain’t no connoiseur cat – the conno-sewer/kinda sewer rat
Red red wine on sunday
Always tastes so good
Red red wine
Red red wine
Red red wine if you would

Hey now as long as it is red, oh set ‘em up until we’re dead
A saturday sippin’ beer, let’s get a jug without a year

Now i ain’t no connoiseur cat, i think you guessed that
Red red wine on sunday
Just like martin said
Red red wine
Red red wine
Set us up ‘till we’re dead

I ain’t no connoiseur cat, conno-sewer rat
… on sunday
Just like martin said
Red red wine
Red red wine
Set us up ‘till we’re dead