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Floyd
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De gira
Rock
Floyd fue lanzado el 25 de septiembre de 2009 por Roadrunner Records/Loud & Proud como parte del álbum God & Guns
album cover
Fecha de lanzamiento25 de septiembre de 2009
Sello discográficoRoadrunner Records/Loud & Proud
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM67

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Gary Rossington
Gary Rossington
Composición
John William Lowery
John William Lowery
Composición
Johnny Van Zant
Johnny Van Zant
Composición
Rickey Medlocke
Rickey Medlocke
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Producción ejecutiva
Bob Marlette
Bob Marlette
Producción

Letra

[Verse 1]
Floyd was a trapper way back in the holler
Made moonshine so he could make a dollar
Six feet tall, dressed in overalls
And wore himself a long gray beard
People say Floyd came to town one day
But two law dogs got in his way
Floyd never hurt no one in his life
But they never came back this way
No, they never came back this way
[Verse 2]
And the people say
Aye, aye, aye, hear the hound dogs moan
Aye, aye, aye, now that Floyd's long gone
And the creeper was a-creepin'
And the souls, they were hollerin', singin'
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
[Verse 3]
The G-men came out to track him down
But the swamp's too deep, even one of them drowned
They sent in the hellhounds, but they turned around, singin'
How, how, how, how, how
How, how, how, how, how, and the people say
[Verse 4]
Aye, aye, aye, hear the hound dogs moan
Aye, aye, aye, now that Floyd's long gone
And the creeper was a-creepin'
And the souls, they were hollerin', singin'
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
[Verse 5]
Yeah, the souls, they were cryin'
Yeah, the creeper, he was creepin'
[Verse 6]
Sheriff Boudreaux came to talk to his neighbors
All they could say is he was eaten by a gator
The legend lives on, but Floyd, he's at home singin'
How, how, how, how, how
How, how, how, how, how, and the souls sing
[Verse 7]
And the creeper was a-creepin'
And the souls, they were cryin'
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, hear the hound dogs moan
Aye, aye, aye, now that Floyd's long gone
[Verse 8]
Aye, aye, aye, now that Floyd's long gone
On a full moon night, the moon will shine bright , singin'
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Written by: Gary Rossington, John William Lowery, Johnny Van Zant, Rickey Medlocke
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