Christmas In Washington
Lyrics
It's Christmas time in Washington The Democrats rehearsed Gettin' into gear for four more years Things not gettin' worsefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
folk rootscountry influences
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
a good dose of acoustic guitar pickin'
a distinctive male lead vocal
subtle use of the accordion
acoustic rhythm guitars
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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