Original Video: Whitesnake Hear I go again cover

What is… Ah, YouTube! It's your sexy God's bad boy, King Cobra, coming back at you with another rock and vocal cover. Speaking of Cobra's, why not sing some white snake? Which white snake song am I going to be singing? Here I go again. Got me some pyramid filterless cigarettes. Boom. Doing a spot of laundry and drinking some monster. There are some high notes in this song when I'm not worried about it. So I want to go to my iTunes collection and yeah we'll do a cover of this song. I might have to like adjust the sound just a little bit. There we go. All right. There we go. Awesome. I don't know where I'm going, but I should know where I'm going, but I should And you're on the promises of yesterday. And I'm made of my mind. I ain't missing no more time. Here I go again. To me right over again. To me right go again. I don't want to pray with us. And I know I pray this thing is dead to carry on. Because I know it means to walk alone, a lonely dream. And here I go again on my own. Going down the early road I've never known. Like a drifter I always want to walk along. I've made up my mind. I ain't wasting no more time. I'm just another heart and knee of this man. With no love, sweet cheers me. I'm going to hold on for the rest of my day. Because I know what it needs. I'm going to walk along the longest of street. Because I know what it needs. To walk along the longest sweet dreams. And here I hope to get on my own. Going down the only world I've never done. Like a shifter I was born to walk along. And I made up my mind. I ain't a waste for you on one time, but here I go again. I go again. I go again. I go! Yeah. We go! I know what it means. To walk along. To walk along the morning leaves. To walk along the lonely stream of dreams. But here I go again on my mind. I made up my mind. I was going on my own. Going down every road I never know. Like a drifter I was born to walk along. I made up my mind. I ain't wasting no more time. Here I go, again, on my own. Going down the other way around, I'm alone. Like a drifter I was born to walk along. Because I know all it beets. To walk along the longest trees in dreams. Here I go, again on my own. Going down me on me around, I'm not… Like a drifter on my own. going down me on me wrong. And the crowd goes wild. Like a drift around was born to walk alone. And the crowd goes wild. But there you go folks. But there you go folks. Oh God, the Kin-Cover singing White Snake. Here I go again.