Bronco Bills Lament – Don McLean
Nghệ sĩ: Don McLean
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
BRONCO BILL'S LAMENT
Words & Music by Don McLean
Verse 1→ Phiên khúc
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I coulda been most anything I put my mind to be,
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But a cowboy's life was the only life for me.
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It's a strong man's occupation ridin' herd and livin' free,
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But strong men often fail
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Where shrewd men can prevail,
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I'm an old man now with nothin' left to say,
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But oh god how I worked my youth away.
Verse 2→ Phiên khúc
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Well you may not recognize my face, I used to be a star,
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A cowboy hero known both near and far.
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I perched upon a silver mount and sang with my guitar,
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But the studio of course, owned my saddle and my horse,
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But that six-gun on the wall belongs to me,
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Oh god I can't live a memory.
Verse 3→ Phiên khúc
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You know I'd like to put my finger on that trigger once again,
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And point that gun at all the prideful men.
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All the voyeurs and the lawyers who can pull a fountain pen,
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And put you where they choose,
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With the language that they use,
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And enslave you till you work your youth away,
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Oh god how I worked my youth away.
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Whoopee ty yioh whoopee ty yi ay,
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One man's work is another man's play
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Oh god how I worked my youth away.
Verse 4→ Phiên khúc
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You see I always liked the notion of a cowboy fighting crime,
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This photograph was taken in my prime,
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I could beat those desperados but there's no sense fightin' time,
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But the singin' was a ball
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Cause I’m not musical at all,
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I moved my lips to someone else's voice.
Interlude
verse 1 repeat→ Phiên khúc
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I coulda been most anything I put my mind to be,
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But a cowboy's life was the only life for me.
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It's a strong man's occupation ridin' herd and livin' free,
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But strong men often fail
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Where shrewd men can prevail,
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I'm an old man now with nothin' left to say,
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But oh god how I worked my youth away.