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Video Karaoke Faster Horses (The Cowboy and the Poet) - Tom T. Hall

Este tema es una versión de Faster Horses (The Cowboy and the Poet), que popularizó Tom T. Hall

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Tempo: variable (alrededor de 115 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: SOL

Duración: 02:56 - Escuchar en: 01:28

Fecha de publicación: 1975
Géneros: Country, Rock, En inglés
Compositor original: Tom T. Hall

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Letra Faster Horses (The Cowboy and the Poet)

He was an old time cowboy
Don't you understand
His eyes were sharp as razor blades
His face was leather tanned
His toes were pointed inward from a hangin' on a horse
He was an old philosopher of course
He was so thin I swear you could have used him for a whip
He had to drink a beer to keep his breeches on his hips
I knew I had to ask him about the mysteries of life
He spat between his boots and he replied
It's faster horses younger women
Older whiskey and more money
He smiled and all his teeth were covered with tobacco stains
He said it don't do men no good to pray for peace and rain
Peace and rain is just a way to say prosperity
And buffalo chips is all it means to me
I told him I was a poet
I was lookin' for the truth
I do not care for horses whiskey, women, or the loot
I said I was a writer my soul was all on fire
He looked at me and he said you are a liar
Son, it's faster horses younger women
Older whiskey and more money
Well, I was disillusioned if I say the least
I grabbed him by the collar and I jerked him to his feet
There was somethin' cold and shiny laying by my head
So I started to believe the things he said
Well, my poet days are over and I'm back to bein' me as I enjoy the peace and comfort of reality
If my boy ever asks me what it is that I have learned
I think that I will readily affirm
Son, it's faster horses younger women
Older whiskey and more money
Faster horses younger women
Older whiskey and more money
Faster horses younger women
Older whiskey and more money
It's faster horses younger women
Older whiskey more money

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