Don McLean - Bronco Bill's Lament Lyrics
I coulda been most anything I put my mind to be,But a cowboy's life was the only life for me.It's a strong man's occupation ridin' herd and livin' free,But strong men often failWhere shrewd men can prevail,I'm an old man now with nothin' left to say,But oh god how I worked my youth away.Well you may not recognise my face, I used to be a star,A cowboy hero known both near and far.I perched upon a silver mount and sang with my guitar,But the studio of course,owned my saddle and my horse,But that six-gun on the wall belongs to me,Oh god I can't live a memory.You know I'd like to put my finger on that trigger once again,And point that gun at all the prideful men.All the voyeurs and the lawyers who can pull a fountain pen,And put you where they choose,With the language that they use,And enslave you till you work your youth away,Oh god how I worked my youth away.Whoopee ty yiohWhoopee ty yi ay,One man's work is another man's playOh god how I worked my youth away.You see I always liked the notion of a cowboy fighting crime,This photograph was taken in my prime,I could beat those desperados but there's no sense fightin' time,But the singin' was a ballCause I'm not musical at all,I moved my lips to someone else's voice.Repeat verse 1
