אין גירסה קלה
הצג גם אקורדים
| Intro: |
| A bunch of lonesome and very quarrelsome heroes |
| Were smoking out |
| along the open road |
| The night was very dark and thick between them |
| Each man beneath |
| his ordinary load |
| "I'd like to tell my story," |
| Said one of them so young and bold |
| "I'd like to tell my story |
| Before I turn into gold." |
| But no one really could hear him |
| The night so dark |
| and thick and green |
| Well I guess that these heroes |
| must always live there |
| Where you and I have only been |
| Put out your cigarette, my love |
| You've been alone too long |
| And some of us are very hungry now |
| To hear what it is you've done |
| that was so wrong |
| I sing this for the crickets |
| I sing this for the army |
| I sing this for your children |
| And for all who do not need me |
| "I'd like to tell my story," |
| Said one of them so bold |
| "Oh yes, I'd like to tell my story |
| 'cause you know I feel |
| I'm turning into gold." |
| Bridge: |
| x4 |
| Outro: |
