The Ballad of Danny Bailey (1909-1934) - Elton John (艾尔顿·约翰)
Written by：Elton John/Bernie Taupin
Some punk with a shotgun
Killed
Young danny bailey
In cold blood
In the lobby
Of a downtown motel
Killed him in anger
A force he couldn't handle
Helped pull the trigger
That cut short his life
And there's
Not many knew him
The way that we did
Sure enough
He was a wild one
But then aren't most hungry kids
Now it's all over danny bailey
And the harvest is in
Dillinger's dead
I guess the cops won again
Now it's all over danny bailey
And the harvest is in
We're running short of heroes
Back up here in the hills
Without danny bailey
We're gonna have to
Break up our stills
So mark his grave well
'Cause kentucky loved him
Born and raised proper
I guess
Life just bugged him
And he
Found faith in danger
A life style he lived by
A runnin' gun youngster in a
Sad restless age
Now it's all over danny bailey
And the harvest is in
Dillinger's dead
I guess the cops won again
Now it's all over danny bailey
And the harvest is in
