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Coward Of The County

Höfundur lags: Roger Bowling Höfundur texta: Roger Bowling Flytjandi: Kenny Rogers Sent inn af: ovolden
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[A]Ev'ryone considered him
the [D]coward of the [A]county.
He'd never stood one single time
to prove the county [E]wrong.
His [A]mama named him Tommy,
the [D]folks just called him [A]yellow,
but something always told me
they were [E]reading Tommy [A]wrong.

[A]He was only ten years old
when his [D]daddy died in [A]prison.
I looked after Tommy 'cause
he was my brother's [E]son.
I [A]still recall the final words
my [D]brother said to [A]Tommy:
"Son, my life is over,
but [E]yours is just [A]begun.

[A]Promise me, son,
not to [E]do the things I've [A]done.
[D]Walk away from [A]trouble if you [E]can.
[A]It wont mean youre weak
if you [D]turn the other [A]cheek.
I hope you're old [D]enough to under[E]stand:
Son, [E7]you don't have to fight to be a [A]man."

[A]There's someone for ev'ryone
and [D]Tommy's love was [A]Becky.
In her arms he didn't have
to prove he was a [E]man.
One [A]day while he was workin'
the [D]Gatlin boys came [A]callin'.
They took turns at B[E]ecky
[A]There was three of them!

[A]Tommy opened up the door
and [D]saw his Becky [A]cryin'.
The torn dress, the shattered look
was more than he could [E]stand.
He [A]reached above the fireplace
and took [D]down his daddy's [A]picture.
As his tears fell on his daddy's face,
he [E]heard these words [A]again:

[A]"Promise me, son,
not to[E] do the things I've[A] done.
[D]Walk away from [A]trouble if you [E]can.
[A]It won't mean you're weak
if you [D]turn the other [A]cheek.
I hope you're old [D]enough to under[E]stand:
Son, [E7]you don't have to fight to be a [A]man."

[A]The Gatlin boys just laughed at him
when he [D]walked into the [A]barroom.
One of them got up and met him
halfway 'cross the [E]floor.
When [A]Tommy turned around they said,
"Hey [D]look! ol' yellow's [A]leavin'."
But you coulda heard a pin drop
[E]when Tommy [A]stopped and blocked the door.

[A]Twenty years of crawlin'
was [D]bottled up ins[A]ide him.
He wasn't holdin' nothin' back;
he let 'em have it [E]all.
When [A]Tommy left the barroom
not a [D]Gatlin boy was [A]standin'.
He said, "This one's for Becky,"
as he [E]watched the last one [A]fall.
And I heard him say,

[A]"I promised you, Dad, not to
[D]do the things you [A]done.
I walk away from trouble when I [E]can.
Now [A]please don't think I'm weak,
I didn't [D]turn the other [A]cheek,
and Papa, I sure [D]hope you under[E]stand:
Some[E7]times you gotta fight when you're a [A]man."

[A]Ev'ryone considered him
[D]the coward of the county. [A]    


Ev'ryone considered him
the coward of the county.
He'd never stood one single time
to prove the county wrong.
His mama named him Tommy,
the folks just called him yellow,
but something always told me
they were reading Tommy wrong.

He was only ten years old
when his daddy died in prison.
I looked after Tommy 'cause
he was my brother's son.
I still recall the final words
my brother said to Tommy:
"Son, my life is over,
but yours is just begun.

Promise me, son,
not to do the things I've done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
It wont mean youre weak
if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you're old enough to understand:
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man."

There's someone for ev'ryone
and Tommy's love was Becky.
In her arms he didn't have
to prove he was a man.
One day while he was workin'
the Gatlin boys came callin'.
They took turns at Becky
There was three of them!

Tommy opened up the door
and saw his Becky cryin'.
The torn dress, the shattered look
was more than he could stand.
He reached above the fireplace
and took down his daddy's picture.
As his tears fell on his daddy's face,
he heard these words again:

"Promise me, son,
not to do the things I've done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
It won't mean you're weak
if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you're old enough to understand:
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man."

The Gatlin boys just laughed at him
when he walked into the barroom.
One of them got up and met him
halfway 'cross the floor.
When Tommy turned around they said,
"Hey look! ol' yellow's leavin'."
But you coulda heard a pin drop
when Tommy stopped and blocked the door.

Twenty years of crawlin'
was bottled up inside him.
He wasn't holdin' nothin' back;
he let 'em have it all.
When Tommy left the barroom
not a Gatlin boy was standin'.
He said, "This one's for Becky,"
as he watched the last one fall.
And I heard him say,

"I promised you, Dad, not to
do the things you done.
I walk away from trouble when I can.
Now please don't think I'm weak,
I didn't turn the other cheek,
and Papa, I sure hope you understand:
Sometimes you gotta fight when you're a man."

Ev'ryone considered him
the coward of the county.

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