| The Ballad Of Danny Bailey (1909-34) | |
Available on the album Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Music: | Elton John |
Lyrics: | Bernie Taupin |
Piano and vocals: | Elton John |
Bass: | Dee Murray |
Electric guitar: | Davey Johnstone |
Drums: | Nigel Olsson |
Orchestral arrangements: | Del Newman |
Backing vocals: | Dee Murray, Davey Johnstone, Nigel Olsson |
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
chorus:
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 a proper, I guess life just bugged him
And he found faith in danger, a lifestyle he lived by
A running gun youngster in a sad restless age
(repeat chorus)
© 1973