Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Lento de 1973
Álbum: Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
La cancion "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" fue escrita por Bernie Taupin y compuesta por Elton John.
El tema fue Nº1 en Canada, Nº2 en Estados Unidos y Nº4 en Reino Unido.
Reginald Kenneth Dwight, alias Elton John, británico de Middlesex, Londres nacido en el año 1947.
Es cantante, músico, productor y compositor.
Comenzó su carrera en el año 1964 y lanzo su primer álbum de estudio en el año 1969 llamado "Empty Sky".
Su estilo de música es pop, rock, glam rock, piano rock.
Se lo conoce también como "Sir", "Sir Elton John, y fue denominado como miembro de la "Orden del Imperio Británico".
Su nombre artístico es un homenaje que el mismo hace a el cantante Long John Baldry y al saxofonista Elton Dean.
Letra / Lyrics
When are you gonna come down
When are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man
You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing the blues
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
What do you think you'll do then
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again
Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
When are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man
You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing the blues
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
What do you think you'll do then
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again
Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
