Tytuł: American Triangle

• Wykonawca: Elton John
• Wyświetleń: 210

Seen him playing in his backyard
  Young boy just starting out
  So much history in this landscape
  So much confusion, so much doubt
  
  Been there drinking on that front porch
  Angry kids, mean and dumb
  Looks like a painting, that blue skyline
  God hates fags where we come from
  
  'Western skies' don't make it right
  'Home of the brave' don't make no sense
  I've seen a scarecrow wrapped in wire
  Left to die on a high ridge fence
  It's a cold, cold wind
  It's a cold, cold wind
  It's a cold wind blowing, Wyoming
  
  See two coyotes run down a deer
  Hate what we don't understand
  You pioneers give us your children
  But it's your blood that stains their hands
  
  Somewhere that road forks up ahead
  To ignorance and innocence
  Three lives drift on different winds
  Two lives ruined, one life spent