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Elton John - Philadelphia Freedom / I Feel Like A Bullet (In The Gun Of Robert Ford) Scaricare

Elton John - Philadelphia Freedom / I Feel Like A Bullet (In The Gun Of Robert Ford) Scaricare
Interprete:
Elton John
Album:
Philadelphia Freedom / I Feel Like A Bullet (In The Gun Of Robert Ford)
Stile:
Pop Rock
Rilasciato:
1992
Paese:
US
Etichetta:
Collectables
Catalogo:
COL-4911
Dimensione FLAC:
1602 mb
Dimensione MP3:
1251 mb
Dimensione WMA:
1818 mb


Tracklist


1I Feel Like A Bullet (In The Gun Of Robert Ford)
2Philadelphia Freedom


Versioni


CategoryArtistTitle (Format)LabelCategoryCountryYear
COL 4911Elton John Philadelphia Freedom / I Feel Like A Bullet (In The Gun Of Robert Ford) ‎(7", Single, RE)CollectablesCOL 4911US1992


Note


First pressings were issued on red vinyl.


Codici a barre


  • Matrix / Runout: COL-4911-A
  • Matrix / Runout: COL-4911-B


Aziende


  • Copyright (c) – Collectables, Inc.
  • Manufactured By – Polygram Special Products


Album


I Feel Like a Bullet In the Gun of Robert Ford is a song on British pop singer Elton John's 1975 album Rock of the Westies. The song's lyrics compare the shooting of Jesse James by James' outlaw-partner Robert Ford to Taupin's failed marriage to his first wife Maxine Feibelman, of Tiny Dancer fame. The song reached 14 on the U. Billboard Hot 100 in February 1976 and 21 Easy Listening, but failed to chart in the singer's native United Kingdom. From Elton John's 1975 album Rock of the Westies. It was a top 40 double single backed with Grow Some Funk of Your Own. Robert Ford was the assassin a corn in a field I cut you down. Я сжал тебя, как рожь на ниве, I threw the last punch too hard. Like a child when his toys have been stepped on. Ребенок, чьи игрушки растоптаны, - That's how it all seemed to me. Вот кем я себя чувствую. I burst the bubble that both of us lived in. Я рассеял иллюзии, которыми мы оба жили, And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel. Philadelphia Freedom. I Feel Like A Bullet In The Gun Of Robert Ford. Companies, etc. First pressings were issued on red vinyl Elton John - Philadelphia Freedom, I Feel Like A Bullet In The Gun Of Robert Ford, this is the later black vinyl pressing. Barcode and Other Identifiers. Matrix, Runout A Side Label: COL-4911-A. Matrix, Runout B Side Label: COL-4911-B. Other Versions 1 of 1 View All. Like a corn in a field I cut you down I threw the last punch too hard After years of going steady, well I thought that it was time To throw in my hand for a new set of cards And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend I figured we'd painted too much of this town. And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon And I knew then I had lost what should have been found I knew then I had lost what should have been found. don't call no more Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law. Candle In The WindLive In Australia 1986. Elton John - Live Like Horses Remastered. The Helldozers - Bullet In A Gun. Elton John - Ballad of a Well-Known Gun. Elton John - Live Like Horses Elton John Solo Studio Version. Delorentos - Bullet In A Gun. Elton John - Western Ford Gateway. The song reached 14 on the Billboard Hot 100 in February 1976, but failed to chart in the singer's native United Kingdom. GB C BmD Like a corn in a field I cut you down CE F9 I threw the last punch too hard GB After years of going steady, E9 well I thought that it was time Am7 D11 To throw in my h. Bbm7Eb Db Ab in the gun of Robert Ford. GB C BmD Like a child when his toy have been stepped on CE F9 That's how it all seemed to me GB E9 I burst the bubble that both of us lived in. Am7 And I'm damned if I'll ever get. D11 rid of this guilt that I feel GB C7 BmD And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man CE F9 Your friends and mine don't call no more GB Hell, I thought it was best. E9 but now I feel branded. Like a corn in a field I cut you down. I threw the last punch too hard. After years of going steady, well, I thought that it was time. To throw in my hand for a new set of cards. And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend. I figured we'd painted too much of this town. And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon. And I knew then I had lost what should have been found. You know I can't think straight no more. You make me feel like a bullet honey in the gun. In the gun of Robert Ford. That's how it all seemed to me. And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel