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Billy Dee
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Billy Dee est sorti le 1 janvier 1971 par SMSP dans le cadre de l'album The Silver Tongued Devil and I
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Date de sortie1 janvier 1971
LabelSMSP
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM88

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Guitare
Chris Gantry
Chris Gantry
Guitare
David P. Briggs
David P. Briggs
Claviers
Donnie Fritts
Donnie Fritts
Piano électrique
Jerry Kennedy
Jerry Kennedy
Guitare
Jerry Shook
Jerry Shook
Guitare
N. PUTNAM
N. PUTNAM
Basse
Norman Blake
Norman Blake
Dobro
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Fred Foster
Fred Foster
Production
Gene Eichelberger
Gene Eichelberger
Ingénierie
Mort Thomasson
Mort Thomasson
Ingénierie
Tommy Strong
Tommy Strong
Ingénierie

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Billy Dee was seventeen when he turned twenty-one
Foolin' with some foolish things he could've left alone
But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he couldn't name
Driven toward the darkness by the devils in his veins
[Verse 2]
All around the honky-tonks, searchin' for a sign
Gettin' by on gettin' high on women, words, and wine
Some folks called him crazy, Lord, and others called him free
But we just called us lucky for the love of Billy Dee
[Verse 3]
Busy goin' his own way and speakin' his own words
Facin' and forgettin' every warning that he heard
Makin' friends and takin' any crazy chance he could
Gettin' busted for the bad times and believin' in the good
[Verse 4]
Billy took a beatin' from a world he meant no harm
The score was written in the scars upon his arm
Some felt he was payin' for the life he tried to lead
But all we felt was sorry for our good friend Billy Dee
[Verse 5]
It may be his soul was bigger than a body's ought to be
Singin' songs and bringin' laughter to the likes of you and me
'Cause the world he saw was sadder than the one he hoped to find
But it wasn't near as lonesome as the one he left behind
[Verse 6]
Yesterday they found him on the floor of his hotel
Reachin' toward the needle, Lord, that drove him down to hell
Some folks called it suicide, others blame the speed
We just called it crucified when Billy Dee O.D.'d
Written by: Kris Kristofferson
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