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The Baby (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

My brother said that I
was rotten to the core.
I was the youngest child,
so I got by with more.

I guess she was tired by
the time I came along.
She’d laugh until she cried,
I could do no wrong.
She would always save me,
because I was her baby.

I worked a factory in Ohio,
a shrimp boat in the Bayou,
I drove a truck in Birmingham.
Turned 21 in Cincinnati,
I called home to mom and daddy,
I said “Your boy is now a man.”
She said “I don’t care if you’re 80,
you’ll always be my baby.”

She loved that photograph,
of our whole family.
She’d always point us out,
for all her friends to see.

That’s Greg he’s doing great,
he really loves his job.
And Ronnie with his 2 kids,
how ‘bout that wife he’s got.
And that one’s kinda crazy,
but that one is my baby.

I got a call in Alabama,
said come on home to Louisianna
and come as fast as you can fly.
Cause your momma really needs you,
and says she’s got to see you,
she might not make it through the night.
The whole way I drove 80
so she could see her baby.

She looked like she was sleepin’
and my family had been weepin’
by the time that I got to her side.
And I knew that she’d been taken,
and my heart it was breakin’,
I never got to say goodbye.

I softly kissed that lady
and cried just like a baby.

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The Baby (Letra)

Blake Shelton

Blake Shelton

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’m the baby
l’unico modo che ora conosco è il pianto
I’m the baby
No, non mi piace la musica drammatica,
preferisco il vento
I’m the baby
Non ho le forze ma vi piego alle mie esigenze
I’m the baby
E faccio quello che a voi non viene concesso
Ogni giorno che passa mi allungo
Ad ogni foglia che cade sull’erba mi cresce un capello
Ogni formica che passa è amica mia
I’m the baby
La mia via di comunicazione è il pianto
I’m the baby
No, non mi piace la musica drammatica,
preferisco il vento
Ogni cosa che accade mi piace
Di discriminare non sono capace
Vivo nella più totale utilità di sbagliare
Vedo gli alberi camminare
E la luce del sole che si può mangiare
E le posate che si sposano
E i dischi che si rifiutano di farsi ascoltare
Dalle orecchie sbagliate
‘cose I’m the baby
e faccio quello che a voi non viene concesso