Kelita
Unusual Child
Sun up and he?d be goneOn a leather strap around his neckHe wore a white bull horn.He would be an Indian for a dayRiding bareback on the rangeHe called himself CochiseBut Jimmy was his name.ChorusHe was a western James DeanHe was a rebel he played wildHe was the first born in my family of fiveHe was a most unusual,Most unusualUnusual child.There was Frankie and there was BillyOh but Jimmy was my favourite oneSeems rather strange to meWhen I think of what he?d done.So many times I wonderWhat Jimmy was all aboutHe was sweet, he was crazyAnd he was inside out.Jimmy knew he?d die youngThere wasn?t anything he wouldn?t tryOne night he tried too hardGoodbye Jimmy,Goodbye.
From Letras Mania