1539 – Elton John – I feel like a bullet (in the gun of Robert Ford) (1975)

 

Escrita por Elton John e Bernie Taupin, foi gravada em junho e julho de 1975 e lançada em 4 de outubro de 1975 no disco Rock of the westies. Sairia em compacto em 12 de janeiro de 1976 com Grow some funk of your own como duplo Lado A. Chegou ao número 14 no Billboard Hot100. A canção compara o assassinato de Jesse James, por seu companheiro de crimes Robert Ford, com o fracasso do casamento de Taupin com sua primeira esposa, Maxine Feibelman. Ela era a moça da canção Tiny dancer.

A letra:

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 that, I knew then I had lost what should have been found

And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
I'm low as a paid assassin is
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?

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

Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
That's how it all seemed to me
I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel

And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
Your friends and mine don't call no more
Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law

And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
I'm low as a paid assassin is
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?

You know that I can't think straight no more
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
In the gun of Robert Ford

And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
I'm low as a paid assassin is
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?

Yeah, you know that I can't think straight no more
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
In the gun of Robert Ford

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