Letra de «Smiling Bill McCall»
I don't want to be laying in bed When they pronounce me dead
He'd stand and breathe in the microphone With his guitar hanging to his knee bone All the girls just sat and dreamed When Bill began his song
I don't want my hat to be hung When my last song is sung But he never let fame go to his head This is Smiling Bill McCall, he said Going to pick and sing a song or two You all listen until I'm through
And if you're at the house or in your car Tune in this time tomorrow
To all the boys he was a big hero They'd glue their ears to the radio Then talking a most unusual drawl Imitating Bill McCall
Daddy, can I get a guitar Cause I want to be a star
The girls would say of Bill McCall Why I bet he's over six feet tall Handsomest man in Nashville They said of Smiling Bill
He won't be planting potato slips When he cashes in his chips
Then one day Bill didn't make the show Didn't even show up for a week or so The station's boss said to city hall Find Smiling Bill McCall It won't be hard to track him down He's got the biggest feet in town
Well, there's a creek that runs through Nashville And on the bank they found Smiling Bill He's committing suicide But they grabbed him before he tried
Turn me loose, I want to jump, he screamed Because I can't stand that theme Let this be my final breath Because I'm scared to half to death The big brave Smiling Bill McCall Is only four feet tall I'd rather be in the river dead Than to hear them laughing at my bald head

