Biography:
Tommy Steele OBE (born December 17, 1936 in London, England) is an English entertainer. Steele is widely regarded as Britain's first pop idol. Born Thomas Willam Hicks in Mason Street Bermondsey, London, his cheeky Cockney image and boy-next-door looks won him success as a musician, singer and actor.
Singer
Before landing a singing career, Steele tried his hand at a number of odd jobs and had a brief spell as a merchant seaman. Like many singers of his era he never did National Service
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From the 1959 film Tommy the Toreador
Verse 1
C G C
Once upon a time there was a little white bull
C G C
Very sad because he was a little white bull (little white bull)
F Em Dm C
All the black bulls called him a coward just 'cos he was white
F Em D G
Only black bulls go to the bullring only black bulls fight
C G C
When he asked his mama if a little white bull (little white bull)
F E Am
Ever had a chance of turning black
F C
His mama said you silly little bull
G C
You're a pretty little bull you're my little bull
F C G C F C G C
So please don't ask me why little bull you just ain't black
Verse 2
C G C
But this did not satisfy that little white bull (little white bull)
C G C
He was an exception to that little white rule (little white rule)
F Em Dm C
Everyday alone in the meadow he'd find things to charge
F Em D7 G
Till one day he really imagined that his horns were large
C G C
Bold as brass right there and then the little white bull (little white bull)
F E Am
Quickly found the nearest road to town
F C
And people said what a funny little bull
G C
What a fluffy little bull he's our little bull
F C G C F C G C Cm
He marched along a proud little bull and hit the town
Bridge
Cm G# Cm G#
It was the day of the bullfight all the town were there
Cm G# Cm G#
Waiting to see the famous matador
Cm G# Cm G#
Trumpeters sounded a fanfare tam ta da dam tam tara
Cm G# G
Out from the throats of the crowd came a mighty roar
Cm Bb G# G
Into the ring to the shout of a great ole
Cm Bb G# G
Came the parade all prepared for a mighty fray
G
Matadors and picadors and toreadors
G
And who do you think as well
Verse 3
C G C
Trotting right behind them came the little white bull (little white bull)
C G C
How they laughed out loud to see the little white bull (little white bull)
F Em Dm C
Trotting 'round the giant arena with his head up high
F Em D G
Till the matador in the centre caught his tiny eye
C G C
Charging right up to him went the little white bull (little white bull)
F E Am
Charging twice and charging once again
F C
The matador cried toro little bull
G C
You're not a little bull you're a brave little bull
F C G C
You're gonna be a great little bull the best in Spain
F C
Then the crowd all shouted toro little bull
G C
You're not a little bull you're a brave little bull
F C G C
You're gonna be a great little bull the best in Spain
Outro
F C
So if you've got a little bull that's a white little bull
G C
It's quite possible that it might be the bull
G C
That's the best in Spain
Verse 1
C G C
Once upon a time there was a little white bull
C G C
Very sad because he was a little white bull (little white bull)
F Em Dm C
All the black bulls called him a coward just 'cos he was white
F Em D G
Only black bulls go to the bullring only black bulls fight
C G C
When he asked his mama if a little white bull (little white bull)
F E Am
Ever had a chance of turning black
F C
His mama said you silly little bull
G C
You're a pretty little bull you're my little bull
F C G C F C G C
So please don't ask me why little bull you just ain't black
Verse 2
C G C
But this did not satisfy that little white bull (little white bull)
C G C
He was an exception to that little white rule (little white rule)
F Em Dm C
Everyday alone in the meadow he'd find things to charge
F Em D7 G
Till one day he really imagined that his horns were large
C G C
Bold as brass right there and then the little white bull (little white bull)
F E Am
Quickly found the nearest road to town
F C
And people said what a funny little bull
G C
What a fluffy little bull he's our little bull
F C G C F C G C Cm
He marched along a proud little bull and hit the town
Bridge
Cm G# Cm G#
It was the day of the bullfight all the town were there
Cm G# Cm G#
Waiting to see the famous matador
Cm G# Cm G#
Trumpeters sounded a fanfare tam ta da dam tam tara
Cm G# G
Out from the throats of the crowd came a mighty roar
Cm Bb G# G
Into the ring to the shout of a great ole
Cm Bb G# G
Came the parade all prepared for a mighty fray
G
Matadors and picadors and toreadors
G
And who do you think as well
Verse 3
C G C
Trotting right behind them came the little white bull (little white bull)
C G C
How they laughed out loud to see the little white bull (little white bull)
F Em Dm C
Trotting 'round the giant arena with his head up high
F Em D G
Till the matador in the centre caught his tiny eye
C G C
Charging right up to him went the little white bull (little white bull)
F E Am
Charging twice and charging once again
F C
The matador cried toro little bull
G C
You're not a little bull you're a brave little bull
F C G C
You're gonna be a great little bull the best in Spain
F C
Then the crowd all shouted toro little bull
G C
You're not a little bull you're a brave little bull
F C G C
You're gonna be a great little bull the best in Spain
Outro
F C
So if you've got a little bull that's a white little bull
G C
It's quite possible that it might be the bull
G C
That's the best in Spain
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