Biografía:
William Edwin "Ed" Bruce, Jr. (9 de Dezembro de 1939) é cantor e compositor de música country estadunidense. É conhecido por ter composto a canção "Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys".
Nasceu em Keiser, Arkansas, e cresceu em Memphis, Tennessee. Em 1957, na idade de 17 anos, ele foi ver Jack Clement, um engenheiro de gravação para a Sun Records. Bruce chamou a atenção do proprietário da Sun Sam Phillips, para quem ele compôs e gravou "Rock Boppin 'Baby" (como "Edwin Bruce").
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
D G D D A D
[Chorus]
D G D
There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
A D
And broken down pickers and dreamers like me
G D
Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
A D
And the juke box is playing Hank Williams for free
[Verse 1]
D G D
I've worked in pool rooms and bar rooms and bed rooms
A D
Fron Cheyenne to Memphis, there ain't nothin' new
G D
Hard bodied young cowgirls, too many state fair bulls
A D
I rode 'em all till I'm busted and bruised
[Chorus]
D G D
There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
A D
And broken down pickers and dreamers like me
G D
Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
A D
And the juke box is playing Hank Williams for free
[Solo]
D G D D A D
[Verse 2]
D G D
Now I've picked my guitar till my fingers blistered
A D
Bleedin and sweating and staining my jeans
G D
They tried to whip me but more didn't than did
A D
I'm proud of my dues and God has six strings
[Chorus]
D G D
There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
A D
And broken down pickers and dreamers like me
G D
Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
A D
And the juke box is playing Hank Williams for free
A D
And they'll never stay home and their always alone even with someone they love
[Outro]
D G D D A D
D G D D A D
[Chorus]
D G D
There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
A D
And broken down pickers and dreamers like me
G D
Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
A D
And the juke box is playing Hank Williams for free
[Verse 1]
D G D
I've worked in pool rooms and bar rooms and bed rooms
A D
Fron Cheyenne to Memphis, there ain't nothin' new
G D
Hard bodied young cowgirls, too many state fair bulls
A D
I rode 'em all till I'm busted and bruised
[Chorus]
D G D
There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
A D
And broken down pickers and dreamers like me
G D
Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
A D
And the juke box is playing Hank Williams for free
[Solo]
D G D D A D
[Verse 2]
D G D
Now I've picked my guitar till my fingers blistered
A D
Bleedin and sweating and staining my jeans
G D
They tried to whip me but more didn't than did
A D
I'm proud of my dues and God has six strings
[Chorus]
D G D
There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
A D
And broken down pickers and dreamers like me
G D
Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
A D
And the juke box is playing Hank Williams for free
A D
And they'll never stay home and their always alone even with someone they love
[Outro]
D G D D A D
Ed Kowalczyk
Ed Kuepper
ed motta
Ed Patrick
Ed Prosek
Eddi Reader
Eddie & The Hot (...)
Eddie + Finbar F (...)
Eddie Berman
Eddie Blazquez