Lời bài hát: Steve Earle. The Kind.
Tell me a story 'bout a fella with a crazy dream
Everybody tells him that it won't amount to anything
He fires the shot heard around the world
He wins the prize and he gets the girl
That's the kind of story I like
The kind that makes you think
Sing me a song about a cowboy with an achin' heart
Ridin' along the lonesome prairie 'bout to fall apart
And every time those doggies moan
He doesn't feel so all alone
That's the kind of song that I like
The kind that breaks your heart
Paint me a picture of a girl with a secret smile
Lookin' back at ya 'cross the years through ancient eyes
You're standin' there like an open door
'Cause she's seen it all before
That's the kind of picture I like
The kind that makes you sigh
Everybody tells him that it won't amount to anything
He fires the shot heard around the world
He wins the prize and he gets the girl
That's the kind of story I like
The kind that makes you think
Sing me a song about a cowboy with an achin' heart
Ridin' along the lonesome prairie 'bout to fall apart
And every time those doggies moan
He doesn't feel so all alone
That's the kind of song that I like
The kind that breaks your heart
Paint me a picture of a girl with a secret smile
Lookin' back at ya 'cross the years through ancient eyes
You're standin' there like an open door
'Cause she's seen it all before
That's the kind of picture I like
The kind that makes you sigh
Earle, Steve
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