Famous Man

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Famous Man

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Duration: 2:55

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[Intro] Uh, last night I shot someone And I feel—and today I wrote his biography Tomorrow I'm gonna die drunk This song's called "Famous Man" [Verse 1] Mother, last night I shot a famous man His music, his life, well I was his greatest fan Mother, now I'm sorry for the things that I did I've been hiding it all of my life, should've kept it still hid Should've kept it still hid [Verse 2] Mother, last night I shot a famous man Ain't it funny the things a man does 'cause he knows that he can When I raise my voice, it's a small feeble sound in the wind To make yourself heard in this big bad world You must know where to begin You must know where to begin [Verse 3] Mother, last night I shot a famous man But today I can't say it all went according to plan He just looked at me, he stared me straight in the eyes Now I know how he felt every day till he died Every day till he died [Verse 4] Mother, well now people listen to me I'm the king of America, some say that I'm the king of comedy Mother, now that I know what it means to be heard I wish I put down my gun, like he put down his guitar And I wish that I'd swallowed my words Wished I'd swallowed my words [Outro] Mother, I knew him, but he never knew me (Ah)

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  • John Wesley Harding