Letras:
Bob King

the ladies and the rose of San Antone I grew up on music that we called Western Swing It don't matter who's in, Austin, Bob Wills is still the king

Tradução: Mould, Bob. Fort Knox, el rey Salomón.

Tradução: Waylon Jennings. Bob Wills sigue siendo el rey.

de musica, amor y oportunidades; ideales de un loco arlequin que toco fin, por sonar despierto, acabo muerto como Luther King, Martin, nos dijo adios

this blinging it's like you forgot Use cheddar as the bait den you recruit a rat So we listen couple speech of Martin Luther chat Dennis Brown, Bob Marley

off on Rodney King, Millions vex, still dem couldn't do nothing, king Selassie mi sing yeah. Some a fling fiya bolt some a flash lightning, king selassie mi king

fi bun dem dark Memba di fire inna Steeple Chase Park Bun confusion mek di whole ah dem scorch Bun illusion and mek di whole ah dem scorch Dis King Selassi

dumb as an ape doing nothing Superman never made any money For saving the world from Solomon Grundy And sometimes I despair the world will never see Another man like him Hey Bob

: (Bob Welch) Don't think your dreams are sane They're taking over your life I stuck to you but I found out That you was the crazy kind Now way inside