Tonalità: Bb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Well I remember William
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We wer en't much more than kids
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His family lived in a run down shack
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Like the rest of the white trash did
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Verse 2
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Now me and ole William
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We used to smoke out behind the barn
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Til his daddy caught him
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stealing cigarettes
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I still think he broke William's arm
Interlude 1
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Verse 3
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When I was drinkin my first beer
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Ole William was getting high
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He got kicked out of school
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for fightin and drugs
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And he stayed out late at night
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Verse 4
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He never said too much about home
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Or the bruises on his back
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I asked him about em one time
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But he never answered back
Verse 5
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Yeah William
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You grew up hard and mean
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You weren't the apple
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of your mama's eye
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And your daddy was a burned out fiend
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Verse 6
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For what it's worth now William
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I know you could've had a heart of gold
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But I don't think you ever
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knew that you had one
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I don't think you were ever
Interlude 2
told
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He spent a year in reform
Verse 7
school
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Cause he broke in a hardware store
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Now me and William lost
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track of each other
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I never saw him much anymore
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Verse 8
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The last time I seen William
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He was married and had two kids
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He tried to raise em like
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he was supposed to
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But sometimes he raised
em like his daddy did
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Verse 9
Yeah William
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You grew up hard and mean
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You weren't the apple
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of your mama's eye
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And your daddy was a burned out fiend
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Verse 10
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For what it's worth now William
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I know you could've had a heart of gold
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But I don't think you ever
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knew that you had one
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I don't think you were ever told
Interlude 3
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Verse 11
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Well just last Sunday mornin
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Momma called me on the phone
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Said there's a story in the
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paper about William
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She just thought I might like to know
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Verse 12
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He got shot by a city cop
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While he was robbin a local drugstore
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He was survived by two hungry kid s,
a wife
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And a pool of blood on the floor
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Verse 13
Yeah William
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You grew up hard and mean
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You weren't the apple
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of your mama's eye
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And your daddy was a burned out fiend
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Verse 14
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For what it's worth now William
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I know you could've had a heart of gold
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But I don't think you ever
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knew that you had one
Dm
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I don't think you were ever told
Outro 1
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F
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