Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
The Glorious Sons

Gordie

 

Gordie

(album: The Union - 2014)


To be King
With all my friends
Celebrate every night
And get up and celebrate again.
'Cause we've all seen
Clint Eastwood kill a man
And we'd pay good money
To see the cowboy in him again.

'Cause there's the right way,
And there's the wrong way,
Hey!
Let's do it our way,
Let's do it our way,
Let's do it our way!

Stay young, loved and envy
And find comfort somewhere there.
I wanna be like Gord Downie,
The old men are so jealous here.
And I won't let it happen,
Won't have no
Sweet child of mine.
If they were just as good as Gordie,
They'd have made their dreams on time.

'Cause there's the right way,
And there's the wrong way.
Hey!
Let's do it our way,
Let's do it our way,
Let's do it our way!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Let's do it our way.

'Cause there's the right way,
And there's the wrong way,
Hey!
Let's do it our way,
Let's do it our way.

To be King,
With all my friends.
Celebrate every night,
And get up and celebrate again.

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?