Unusual Child
Sun up and he'd be gone
On a leather strap around his neck
He wore a white bull horn.
He would be an Indian for a day
Riding bareback on the range
He called himself Cochise
But Jimmy was his name.
He was a western James Dean
He was a rebel he played wild
He was the first born in my family of five
He was a most unusual,
Most unusual
Unusual child.
There was Frankie and there was Billy
Oh but Jimmy was my favourite one
Seems rather strange to me
When I think of what he'd done.
So many times I wonder
What Jimmy was all about
He was sweet, he was crazy
And he was inside out.
Jimmy knew he'd die young
There wasn't anything he wouldn't try
One night he tried too hard
Goodbye Jimmy,
Goodbye.
Criança Incomum
Sol nascendo e ele já tinha sumido
Com uma tira de couro no pescoço
Ele usava um chifre de touro branco.
Ele seria um índio por um dia
Montando sem sela na pradaria
Ele se chamava Cochise
Mas o nome dele era Jimmy.
Ele era um James Dean do oeste
Era um rebelde, vivia na loucura
Ele era o primogênito na minha família de cinco
Ele era uma criança muito incomum,
Muito incomum
Criança incomum.
Tinha o Frankie e tinha o Billy
Oh, mas o Jimmy era meu favorito
Parece meio estranho pra mim
Quando penso no que ele fez.
Tantas vezes eu me pergunto
O que era o Jimmy
Ele era doce, ele era doido
E ele era do avesso.
Jimmy sabia que morreria jovem
Não havia nada que ele não tentasse
Uma noite ele tentou demais
Adeus, Jimmy,
Adeus.