Alain Bashung — C'Est La Faute A Dylan song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "C'Est La Faute A Dylan" by Alain Bashung.
Lyrics
Lorsque j’ai quitté ma squaw
Mon bout de ferme
Dans un comté proche
De Clermont-Ferrand
Le shérif venait de faire construire
La sienne
Pour y loger l’adjoint et sa maman
Sing along Bob
Sing, sing along Zimmerman
J’suis cow-boy à Paname
Mais c’est la faute à Dylan
Place de l’opéra
Un flic du genre texan
M’a dit tout en essuyant ses Ray-Ban
Mon gars t’es pas d’ici reprends ta selle
Sinon j’te fous fissa en cabane
Sing along Bob
Sing, sing along Zimmerman
J’suis cow-boy à Paname
Mais c’est la faute à Dylan
J’avais un rendez-vous avec mon pote le Kid
Dans un salon perdu du vieux Pigalle
Le Kid m’a dit man ici y’a pas d’emploi
Si t’es pas partant pour le nu intégral
Sing along Bob
Sing, sing along Zimmerman
J’suis cow-boy à Paname
Mais c’est la faute à Dylan
J’ai traîné mes boots des rios de Barbès
Jusqu’aux prairies de l’or noir
De Longchamp
Mais j’n’aurais pas cru que j’finirai ma vie
Portier dans un hotel pour hommes en blanc
Sing along Bob
Sing, sing along Zimmerman
J’suis cow-boy à Paname
Mais c’est la faute à Dylan
Lyrics translation
When I left my squaw
My farm end
In a nearby county
De Clermont-Ferrand
The sheriff just had it built.
His
To accommodate the assistant and his mother
Sing along Bob
Sing, sing along Zimmerman
I'm a cowboy in Paname
But it's Dylan's fault.
Opera square
A Texas cop
Told me while wiping his Ray-Ban
Dude, you're not from here. get your seat back.
Otherwise I'll fuck you in the cabin.
Sing along Bob
Sing, sing along Zimmerman
I'm a cowboy in Paname
But it's Dylan's fault.
I had a date with my buddy The Kid.
In a lost living room of old Pigalle
The Kid told me man there's no job here
If you're not up for the full nude
Sing along Bob
Sing, sing along Zimmerman
I'm a cowboy in Paname
But it's Dylan's fault.
I dragged my boots from the rivers of Barbès
To the prairies of Black Gold
From Longchamp
But I wouldn't have thought I'd end my life
Doorman in a hotel for men in white
Sing along Bob
Sing, sing along Zimmerman
I'm a cowboy in Paname
But it's Dylan's fault.