Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fools Paradise, artist - Billy Eckstine. Date of issue: 06.08.2012
Song language: English
Fools Paradise |
| As I write this letter to you, Darlin' |
| I can’t hold the teardrops from my eyes |
| For at sundown I will lay a-dyin' |
| At the door of the Fool’s Paradise |
| Rode into this cattle town this morning |
| Left my bearer to check the market price |
| And I walked into the nearest bar room |
| They call it the Fool’s Paradise |
| There the crowd was gay and girls were dancing |
| And the men were playing cards and dice |
| So I stepped up to the bar to join them |
| What a grand place, this Fool’s Paradise |
| It was then I showed to them your picture |
| I passed it around once or twice |
| Then a man insulted your sweet honour |
| At the bar of the Fool’s Paradise |
| So I slapped his face and I told him, I said |
| «You eat them words, Mister, or draw, that’s my advice» |
| And he said, «Well somebody might get hurt inside |
| But I’ll be glad to meet you in the street at sundown |
| At sundown in front of the Fool’s Paradise» |
| So goodbye my darlin', may God bless you |
| I go to make this sacrifice |
| And if ever you visit old Dodge City |
| Remember the Fool’s Paradise |