Honky Cat Honky Cat Cara legal Elton John Elton John Elton John Music by Elton John Music by Elton John Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Honky Château Available on the album Honky Château Available on the album Honky Château When I look back boy I must have been green When I look back boy I must have been green Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream Quando olho pra trás Eu devia estar sonhando Looking for an answer trying to find a sign Looking for an answer trying to find a sign Bailando pelo campo, Pescando num riacho. Until I saw your city lights honey I was blind Until I saw your city lights honey I was blind Buscando uma resposta Tentando encontrar um sinal They said get back honky cat They said get back honky cat Até enxergar as luzes da cidade, Querida, eu estava cego. Better get back to the woods Better get back to the woods Well I quit those days and my redneck ways Well I quit those days and my redneck ways Eles dizem, volte, cara legal, And oh the change is gonna do me good And oh the change is gonna do me good É melhor voltar para a floresta You better get back honky cat You better get back honky cat Mas eu desisti daquele tempo e do meu jeito caipira Living in the city ain't where it's at Living in the city ain't where it's at E, (oh oh oh) a mudança vai me fazer bem It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine It's like trying to drink whisky from a bottle of wine It's like trying to drink whisky from a bottle of wine Well I read some books and I read some magazines Well I read some books and I read some magazines É melhor você voltar, cara legal About those high class ladies down in New Orleans About those high class ladies down in New Orleans Morar na cidade não é lá essas coisas And all the folks back home well, said I was a fool And all the folks back home well, said I was a fool É como tentar achar ouro numa mina de prata They said oh, believe in the Lord is the golden rule They said oh, believe in the Lord is the golden rule É como tentar beber whisky numa garrafa de vinho They said stay at home boy, you gotta tend the farm They said stay at home boy, you gotta tend the farm Living in the city boy, is going to break your heart Living in the city boy, is going to break your heart But how can you stay, when your heart says no But how can you stay, when your heart says no Bom, eu li alguns livros e li umas revistas How can you stop when your feet say go How can you stop when your feet say go Falando daquelas moças da classe alta lá de New Orleans E todo mundo lá em casa dizia que eu era um bôbo,