Hank Snow — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Old Doc Brown
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Paroles
He was just an old country doctor
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly way
He served us one and all
Many a patient forgot to pay
Altho' doc’s fees were small
But Old Doc Brown didn’t seem to mind
He didn’t even send out bills
His only ambition was to find
It seems, sure cures for aches and ills
Why nearly half the folks in my home town
Yes, I’m one of them too
Were ushered in by Old Doc Brown
When we made our first debut
Tho' he needed his dimes and there were times
That he’d receive a fee
He’d pass it on to some poor soul
That needed it worse than he But when the depression hit our town
And drained each meager purse
The scanty income of Old Doc Brown
Just went from bad to worse
He had to sell all of his furniture
Why, he couldn’t even pay his office rent
So to a dusty room over a Livery stable
Doc Brown and his practice went
On the hitchin' post at the curb below
To advertise his wares
He nailed a little sign that read
'Doc Brown has moved upstairs'
There he kept on helpin' folks get well
And his heart was just pure gold
But anyone with eyes could see
That Doc was gettin' old
And then one day he didn’t even answer
When they knocked upon his door
Old Doc Brown was a-lyin' down
But his soul — was no more
They found him there in an old black suit
And on his face was a smile of content
But all the money they could find on him
Was a quarter and a copper cent
So they opened up his ledger
And what they saw gave their hearts a pull
Beside each debtor’s name
Old Doc had (*writ) these words, 'Paid in full'
It looked like the potter’s field for Doc
That caused us some alarm
'Til someone 'membered the family graveyard
Out on the Simmons farm
Old doc had brought six of their kids
And Simmons was a grateful cuss
He said, Doc’s been like one of the family
So, you can let him sleep with us Old Doc should have had a funeral
Fine enough for a king
It’s a ghastly joke that our town was broke
And no one could give a thing
'Cept Jones, the undertaker
He did mighty well
Donatin' an old iron casket
That he’d never been able to sell
And the funeral procession, it wasn’t much
For grace and pomp and style
But those wagon loads of mourners
They stretched out for more than a mile
And we breathed a prayer as we laid him there
To rest beneath the sod
This man who’d earned the right
To be on speaking terms with God
His grave was covered with flowers
But not from the floral shops
Just roses and things from folks' garden
And one or two dandelion pots
For the depression had hit our little town hard
And each man carried a load
So some just picked the wildflowers
As they passed along the road
We wanted to give him a monument
Kinda figured we owed him one
'Cause he’d made our town a better place
For all the good he’d done
But monuments cost money
So, we did the best we could
And on his grave we gently placed
A monument — of wood
We pulled up that old hitchin' post
Where Doc had nailed his sign
And we painted it white and to all of us It certainly did look fine
Now the rains and snow has washed away
Our white trimmings of paint
And there ain’t nothin' left but Doc’s own sign
And that is gettin' faint
Still, when southern breezes and flickering stars
Caress our sleeping town
And the pale moon shines through Kentucky pines
On the grave of Old Doc Brown
You can still see that old hitchin' post
As if an answer to our prayers
Mutely telling the whole wide world
Doc Brown has moved up stairs
Traduction des paroles
C'était juste un vieux médecin de campagne
Dans une petite ville du Kentucky
La gloire et la fortune l'avaient dépassé mais nous ne l'avons jamais vu froncer les sourcils
Comme jour après jour à sa bonne manière
Il nous a tous servis
Beaucoup de patients ont oublié de payer
Les frais d'Altho' doc étaient faibles
Mais le Vieux Doc Brown ne semblait pas s'en soucier
Il n'a même pas envoyé de factures
Sa seule ambition était de trouver
Il semble, sûr guérit les maux et les maux
Pourquoi près de la moitié des gens dans ma ville natale
Oui, je suis l'un d'eux aussi
Ont été inaugurés par le Vieux Doc Brown
Quand nous avons fait nos premiers débuts
Tho ' il avait besoin de ses dix cents et il y avait des moments
Qu'il recevrait des honoraires
Il le transmettrait à une pauvre âme
Cela en avait besoin pire que lui mais quand la dépression a frappé notre ville
Et drainé chaque sac à main maigre
Le maigre revenu du Vieux Doc Brown
Juste allé de mal en pire
Il a dû vendre tous ses meubles
Pourquoi, il ne pouvait même pas payer son loyer de bureau
Donc dans une pièce poussiéreuse sur une écurie de livrée
Doc Brown et son cabinet sont allés
Sur le poteau d'attelage au bord du trottoir ci-dessous
Pour annoncer ses marchandises
Il a cloué un petit signe qui disait
'Doc Brown a déménagé à l'étage
Là, il a gardé sur helpin' les gens à aller mieux
Et son cœur était tout simplement de l'or pur
Mais n'importe qui avec des yeux pouvait voir
Que le Doc était gettin' vieux
Et puis un jour il n'a même pas répondu
Quand ils ont frappé à sa porte
Le Vieux Doc Brown mentait
Mais son âme n'était plus
Ils l'ont trouvé dans un vieux costume noir
Et sur son visage était un sourire de contenu
Mais tout l'argent qu'ils pouvaient trouver sur lui
Était un quart et un cent de cuivre
Alors ils ont ouvert son registre
Et ce qu'ils ont vu a donné à leur cœur une attraction
À côté du nom de chaque débiteur
Ancien Doc avait (*writ) ces mots, "payé en totalité"
On aurait dit le champ du Potier pour Doc
Qui nous a causé une certaine inquiétude
"Jusqu'à ce que quelqu'un" membre du cimetière de la famille
Sur la ferme Simmons
Le vieux doc avait amené six de leurs enfants
Et Simmons était un juron reconnaissant
Il a dit, Doc a été comme un membre de la famille