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זה שיר שאני מאוד אוהבת. אנ חושבת שזה מתאר תהליך מאוד יפה של נער שהיה במקום אחד ומצא את עצמו בקצה הנגדי.. חוץ מזה שהשיר יפה והחרוזים מגניבים.. הנה השיר.. למביני אנגלית שבניכם... King of Tony’s -Destiny In the dimly lit pool hall clouds of smoke hung low As the smell of leather jackets mixed with cheap cologne Leaning on a table a young man in his teens sharp eyes, skilled hands, pool cue And designer jeans. But there’s another table, decked out in satin white With an empty place by father’s side on this Friday night And mother’s waiting hopefully by the window sill For Dovie boy who's shootin pool in Tony’s Bar and Grill Where have you gone? Gone so far? We still love you even though you may be far, Far away… Super cool and accurate he’d win and never lose Everyone at Tony’s knows him as the King of the cues As mother’s praying silently, who will save his soul? Dovie shoots a backspin to a tune of Billy Joel. Sometimes late at night he sits back inside the haze Thinking of the times gone by, those old yeshiva days He remembers them quite clearly; it was the when he turned 15 Those sharp, warm embracing eyes of his rebbe, Rabbi Green. Dovie.. He could he heard him say. You’ll be a Talmid Chachom, one day … one day… Where have you gone?……… Stranger entered Tony’s, late one Sunday night Rack em up he said, I’m gonna beat the king tonight Wearing cowboy boots a cowboy hat and talking really mean But in the dim smoky light his face could not be seen Shot after shot, boy, this guy was no fake Dovie started sweatin his reputation was at stake The stranger had one easy shot left to win the game Dovie knew he’d lose and things would never be the same An amazing thing then happened, the stranger missed the shot The crowd thought it was an accident Dovie knew that it was not This guy had given him the game but why he wished he knew Dovie pulled away from the cheering crown and said: Hey thanks man, but who are you? The stranger said perhaps, it would be best to step outside so they made they’re way Out through the crowd to the street and to the light and Dovie saw him stare at him With eyes he once had seen the sharp embracing stare, the eyes of Rabbi Green The two of them stood silently looking into each other eyes Dovie was the first on to break the ice Hey Rebbe, that was the meanest game of pool I ever did see But what made you come here on this night to play… a bum like me Dovie the Rebbe said, you’re no bum, ‘cause I know you and where you’re coming from It’s never too late to change, don’t you see... The King of Tony’s was once me.. There’s a yeshiva out of town, now a source of pride and fame The Rosh Yeshiva’s a Talmid Chachom, Reb Dov is his name And during recess there’s a pool table where the students like to play But on one’s beat the Rosh Yeshiva till this very day.
זה שיר שאני מאוד אוהבת. אנ חושבת שזה מתאר תהליך מאוד יפה של נער שהיה במקום אחד ומצא את עצמו בקצה הנגדי.. חוץ מזה שהשיר יפה והחרוזים מגניבים.. הנה השיר.. למביני אנגלית שבניכם... King of Tony’s -Destiny In the dimly lit pool hall clouds of smoke hung low As the smell of leather jackets mixed with cheap cologne Leaning on a table a young man in his teens sharp eyes, skilled hands, pool cue And designer jeans. But there’s another table, decked out in satin white With an empty place by father’s side on this Friday night And mother’s waiting hopefully by the window sill For Dovie boy who's shootin pool in Tony’s Bar and Grill Where have you gone? Gone so far? We still love you even though you may be far, Far away… Super cool and accurate he’d win and never lose Everyone at Tony’s knows him as the King of the cues As mother’s praying silently, who will save his soul? Dovie shoots a backspin to a tune of Billy Joel. Sometimes late at night he sits back inside the haze Thinking of the times gone by, those old yeshiva days He remembers them quite clearly; it was the when he turned 15 Those sharp, warm embracing eyes of his rebbe, Rabbi Green. Dovie.. He could he heard him say. You’ll be a Talmid Chachom, one day … one day… Where have you gone?……… Stranger entered Tony’s, late one Sunday night Rack em up he said, I’m gonna beat the king tonight Wearing cowboy boots a cowboy hat and talking really mean But in the dim smoky light his face could not be seen Shot after shot, boy, this guy was no fake Dovie started sweatin his reputation was at stake The stranger had one easy shot left to win the game Dovie knew he’d lose and things would never be the same An amazing thing then happened, the stranger missed the shot The crowd thought it was an accident Dovie knew that it was not This guy had given him the game but why he wished he knew Dovie pulled away from the cheering crown and said: Hey thanks man, but who are you? The stranger said perhaps, it would be best to step outside so they made they’re way Out through the crowd to the street and to the light and Dovie saw him stare at him With eyes he once had seen the sharp embracing stare, the eyes of Rabbi Green The two of them stood silently looking into each other eyes Dovie was the first on to break the ice Hey Rebbe, that was the meanest game of pool I ever did see But what made you come here on this night to play… a bum like me Dovie the Rebbe said, you’re no bum, ‘cause I know you and where you’re coming from It’s never too late to change, don’t you see... The King of Tony’s was once me.. There’s a yeshiva out of town, now a source of pride and fame The Rosh Yeshiva’s a Talmid Chachom, Reb Dov is his name And during recess there’s a pool table where the students like to play But on one’s beat the Rosh Yeshiva till this very day.
