| Goin' to the Gate of Horn
| Ir a la Puerta de Horn
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| In my memory
| En mi memoria
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| Red light flickerin' on the tablecloth
| Luz roja parpadeando en el mantel
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| Big, dark beer in front of me
| Cerveza grande y oscura frente a mí
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| How I wish that I was there
| Como me gustaria estar ahi
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| Standin' at the bar
| De pie en el bar
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| Listenin' to Mr. Gibson play
| Escuchando al Sr. Gibson tocar
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| On his fine guitar
| En su fina guitarra
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| It’s a big old twelve-string
| Es un gran viejo de doce cuerdas
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| And it went like this
| Y fue asi
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| Gate of Horn, Gate of Horn
| Puerta de Horn, Puerta de Horn
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| Glad I was Chicago born
| Me alegro de haber nacido en Chicago
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| Gate of Horn
| Puerta de Cuerno
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| Meant everythin' to me
| Significaba todo para mí
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| I was barely seventeen
| yo apenas tenia diecisiete
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| Little salty and a little green
| Un poco salado y un poco verde
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| Gate of Horn meant everythin' to me
| Gate of Horn significaba todo para mí
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| Once in a while they’d play a jig
| De vez en cuando tocaban una giga
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| There was Judy and Peter and Josh and
| Estaban Judy y Peter y Josh y
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| Odetta
| Odetta
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| The Clancies and Mary and Paul made it better
| The Clancy y Mary and Paul lo mejoraron
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| Grossman and Tommy and Dickie and Lou
| Grossman y Tommy y Dickie y Lou
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| And when one was looking
| Y cuando uno miraba
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| McGuinn was there too
| McGuinn también estaba allí
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| Then they came and tore it down
| Luego vinieron y lo derribaron
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| Songbirds scattered and we all left town
| Los pájaros cantores se dispersaron y todos nos fuimos de la ciudad
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| Gate of Horn
| Puerta de Cuerno
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| Meant everythin' to me | Significaba todo para mí |