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caught him by the arm

He said: John Hardy come and go with me oh boy
John Hardy come and go with me
John Hardy come and go with me oh boy
John Hardy
runs the show
When the stage is the g-h-e-t-t-o

Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either peter, jane, or john or joe
But joe can't shoot
runs the show
When the stage is the g-h-e-t-t-o

Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either peter, jane, or john or joe
But joe can't shoot
John Hardy he was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot a man on the West virginia line
Might have seen John Hardy getting
the peace
Without a gun
From Abilene down to Galveston

When he rode by the general store
People crowded through the door
To see the legend and the man called
JOHN HENRY
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John Henry was a little bitty boy sittin' on his mommy's knee
When he picked up a hammer
John Hardy, he was a desperate little man
Carried two guns every day
Shot a man down by the West Virginia line
They saw John Hardy get away
They
know you ghetto when your boys push crack
And you buyin' crack from them so you can go smoke out back
You know you ghetto when your moms part of your
him by the arm,
He said, "Johnny, come and go along with me,
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me."
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell,
and took him by the arm,
He said, "Johnny, come and go along with me,
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me."
John Hardy stood in his old jail
When John Henry was just a little bitty boy no bigger than the palm of your hand
His mommy looked down at John Henry and say
Well Johnny you're gonna
John Henry was just a little bitty boy
No bigger than the palm of your hand
His mammy looked down at John Henry and say
Johnny you're gonna be
When John Henry was a little bitty boy
He picked up a hammer in his hand
Looked up at his mama and smilingly said
I want to be a steel drivin' man
him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me

John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me

John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
John Hardy, he was a desperate little man
Carried two guns every day
Shot a man down by the West Virginia line
They saw John Hardy get away
They
work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock

People said John was a slacker cause
Colene
And her peaches and cream
It'll give us a shot in the arm
Down at our Uncle John's farm

Rock on the porch swing
By the light of the moon
Wake up wake up 
Ghetto children 
Wake up wake up 
Ghetto children 

Ghetto boy 
You're my life 
And there's so much for you to protect
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise.
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
He
tell a nigga 
How you feel when they here 
This is for all those livin stars out there 
The ghetto legends (real niggas) 
Niggas that's really doin
gonna work? You know you owe me too much to stop." 
John said, "I got a little workin' to do but I ain't goin' by your clock."
People said John was
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise. 
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
He
The Arrival 
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in, 
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side. 
When they catch sight
up, wake up
Hey, hey

You're a ghetto boy
You're my life
And there's so much for you to protect and to save
And baby boy don't hit your wife