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floor
And I'm standing over by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Yeah, every eye gaping on John Finn's wife

Now John Finn's wife
John Henry was a li'l baby, uh-huh
Sittin' on his mama's knee, oh, yeah,
Said: "De Big Bend Tunnel on de C & O road
Gonna cause de death of me
It's a big, big long road
Costs about 14 dollars
That's in tolls
A New Jersey turnpike ???!

Big road
By myself

It was around exit number 4
is gone
And the fox is on the town o

Then John he went to the top of the hill
Blew his horn both loud and shrill
The fox, he said, I better flee
the honey
A-ooo-wee 
Baby, way there over there by the apple tree

Now, look-a-there
She kind-a, big n' fat
Now, look-a-there 
A-but it ain't like that
Now,
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
a big fall
I think we're headed for a bad time

I'm going to go downstairs
And sit in that chair you like

I want to put a John Prine record on
Yes
proved to you!

There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John Henry laid.
Buckle up and let's have some fun

Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law
Booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for
Buckle up and let's have some fun

Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law
Booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for
bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only

I never fucked Nicki cause she got a man
But when that's over then I'm the first in line
that's been proved to you!

There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John
that's been proved to you!

There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John
the top,
28 minutes to Sparkle Berry Swamp.
Come over here give me a kiss,
Lord don't make it no better than this!

[Chorus]
Red dirt roads and big
this I see?"
Great big horse said "I don't know, slow down you, follow me."

Great big horse said "over there's a hill I used to climb."
He took
Worked all his life in the rail yards
Summer heat, winter cold
He sits by the fire, now he’s retired
But he don’t really feel all that old

She comes
Silver bullets 
Head green ton stud 
Black cat bone 
The heebee-jeebees 
John the Conqueroo's personal voodoo keys 

Way over yonder 
Over on yonder's wall
With such an evil mind

I pushed the buttons on her blaster
John coltrane began to bop
I started workin' on a solid rhythm
With horns over the top
a heck of a lot of noise....
(No, we don't either.)
Um, because uh, well, you know, there's, the big city isn't around here,
(oh sure) and once, we do hear
Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P

Bob your head. Rag top.
Bob your head. Rag top.
Bob your head. Rag top.
Bob your
Stadium
Come the heralds top the New Dark Age
With the simplicities of bigotry
And to whom all the word's a stage
These little John Bullshits know that
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
a heck of a lot of noise....
(No, we don't either.)
Um, because uh, well, you know, there's, the big city isn't around here,
(oh sure) and once, we do hear
Anybody here, seen my old friend John, can you tell me where he's 
Gone? 

Were at the Trademark, the motorcade is coming by here, I can see many 
Many
thought got better over night
So what’s shaking, a complication

I though by now I’d be 5’11”
I’d be hanging out with the top banana
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