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Albums:

The Complete Syl Johnson on Hi Records (Syl Johnson) · Back for a Taste: The Syl Johnson Story (1971-78) (Syl Johnson) · The Best of Syl Johnson: The Hi Records Years (Syl Johnson) · Syl (Strapping Young Lad) · Marvelous Marv Johnson/More Marv Johnson (Marv Johnson) · One More Try for Love (Ronnie Milsap) · Try My Love (Jeremy Jordan) · Try My Love (Jeremy Jordan) · Try and Love Again (Booker T. Jones) · Don't Try This at Home (Billy Bragg) – and 90 other albums »


We like a great big Johnson
We like a great big Johnson
We like a great big Johnson

Big momma please don't give me drama 'bout my love hummer
If
Grady Johnson was a common man
Four children and some bottom land
Early to bed he said well that ain't me
I gotta spend some time with my family
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
breakfast make love all through the day
If we're not back in love by Monday we can go our sep'rate ways

If we're not back in love by Monday we can't say
put her on the back of my bike
And a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm

Now rainy days never turned me on
But something about
By Mark Johnson

Beyond this world came a power
Struck into me I don't know how
It happened slow I want you to know
Her love is true music and it
an old, old friend
Just like a used to be
Well, I know by heart the words
She wrote to me

Oh yeah, well, well

She said, "Dear Mister Johnson
Please sent
to know, my heart's aglow 
Cara cara cara, bella bella bella, baby, 
Darling I love you so . . . 

Cara means 'dearest one', lovely divine, 
Bella means
Oh, I love you baby, I love you night and day
When I leave you, baby, don't cry the night away
When I die, don't you write no words upon my tomb
I
Oh I love you baby
I love you night and day
When i leave you baby don't cry the night away
When i die
Don't you write no words upon my tomb
I
the buildings
Me love you like a father
Me ready and me willing
Anything what you a talk
Is law in my dominion
And me have similar thoughts
I share the same
that neck, not playing with a full deck 

Make a nigga sweat below the waist line by my johnson 

Where my tools kept, who I be? The code name PMD
Raspberry beret, I think I love her

Built the way she was, she had the nerve to ask me
If I meant to do her any harm
So I put her on the back of my bike
You're wondering what my problem really is
Next time you're in Tulsa go see Mrs Johnson
And you'll be looking my problem right between the eyes
Next time
a worthy pool 
Of peers to be competed with
I see my shit with Son House and Syl Johnson
And always loose, I done lost face too 
But I'm sporting their
put her on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm

Now rainy days never turned me on
But something about
So come and lie here by my side
'cause your love it hurts so good
Every time, every time

Maybe I'm a fool for loving you
Maybe I'm a fool
Maybe I'm
here
I put her on the back of my bike
And we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm

I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something
Johnson's Mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dippin' nude.

Well I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right there 
Enchanted by the beauty
here
I put her on the back of my bike
And we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm

I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something
Ooh I love you baby, I love you night and day 
When I leave you baby, don't cry the night away 
When I die, don't you write no words upon my tomb
A piece of my childhood will never be forgotten

It was just an old plywood boat
A '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands on the wheel
I
love with me
If you want to be my lover

Chased her up through Johnson city
Led a bloodhound by the trail
I followed her to Harlan
Where the coal
here
I put her on the back of my bike
And we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm

I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something
rotten
A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten

It was just on old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two