Lyrics:
And I'm standing over by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Now John Finn's wife was something
to do
and what they want me to do is come through
and have a little fun
John Reuben a little bit lanky
a little six-foot-one
havin' a good time everytime
I don't need no clique
I roll on my own just like John Wick
You can call me the boogeyman
But a real monster is what I truly am
Nowadays this
walked up 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
right at all
But to stand up for my family I had to take a fall
It was 1923, I was walking by myself
I was told I should not be there and they dragged me
wherever I am
The air was so thick
It been kissed by the water
And there were signs of busier times
I sat down and cried right beside the Green River
Riddled
Love being by myself
All I need is
Love being by myself
All I need is
Love being by myself
All I need is
Me, myself, and I
Myself and I
Love being
to Long John, "Don't take me for a fool.
If you didn't cut your ears and tail, I'd think you were a mule (Yeah!) I'd think you were a mule."
Long John, he
to smile
But I'll say what I'm thinking now
In my best John Prine style
Hey there, America
Hey there, it's late
The streets are all empty
In all 50 states
the judge, "free my girl"
Man, I did it by myself
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I, nigga
Me, myself, and I
I believe I'm John Wayne
They call me John Wayne
You know you've got it coming
I'll tell it to you straight
I'm coming for you very soon
I
First John chapter three
Verse four men
A search warrant
Has been put out
Show me your hands get down
Amongst men, what is sin, The transgression
like John Wick
(John Wick)
We let bullets go, fuck the opps
Them niggas not 'bout shit
(Hol' up, 'Bout shit)
Pull up by myself, just a few niggas
I rock
Another one is gone today, this time it's John Prine
Time to check him out and spin a few
I never really listened when he was in his prime
But
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
"Lee," the sargeant said to me, "acting on my discretion
It is my solemn duty to arrest you on suspicion"
They put me in a carriage, I was driven
pumped gas for a living and
He fixed tires on the side
And I guess old John could fix most anything
If you didn't push it he'd try
And he gave me my first
to John Connor
He would like me
We could have shared a remarkable friendship
I never intended any harm, I'm so sorry
Please accept my apologies for
Any
a deputy and he caught him by the arm
Saying Johnny come and go with me poor boy
Johnny come and go with me
Johnny come and go with me poor boy
Johnny
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,
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
I love to get a check, I feel like John Gotti
She love to give me neck, I feel like John Gotti
Dese racks they up on deck, I feel like John Gotti
angry even then
And he was angry even then
Educated by an Anglican clergyman
Old John Prince was a smart one
Until 1833 he lived in England
As a lawyer
the best!
Told me break a leg...
All my peers said
I turned me into a wild beast as soon I got on stage,
Yah
Said I did it, by myself, don't need help
I done
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