Billy Jack
Curtis Mayfield
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Just out of Monday I run into a friend Down the street, down the street Where I live Sad things begin I could feel from within From the message, from the message He had to give About a buddy of mine He run out of time, his life run out of time Somebody past noon, shot across the room And now the man no longer lives Too bad about him Too sad about him Don't get me wrong, the man is gone But it's a wonder, he lived this long Up in the city they called him Boss Jack But down home he was an alley cat Ah, didn't care nothing about being black Oh, Billy Jack There can't be no fun, can't be no fun To be shot, shot with a hand gun Your body sprawled out, you without a doubt Running people out, there on the floor Sad bloody mess Shot all up in his chest, shot in his chest One sided duel, gun and a fool, ah What a way to go Up in the city they called him Boss Jack But down home he was a alley cat Ah, didn't care nothin' 'bout being Black Oh, Billy Jack
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Written by: Curtis Mayfield
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