Lyrics:
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Johnny was a good man
Oh, yeah
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
Just because
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Johnny was a good man
Oh, yeah
Woman hold her head and cry
'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
Just because
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Denying the refunds of your Hart-fans; so you quit Nick to be a cultist
You weren't acting all so T.U.F.F, when
Album:(The Chad Mitchell Trio Collection)
When Johnny comes marching home again,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then,
Hurrah!
2 Peter 2:20
Words by Bob Hartman
Music by Bob Hartman and John Elefante
There are things that look attractive
On the surface of despair
There are
oh
Johnny was a good man
oh yeah
Woman hold her head and cry
Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
Just because of the system
Woman
world
Ever since his father left
His brain been like a whirlpool
Swirlin' with thoughts
Turned Johnny into a mad kid
Left him feeling all alone just like
What happened here
As the New York sunset disappeared
I found an empty garden among the flagstones there
Who lived here
He must have been a gardener
Captain Hartman called me JG
Yet I've always been a Sailor for free
If I have it my way, i'll roll in a Corps tank anyway, paying no toll
To prove
Captain Hartman called me JG
Yet I've always been a Sailor for free
If I have it my way, i'll roll
In a Corps tank anyway, paying no toll
To prove
, Johnny, Johnny
I, I, I decide to defy
Kill my trust if you must, but in my blood there is the lust
For life, that's right
Apache blood is in my heart,
I'm a native of this place, please don't kick me in my face
My race has been disgraced
Won't somebody testify kick a hole right in the sky
Wind
(of my Soul) " and I'm a hard headed woman
So I've been told yeah, music's just sound
We're just ears
Why are you affected by what who hears?
If
knew him
Little Johnny never quite fit in the same
Raised by the system
Little johhny caught the disease
Of irony and poverty and eveything between
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Psalm 104:4, Luke 3:6
When the weight of the world begins to show
When the flames of faith begin to die
your four points O's
And Benz five hundreds it all points to oh
Now you niggas 'memba me
Tell me how could you forget, back to johnny's album cover
I'm a native of this place, please don't kick me in my face
My race has been disgraced
Won't somebody testify kick a hole right in the sky
I'm a native of this place, please don't kick me in my face
My race has been disgraced
Won't somebody testify kick a hole right in the sky
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on 2 Thessalonians 2:15, 2 Timothy 3:14, Philippians 1:6
I've been to the party and I left alone
And I've danced with
By Bob Hartman
Based on 1 John 5:11
First He calls out
Into your darkness
He woos gently
And you have to choose
But the choice is easy
It's light
somebody knows
There's a lying in your silence. Tell me where did Johnny go?
Poor Katie, she won't even speak his name
None of us will ever be the same
It's
There's no hope for me, see??
My path has been chosen I'm Johnny be
Johnny be, how much there is to see
Just open your eyes, and listen to me
Straight
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
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