Lyrics:
stealing, yeah
Detroit legend (whoa)
Microphone legend, yeah
Sean a Legend
My bro is John Legend, yeah (whoa, whoa)
All this sunshine, it's still raining
the Sweet Delta Dawn"
Take me back to another morning
To a time so long ago
When the sweet Magnolia blossomed
Cotton fields as white as snow
Catfish John
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.
Mama said, Don't go
killed John Henry,
I'm gonna leave that allowing up to you,
Well, was he killed by hard work or was he killed by bad women
Be sure that this ain't
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen
Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men
Feared by the bad, loved by the good
Robin Hood,
give my all to you
Cuz this love inside my heart
Is something that I always knew
I feel like John Legend
Yeah
And I feel like
John Legend
John
hail Mary's please Father forgive us
Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas
They way y'all all follow Jigga
Hov's a livin' legend
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.
Mama said, Don't go
fogged up
Puffin' blunts, sippin' Goose, and damage
God Damn it's hard, but still, we gettin' by like rhino's
Ones that peel, crucified on the Earth for
how hard you trained
You ain't ready for this beat down
You see the logo
We wear the crown
No matter the field
It's our town
Legends
We superstars
fogged up
Puffin' blunts, sippin' Goose, and damage
God Damn it's hard, but still, we gettin' by like rhino's
Ones that peel, crucified on the Earth for
The sweet Delta dawn
Take me back to another morning
To a time so long ago
Where the sweet magnolia blossomed
Cotton fields are white as snow
Catfish John
could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend
She say I got a vanilla aftertaste
Cut his face, let him use his blood for his aftershave
Harrell Park, it
of Brother John;
She felt his eyes and she walked up beside him,
And she took him by the hand,
She said, "Brother John, it's so hard to be holy,
Would
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.
Mama said, Don't go
tarnished flask
You could hear every cigarette he'd smoked every time he laughed
Busker John Joe May
Is buried in an unmarked pauper's grave
Near the bells
John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.
Mama said, "Don't go near that
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.
Mama said, Don't go
John Legend's set (yeah)
Me and you could take a time
Watch the years and days and hours pass by (yeah)
Hey bae, you got the hourglass type shit
"This is called 'Hurt So Bad'. It's about pain." - John Legend
I think I messed up this time
I let you go and I
Can't get no sleep
Ohh...
With
the end
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)
Yo, the anticipation arose as time froze
The black men in the morgue were John Does
Lynched for
or a car or a train
There's gonna be some fine times and there's gonna be some pain
In the end it's a silhouette framed by the sun
And just The Monument
them right now
The darkness makes it hard to see the light
But the time is always right to do what's right
If you only knew
I'm just as scared
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