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
Mad John came down from Birmingham very hastily
And from Borstal he had ran
He made it down to Torquay
Good boy Mad John
Mad John holed up
In
This song was first released on the John Denver Album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Life is so good
Life is so good these days
of lies
John the Revelator, he's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
to get ahead
Preying on the people
Trying to get inside their heads
John Oaks is really stand-up
He won't take shit lying down
He calls it like he
At the levee
And I'm a child of a backseat freedom, baptized by rock and roll
Marilyn Monroe and the Garden of Eden, never grow up, never grow old
Just
of lies
John the Revelator, he's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
pull up in the Bentley
Know say I be legend legend
Legend legend legend faaji legend
I say make you forgive me make you free me
If I bring your
Well, John Henry was a little baby
Sittin' on his dady's knee
He pick up a hammer and a little piece of steel,
And cried, "Hammer's gonna be
I drove a beat up tractor down a one lane road
Pick her up early and away we'd go
Down to the river by the edge of her daddy's farm
We used to lay
want to know, how does the song go
Come hear Uncle John's Band by the riverside
Got some things to talk about, here beside the rising tide
Come
want to know, how does the song go
Come hear Uncle John's Band by the riverside
Got some things to talk about, here beside the rising tide
Come
From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime
Made him a legend in his time
there is no place to get filled
Up the way you could at John's
John taught me a whole lot about
Country music because he loved it
We'd sit up and listen
I drove a beat up tractor down a one lane road
Pick her up early and away we'd go
Down to the river by the edge of her daddy's farm
We used to lay
From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime
made him a legend in his time
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town
He grabbed the grey goose by
I didn't come here to make friends
We were born to be suburban legends
When you hold me, it holds me together
And you kiss me in a way that's gonna
what I want to know
How does the song go
Come hear uncle john's band
By the riverside
Got some things to talk about
Here beside the rising tide
want
Oh Lord, he want
Lord, I got up one mornin', well, it looked like rain
Look around the curve, come a passenger train
Lord, John
Lord, John Henry
The sooner you go the quicker you'll be back
You've been cooped up on an island far too long
Shine your light
Movin' on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John
John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've
here on the ladder of my life
It's much too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning
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