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laughed about how good things used to be
This big city ain't good for me
I'll meet you down by the cottonwood tree

I need a John Doe on a John Deere
from Bowlin' Green

Long John stood on the railroad tie
Waitin' for freight train to come by
Freight train came by puffin' and flyin'
Oughta seen
the John Birch Society, the John Birch Society
Fighting for the right to fight the right fight for the Right
Join the John Birch Society as we're marching
laughed about how good things used to be
This big city ain't good for me
I'll meet you down by the cottonwood tree

I need a John Doe on a John Deere
floor
And I'm standing over by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Yeah, every eye gaping on John Finn's wife

Now John Finn's wife
when she's gone without a trace

But I'd love to take your place you lucky dog
As you hold her in your arms you're so blinded by her charms
I know my
the moon struck one

Julie came running through the pasture, she was screaming at the sky
She fell down to her knees and the tears did fly
Little John
Lawd, Lawd. Gonna cause de death of me

John Henry, he had a woman
Her name was Mary Magdalene
She would go to de tunnel and sing for John
Jes'
Go find John 
Hiding in the backyard 
Crying cause his hands hurt 
All the thorns 

Crying for you to 
Go find John 
Scattered and bewildered
Drowning for your thirst
Drowning for your thirst
Drowning for your thirst
Getting off the candelabra
We call her Barbara
Breeding like larva
She
her and drew her to the bank.
Her clothes all wet and muddy, they laid her on a plank.

Then sent for John Lewis to come to that place --
And brought
(Olivia Newton-john/John Capek)

As a young girl I came here by the sea
To a new home for my family
It welcome us with open arms
A chance to live my
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise. 
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
He
seems too hard 
We're lucky that we have their love 
'Cause some can only dream 
So I never take for granted what I know means everything 

We are
at the slamming of the door
Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John
to see her sweet face when I wake

She makes me feel like a man 
Oh oh
I can't recall
That she asked me for anything

As long as I wake by her side
at the slamming of the door
Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said
As bright as you are, don't get burned by your lucky star 
Bright as you are, don't get burned by your lucky star

Written down in hard bound books
put me through a living hell
Dear john
You left me with nothin to do
Dear john
Dear john
I'm leaving you
I'm leaving you

dear john
By now you're
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
She's a little old-fashioned
She's a little new way
She's got her own kind of passion
And I'm glad to say
That I'm a lucky guy
She's standin' by
pretends she's window shopping furnishing a home
For a husband who will come along and take her from this life
For now a John will come along and take her
was twenty one with her life ahead
You don't need to know her name
She breathed her last on the cold stone floor of a Hollywood arcade
But fate's
Then hanged he shall be.

Then he called his sailors all
By one, by two, by three
John Barbour was the first he called
But the last came down was
lady
An real Canadian girl

From the river of saint john to the old Saskatchewan
Up along the caribou she'll paddle her canoe
She loves the bears