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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
Kind friends, warning take by me
Not every pirate’s sailing the sea

Long John Silver, Long John Silver
Don’t bet your shirt on Long John Silver
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw

Dear John I knew you
About as well as anyone
We were the wild ones
So sure those days would
By Michael Brown
Oh, we're meetin' at the courthouse at eight o'clock tonight
You just walk in the door and take the first turn to the right
Be
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
law, undenied
And most of all I dreamed I forgot the day John Kennedy died

I dreamed that I could do the job that others hadn't done
I dreamed that
gettin' away
You oughta seen John Hardy gettin' away
John Hardy stood in that old baroom,
So drunk that he could not see.
And a man walked up and took
come and go with me

John Hardy had a mother and a father too
He sent for them to come and go his bail
There was not no bail out for a murdering man
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
Pops, did you hear the story of Long John Dean?
Not yet drummer
A bold bank robber from Bowlin' Green
Was sent to the jail house yesterday
But
gettin' away....
You oughta seen John Hardy gettin' away....
John Hardy stood in that old baroom,
So drunk that he could not see.
And a man walked up
goodbye

We could not go on
Living like we were
I was just about to write
A Dear John note to her

I was gonna say
"Dear John, I'm moving on;
By
Well, I went to Long John's office and told him the pain was killin'
Yes, I went to Long John's office and told him the pain was killin'
He told me not
to agree
I'm as fickle as a paper doll
Being kicked by the wind
When I touch down again
I'll be in someone else’s arms

Oh, John, come on
We’ll do
work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock

People said John was a slacker cause
getting away
You ought to seen John Hardy getting away

John Hardy stood in that old barroom
So drunk that he could not see
And a man walked up
getting away
You oughta seen John Hardy getting away

John Hardy stood in that old barroom
So drunk that he could not see
And a man walked up and took
Well, I went to Long John's office and told him the pain was killin'
Yes, I went to Long John's office and told him the pain was killin'
He told me not
Put your Dukes up John,
Yeah, put your dukes up John,
You were preened and sanitised,
Struck dumb by good advice.

Your integrity was bruised,
Your
Haywood, where have you been, tell me now
Haywood, you been on the street again, I know, I know
Haywood, that man's not your friend
Haven't you
on the dash
For the next eight and one half years
We got paid by Cash

He took us down to Nashville
To Columbia studio
Not knowing where we came from
and don’ts
Not a record of your faults
He gave his life pay it all
(Dear John) He loves you just the way you are
You are forgiven by His scars
Just open up
on the dash
For the next eight and one half years
We got paid by Cash

He took us down to Nashville
To Columbia studio
Not knowing where we came from
I tell you the truth no one can enter the kingdom
Unless he is born again unless he is born again (John 3:3)

How can this be (John 3:4)
People
The Hamilton Mixtape

You ever see a painting by John Trumbull?
Founding fathers in a line, looking all humble
Patiently waiting to sign

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