Lyrics:
fiddle, boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "my name's Johnny
There's a microchip one armed bandit with a screw loose
A stripper in the corner with a face like thunder
A terrible band playing "johnny be goode"
So I'd
belong, to start.
Named him Johnny, so scrawny, and he looked the part.
Mouth sewn shut and button eyes so dark.
Then Scarlet gave him a black felt heart...
Johnny is a rocker and his band is on the rise
They've swapped their leather jackets for matching suits and ties
They're shaking and they're quaking,
You'd think I forgot about that new calf that you sent
And the money in the mail that took care of the rent
Mama's cough's better and Johnny's home
Jacky Jacky, Yes Mama!
Eating Cake? No, Mama!
Are You Sure? Yes, Mama!
Open Your Mouth! HA HA HA
Daddy, Daddy! Yes, Johnny?
Eating Chocolate? No Johnny
Well, I slunk down in the hollow
Hill's dead stream all for to follow
The villain Johnny Tempo on my trail
I took the isthmus 'cross the lake
Dove
Thinking of a Rendezvous
Johnny Duncan & Janie Fricke
I said, hello, my it's been such a long time
You said, yes, it has, it's been a year or more
Swinging my arms like I'm Johnny Bravo
Swinging my arms like I'm Johnny Bravo
Swinging my arms like I'm Johnny Bravo
Swinging my arms like I'm Johnny
Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny
Johnny Johnny
U already know the name
Eating sugar
And I'm doper than cocaine
Telling the lies
No cap no cap
Open your
I caught the last bus down to the harbour
Where the moonlight's on the sleeping sea
A pretty girl stood there at the bus stop
She said hey Johnny
Down Poppie Johnny Road, nobody hears your name
Life that I was lovin', like stealin' a ride on a train
Want to steal a ride on a train
Crawlin'
One two three four five six
There was a guy
And his name was Johnny B
The loudest man in the land
Alright, ok
Alright, ok
Alright, oK
Uh huh
Zagraj mi raz jeszcze ten raz mój Johnny
Graj mi tę pieśń jeszcze ostatni raz
Spójrz blednie już noc gasną neony
Patrz niebo bez gwiazd budzi już
Johnny be good
You've got crystal hands
Johnny be nice
Hope to see you home for tonight
See me hopelessly crying
Try not to start a new riot
Gotta
Show Jones
Here's [Incomprehensible]Loretta is [Incomprehensible] daughter
Ah, she's mighty pretty son
Johnny wears black, his tans all along
Boy,
show Jones
Here's ? Loretta is ? daughter
Ah, she's mighty pretty son
Johnny wears black, his tans all along
Boy, that's lonesome
Everyone knows
guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou
Steel it Jeff
Hey Johnny, why don't you fiddle a round
Thibodeaux,
Johnny jumps the broomstick for to save his skin
Meanwhile his companions are content to dance
And stay all night
Stay all night
Stay all night
Stay
Johnny ran with a dangerous crowd
A rolling stone who liked his music real loud
And he don't give a damn about life he's livin'
Jesse tried to be
Wearin' last years possum belt
Smack dab in the Mississippi Delta
Have me a little that Johnny cake
A little bit of that apple pan dowdy
Pickin them
Barnehjemmet Johnny Johnny fyller 100 år
Med boller og brus til de som har nerver til å gå
Pisken er begravd folk er blitt snillere nå enn før
Så ta
Barnehjemmet Johnny-Johnny fyller 100 år
Med boller og brus til de som
Har nerver til å gå pisken er begravd
Folk er blitt snillere nå enn før
Så ta
lawn
In plain pursuit of nothing
A gleam from the Edsel slips right by
As an acorn dives into the freshly paved parkway
Johnny sits upon a curb
Watching
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