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They said, Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by, that's right
Well, I'll wait for you outside and I'll be your ears and your eyes
And boy, you
walked up and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail
we'll rise above,
In our dangerous love, forever bound by love
City of Glass
[Verse 1]
In the city of glass, where the sky meets the edge,
A world
Sleep has surprised Mr Lee
We'll creep in behind his eyes and, with his eyes, we will see
Wherever he goes to, we'll be close behind
We'll follow
I’ll tell ya. I’m the boss of every bank teller. Call me John D. Rockefeller. Well, John Mac has a huge sack and pulls babes like John Kusack, but he
the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see my John by the dozen
Dressed in style, go hog wild, me-o, my-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
threatened destruction
Or sell her by auction
Would Hobbs, John Hobbs
He's sell her by auction , would Hobbs
""Who'll buy a wife?"", said Hobbs, John Hobbs
and ran niggaz out of town
I ripped up mics, showin wack niggaz how to sound
Still your essence, was callin
By two gunshots, at close range, your frame had
the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see my John by the dozen
Dressed in style, go hog wild, me-o, my-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
feel important
Simply by giving us a good
Clean place to hang out
Well I can still hear him saying
Pumping gas is a fever boys
It'll get in your blood
heart
John Henry laid down his hammer
and died, Lord, Lord
John Henry laid down his hammer and died
Well, now John Henry
he had him a woman
By
Sonny Boy's Cold Chills Track number five 3:03
Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee Williamson)
(John Lee Williamson)
Chicago, August 6, 1946
With Blind
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
Moon
Oh oh, give it to me please, whoa
Well I stepped inside, and I stood by the door
A dark-eyed girl sang and played the guitar
Hookers
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
Well, who's that ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's the ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's that ridin, john the revelator
Wrote the book
shouting?
John the Revelator!
All he ever gives us is pain
Well who's that shouting?
John the Revelator!
He should bow his head in shame
By and by
By
him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
him by the arm,
He said, "Johnny, come and go along with me,
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me."
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell,
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
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I'm a traveler, a fighter
A singer and a writer
I'm a guitar-picking hobo
I'm Busker-Man, John Lee
Well I don't own no clothes
And I ain't got no
to thinking about brand new wife of mad John Finn
Well, midnite came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's wife
With legs like scissors
Sleep has surprised Mr Lee
We'll creep in behind his eyes and, with his eyes, we will see
Wherever he goes to, we'll be close behind
We'll follow his
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