by Ronald W. Hull
To all the blues artists gone before...
Hummm, Hummm, Hummm,
Johnny's gotta gun.
Hummm, Hummm, Hummm,
Girl, ya better run, better run.
Cuz Johnny's gotta gun.
Hummm, Hummm, Hummm,
Hon, ya better git, ya better run.
Hummm, Hummm, Hummm,
cuz Johnny's got, you know he's got,
that great big gun.
Hummm, Hummm, Hummm,
Hon, ya better git, head for the trees,
Hummm, Hummm, Hummm,
cuz Johnny's gun's gonna catch ya,
and do what he please.
Boom, Boom, Boom!
Johnny shot ya with his gun.
Boom, Boom, Boom!
Girl, your lovely on the run,
so Johnny shot you with his gun.
Boom, Boom, Boom!
Fiery bullet through the heart,
Boom, Boom, Boom!
Burns with love from the start.
Johnny's got your cherry tart.
Soon, Soon, Soon.
Johnny, put that gun away,
Soon, Soon, Soon.
Gonna marry and take you away,
marry and put that gun up today.
Soon, Soon, Soon.
Johnny’ll find a little place to stay,
Soon, Soon, Soon.
There’ll be family with kids at play,
so Johnny can put that gun away
-- forever.
Hummm, Hummm, Hummm,
Hummm, Hummm, Hummmmmm...
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Copyright 2007 © Ronald W. Hull
8/10/07