Fusillade For The White Man
By Mr. Lee
Copright 2007 Mr. Lee | All Rights Reserved
| Yesterday
Johnny he built for Belle a home Now he is making a bugle from a bone I saw him down in the dell (Out huntin' meals) Now he's at the mill I saw him riding a firey wheel! Johnny, where you bound now? Well he was a storm in a barn when he was two And now he is making young ladies stormy too (Boo Hoo Hoo) Yeah, he is growing up stout twenty and We can lean on him Johnny's among us so we will win! Johnny, he's our own yeah CHORUS Come Johnny, come Johnny O what have you found me? My Johnny, my Johnny O you have unbound me (He's a) He's a firecracker |
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Now
Johnny is
gettin' a call to far off lands The wealth of the seven seas is in our hands Don't bother askin' him how (He's Johnny O) Kiss him with a wish Tack the sail! Gather way! Land Ahoy! Now Johnny is writin' his Grand Metaphysique (He thinks strange things) And now he is makin' an atom dance a jig Johnny is plowin' up south forty cuz We just wanted more Now there's an enemy at the door! Johnny! Don't be slow now! CHORUS Yesterday news came that Johnny isn’t well He’s kinda worn out or he maybe caught a shell (Pow!) I saw today ‘em get on the train A little boy with Belle Man, he sure looks a pure lot like John! Looks like Johnny O |