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this is the story of ole Johnny
people used to compare him
to that William Bonnie
you know the one
he used to rob banks

well Johnny he wasn't much
so, said his ma "n" pa
and law officers and such
he was a humble man
lived his life for you and......

Johnny awoke at the a.m.
to push the broom today
for what it seemed
another day of drudgery
for minimum wage

well Johnny knew wrong from right
but, the thought of his children
going hungry overnight
ached into his very last bone
Johnny found his gun

and he'd tell the ones that listened
if not for my kids
I'd never know what I was missin
and nobody listened.....
Johnny was in dire straights

say, mr. government man
I thought I'd call on you
with all your gold in the pan
my children are hungry
"n" the shots rang out

all Johnny wanted was a dollar
maybe a bike for his son
and a doll for his daughter
a note of hope rests on the table
this aint the time for going back

as Johnny turned to run away
the marshalls were on him
he couldn't get away
"n" Johnny yelled, "this aint about him"
"it's all about your laws"

well, Johnny was pointin "n" weepin
and after several shots
he lie with wounds seepin
as his eyes looked towards the ceiling
"n" two bullets in his side

and the guard asked, "hey boy
"what's this all about"?
Johnnys fingers dropped that toy
life was gone as he knew it
Johnny was coughing blood

he said, "hey it was never for me"
can ya call the kids mother?
why can't ya see?
you've taken all that I am
you've taken it all

"how does it feel"?
was his last dying breath
"n" in an unmarked grave
Johnny is now laid to rest
and his children visit him on sundays


~~michael~~

You remember Johnny, who couldn't read or, write. I was wondering what happened to him well, this is my story........