Classic Poem

Went down on Johnson Street
Bob McKinney came passing by
Going down that Johnson Street
Make trouble in their lives
Wasn't he bad

Yes wasn't he bad
Bobby said to Marg'et
Come to me I said
If you don't come in a hurry
I put a 38 through your head
Wasn't he bad
Yes wasn't he bad

Bobby said to Ben Cass
I'm bound to take your life
You caused trouble
Between me and my wife
Wasn't he bad
Yes wasn't he bad

Bobby said to the high sheriff
Maybe you think I'm going to run
If I had another load
Me and you have some fun
Wasn't he bad
Yes wasn't he bad

Oh my babe
Take me back
I ain't no bird dog
Take me back
One of these mornings
Won't be long
You gonna call me
I'll be gone
She turned 'round
Two or three times
Take my bag
Take me back
Take me back
Take me back
Take my bag
Take me back

Oh make me a pallet on your floor
Hey make me one pallet on your
Oh make a pallet on your floor
Won't you make it so your man'll never know

Yes make it so your man'll never know
And make it so your man'll never know
Oh make a pallet on your —
Won't you make it so your man'll never know

Yes I'm looking for that bully to lay me down
Hey I'm looking for that bully to lay me down
I'm looking for that bully and that bully can't be —
Yes I'm looking for that bully to lay me down

Hey looking for that bully to lay me down
Hey I'm looking for that bully to lay me down
I'm looking for that bully and that bully can't be found
I'm looking for that bully to lay me down