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Poor Little Johnny
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Politicians are some of my favorite animals....like weasels
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I'm a guitarist, singer, and songwriter from central Kentucky. My music is a mix of many different influences; from the country and western I heard as a child
I'm a guitarist, singer, and songwriter from central Kentucky. My music is a mix of many different influences; from the country and western I heard as a child to some stuff I heard yesterday. I was a full time, working musician for over twenty years; doing clubs and concerts all over the eastern U.S., but mainly in Kentucky, Tennessee, Indiana, Ohio, and Florida. I have played every kind of venue; from the smallest, seediest club to 10,000 seat concert halls. Loved every minute of it. I also spent many hours in various studios as both musician and producer on a variety of projects. I am now a part time musician; I divide my musical time between writing and recording my own songs and playing with a great bunch of musicians in a band called "The Grandees". I write songs primarily to make you shake your money maker. I'm not deep, and I'm certainly no virtuoso. I just want you to have a good time. The songs I have here are from my second solo CD, titled "The Twisted Tale Of The Honky Tonk Monkey", which is available at CDBaby.com and my upcoming CD "Bad Choices Make Good Stories". My first CD, "All Night Radio", is available at CD Baby and fine CD discount bins everywhere. Thank you for visiting, and... TURN IT UP!!!!!
Song Info
Genre
Blues • Blues Rock
Charts
Peak #62
Peak in subgenre #25
Author
RS Cain
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RS Cain
Uploaded
February 20, 2008
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:02
Story behind the song
Just a story. I wrote this song after the 2004 presidential election.
Lyrics
Poor little Johnny lost his socks Somewhere in the ten minute box Next thing you know he’d lost his shoes Now he’s singin’ the no shoes blues Thought he could do just what he pleased Lay down with dogs you get up with fleas Got no juice, got no clout Every time he calls the governors out Out of the loop with nothin’ to do Poor little Johnny ain’t got a clue Started strong with a big ’ol bang Better keep up ‘cause the losers hang Spendin’ that money like he had a tree Never spent nothin’ on you or me His eyes were bright and his blood was blue Jumped on a jet every week or two Everywhere he went had a front row seat The perks of of the gig were oh so sweet Now he’s ridin’ coach on the big dog line Poor little Johnny's kinda hard to find Can’t feel good cause a bad man’s down One man’s king is another man’s clown I ain’t so blind that I can’t see It could be you or it could be me Let’s lift our glass and toast the man Who gave us all those schemes and plans Maybe have a round or two Or five or six if those won’t do Turn him out to the bitter grass Poor little Johnny his time has passed
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