Johnny Was

Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died From a stray bullet Woman hold her head and cry Accompanying her was a passerby, who Saw the woman cry Wondering, can she work it out? Now she knows that the wages of sin is death The gift of God is life Oh, oh Oh, oh Johnny was a good man Oh, yeah Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died Just because of the system Woman hold her head and cry Comforting her, I was passing by and I I saw the woman cry She cried, oh, oh Oh, oh, Johnny was a good man He never did a thing wrong, no Take it down Johnny went out on a Saturday night He never hurt anybody, never started no bar room fight Johnny never did nobody no wrong He never hurt anybody never-ever-ever-ever, johnny was a good man Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, yeah-yeah Johnny was a good Johnny was a good man, I tell ya Johnny was a good man Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny was a good man, yeah Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny was a good man, hey On a top-floor flat in the middle of the night There's a man with rifle and Johnny in his sight I said oh no-no-no-no-no-no We can't let that kind of thing happen here no more Oh, no Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, yeah A single shot rings out in a Belfast night and I said oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Johnny was a good man Johnny was a good man Johnny was a good man Johnny was a good man, said Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, hey, hey Can a woman's tender care Cease towards the child she bears, oh-oh? Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, hey, hey, yeah! Too many Johnnies, too many Johnnies Too many Johnnies, somebody care I care! --- Johnny Was - Stiff Little Fingers