his hat it wore him crooked
as he drove his pink david-brown
chasin' down his brother ronald with a pickaxe or a crowbar
oh jonny, oh jonny
jonny smith is more than a name
is a legend, a local celeb, a story and the mystique, rolled all into one
every side of the old family home, shows a different colour
and the middle of the barn-roof, limbo walks the ground
fat bowtie polkadot orange, burn-hole through the middle
victim of the rusty muffler of his faithful pink david-brown
oh jonny, oh jonny
jonny smith is more than a name
is a legend, a local celeb, a story and the mystique, rolled all into one
and my daddy drove that man to town
eye-to-eye he called him jonny
knowin all who saw, later would be makin fun
my daddy saw a man inside, and he never run
oh jonny, oh jonny
jonny smith is more than a name
is a legend, a local celeb, a story and the mystique, rolled all into one
and those cross-wearin' teasers, did more to turn me heathen
than ronald or jonny, or even and his blue-streakin'
sinners bowed their heads, low on a sunday
but i knew what they'd said, behind the back of my daddy
oh jonny, oh jonny
jonny smith is more than a name
is a legend, a local celeb, a story and the mystique, rolled all into one
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