Johnny
Misty Boyce
Johnny, white t-shirt and jeans
Took a hand gun to the trees
Got her on the last plane home
Sheriff got the bible and phone
Can’t he make money grow like leaves?
Can’t he save saints like he saves thieves?
No body weighing in no more
Every one left heavy tho
What’s getting you high, love
If the world don’t let you down?
Whose open arms gonna hold you now?
Good book in every pocket
What he found must have failed when he lost it
Bank teller don’t note for bones
What debtor takes life for a loan?
This sacrifice don’t save her
It didn’t do no one no favor
I believed in you
Johnny what’d you do?
Johnny were you down on your knees
Tell me, did the lord find it pleasing?
