Locked him up back in ’69
On clear Kentucky shine
Then again in ’87, cornbread, smoke fed
The Marion county line
It is time, he did his time
Thirteen of twenty served
and that far outweighed his crime
He came back a wiser man
he came back to do what he’d do
He’d do it every time
It is time, He did his time
When they came bustin’ in last year
Like a smoke ring he’s up and gone
But he wouldn’t have to go too far
When the folks ’round here
They don’t trust no law, no way
Hey run, Johnny, run
Hey run, Johnny, run
Hey now run now, run, Johnny run
A man’s worries’ all he’s got
A man’s law don’t mean a damn
To the down home southern folk
Who live by the law of the land, not Uncle Sam
It’s their land, it’s our land
No one knows who you’re talkin’ ‘bout
No one’s seen, they’ve all gone blind
Knowin’ he’ll be back some day
To do what he’d do, what he’d do
He’d do it every time, it is time
No more time
And they’re still chasin’ down old ghosts
And they’re still askin’ on deaf ears
But he wouldn’t have to go too far
When the folks ’round here
They don’t trust no law, no way
Hey run, Johnny, run
Hey run, Johnny run
Hey now run now, run, Johnny run
Never mind no song, keep your head down, boy
Run, Johnny run
You can rest at my place when the day is done
Hey now, run Johnny, run now run, Johnny run
Hey now, run now, run Johnny run
Never mind no song, keep your head down, boy
Run, Johnny run
You can rest at my place when the day is done
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