| Johnny’s been runnin' hard all his life
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| 'Cause life never treated him right
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| Well he ain’t running now
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| You see his eyes are closed
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| They can’t hurt him tonight
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| Sleepin', he’s sleepin'
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| Just let him be for a while
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| Don’t wake him, don’t take him
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| To where the people don’t smile
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| Sleepin', my man is sleepin' nice now
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| Please let him stay here with me
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| I promise, I’ll keep him
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| At home, where he’s supposed to be
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| He’s been out there
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| In the streets you know
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| And strugglin', scufflin'
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| Trying to survive
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| Out there in a richman’s world
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| And now you say my Johnny is not alive
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| But you’re wrong, can’t you see
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| Sleepin', he’s just sleepin' mister
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| He doesn’t rest very much
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| He lives hard and he gives hard
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| And I’ll just die for his touch
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| Sleepin', he’s sleepin'
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| Without a care to his name
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| He’s peaceful
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| He’s quiet
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| He’s tired of runnin' his game
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| He’s been out there
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| In the streets you know
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| With all the pain and all the suffering
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| Out there
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| Where you fight like hell
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| He never learned a fix don’t fix a thing
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| Don’t touch him
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| Johnny put too much in his vanes
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| And now you’re trying to tell me he’s gone
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| I don’t believe you
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| I’m just gonna sit here
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| And rock him in my arms
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| Sleepin', he’s sleepin'
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| He doesn’t rest very much
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| You see he lives hard and gives hard |