| Woman hold her head and cry
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| Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
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| From a stray bullet
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| Woman hold her head and cry
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| Explaining to her was a passer-by
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| Who saw the woman cry
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| Wondering can she work it out
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| Now she knows that the wages of sin is death
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| The gift of God is life
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Johnny was a good man
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| Oh yeah
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| Woman hold her head and cry
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| Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died
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| Just because of the system
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| Woman hold her head and cry
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| Comforting her I was passing by
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| And I saw the woman cry
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| She cried, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Johnny was a good man
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| Never did a thing wrong
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| Take it down
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| Johnny went out on a Saturday night
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| Never hurt anybody never started no bar room fight
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| Johnny never did nobody no wrong
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| Never hurt anybody never hurt anybody
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| Johnny was a good man
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| Johnny, Johnny, Johnny…
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| Johnny was a good man
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| In a top floor flat in the middle of the night
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| There’s a man with rifle and Johnny in his sight
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| I said oh no, we can’t let that kind of thing happen here nomore
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| Oh no
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| Johnny, Johnny, Johnny…
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| A single shot rings out in a Belfast night and I said oh
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| Johnny was a good man
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| Can a woman’s tender care
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| Cease towards the child she bears
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| Johnny (Repeat) |