| Young Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny
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| Crouching unarmed and completely alone
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| Just a hundred yards away
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| His enemy is set to slay
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| Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny Day
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| Three spears he holds and woomera too
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| And there’s a blood lust burning
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| Every time his eyes are turning
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| To Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny Day
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| Sad the tribe as they for the death
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| Of young Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny
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| She was to marry this much older man
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| But all the love she had was for the
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| Tall and handsome lad they call
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| Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny Day
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| Three weeks have passed since
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| The pair ran away
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| But they were both dragged back
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| When all the hunters set to trackin'
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| Young Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny Day
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| Silent now as they wait for the death
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| Of Young Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny
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| Johnny was brought before the council
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| Of elders and he heard them say
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| We give the older men
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| Three spears against you
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| Thrown when the sun stands high today
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| Hah! |
| is the signal. |
| The enemy leaps
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| The flashin' spear is hurled and then
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| The second and the third towards
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| Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny Day
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| Johnny dives flat back and rolls to his right |
| And them it’s jump, turn, twist, hah!
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| And all the spears have missed
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| Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny Day
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| The tribe go wild as they welcomed
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| To life again
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| Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny
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| Johnny is livin' again
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| Johnny Day, Day
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| Johnny is livin' again
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| Johnny |