Lyrics John Gilmartin - Tim Easton

John Gilmartin

John Gilmartin was a strong man, he was a strong man
Till he fell down the stairs
And got his Workman’s Comp
Now he lives alone, he’s the oldest bachelor on the block of his Far Rockaway
home, Rockaway
Scared old ladies from behind the door ask, «Who is it?»
And then don’t open up
They know John, but you can’t be too careful
Can’t be too careful
Well I wouldn’t want to be here when the sun comes up
Or the bars let out
When the gas bill comes he makes a call to his nephews down in Port Chester and
Rye
Then comes the check and the promise of a visit some afternoon in the summertime
Scared old ladies from behind the door ask, «Who is it?»
And then don’t open up
They know John, but you can’t be too careful
Can’t be too careful
Well I wouldn’t want to be here when the sun comes up
Or the bars let out
John Gilmartin was a strong man, he was a strong man
Till he fell down the stairs