Just out of Monday
Running to a friend
Down the street, down the street
Where I live (where I live)
Sad things begin
I could feel it from within
From the message, from the message
He had to give (he had to give)
About a buddy of mine
Running out of time, he's running out of time
Somebody past noon
Shot him through the room and now that man no longer lives
Too bad about him
Too sad about him
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
But down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
Down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack (Billy Jack)
There can't be no fun, can't be no fun
To be shot, shot with a hand gun
Your body sprawled out, you without a doubt
People running out, there on the floor
Sad bloody mess
Shot up all in his chest, shot up in his chest
One sided duel, gun and a fool
What a way to go (what a way to go)
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
But down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack
Oh, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
Down home he was an alley cat
Didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
Down home, ha ha, he was an alley cat
Didn't know nothing about being black
We call him Billy Jack
Ah, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
At home he was an alley cat, Billy Jack
Didn't know nothing about being black
Ah Billy Jack
Ah Billy Jack
Ah Billy Jack
Billy Jack
Billy Jack
One sided duel, a one sided duel
Gun and a fool
What a way to go, what a way to go
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Just out of Monday
Running to a friend
Down the street, down the street
Where I live (where I live)
Sad things begin
I could feel it from within
From the message, from the message
He had to give (he had to give)
About a buddy of mine
Running out of time, he's running out of time
Somebody past noon
Shot him through the room and now that man no longer lives
Too bad about him
Too sad about him
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
But down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
Down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack (Billy Jack)
There can't be no fun, can't be no fun
To be shot, shot with a hand gun
Your body sprawled out, you without a doubt
People running out, there on the floor
Sad bloody mess
Shot up all in his chest, shot up in his chest
One sided duel, gun and a fool
What a way to go (what a way to go)
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
But down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack
Oh, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
Down home he was an alley cat
Didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
Down home, ha ha, he was an alley cat
Didn't know nothing about being black
We call him Billy Jack
Ah, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
At home he was an alley cat, Billy Jack
Didn't know nothing about being black
Ah Billy Jack
Ah Billy Jack
Ah Billy Jack
Billy Jack
Billy Jack
One sided duel, a one sided duel
Gun and a fool
What a way to go, what a way to go
Running to a friend
Down the street, down the street
Where I live (where I live)
Sad things begin
I could feel it from within
From the message, from the message
He had to give (he had to give)
About a buddy of mine
Running out of time, he's running out of time
Somebody past noon
Shot him through the room and now that man no longer lives
Too bad about him
Too sad about him
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
But down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
Down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack (Billy Jack)
There can't be no fun, can't be no fun
To be shot, shot with a hand gun
Your body sprawled out, you without a doubt
People running out, there on the floor
Sad bloody mess
Shot up all in his chest, shot up in his chest
One sided duel, gun and a fool
What a way to go (what a way to go)
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Too bad about it
Too sad about it
Don't get me wrong, the man is gone
But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack
But down home he was an alley cat
Ah, didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack
Oh, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
Down home he was an alley cat
Didn't know nothing about being black
Oh, Billy Jack, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
Down home, ha ha, he was an alley cat
Didn't know nothing about being black
We call him Billy Jack
Ah, Billy Jack
Up in the city they call him Boss Jack
At home he was an alley cat, Billy Jack
Didn't know nothing about being black
Ah Billy Jack
Ah Billy Jack
Ah Billy Jack
Billy Jack
Billy Jack
One sided duel, a one sided duel
Gun and a fool
What a way to go, what a way to go
Writer: Curtis Mayfield
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.