Little boy Johnnie
Was born in a town next to nothing much, with not a lot to do as such
His mama died when he born, oh motherless child
He came into this world with no luck
His daddy like the drink
Alone and deprived, with no love at his side
Johnnie, Johnnie
I said, his daddy like the drink, beat him black and blue
Little Johnnie, daddy 6ft 2
Johnnie learnt real fast, he learnt real quick how to hold up on the edge of things
Then she came by in a red dress
Carrying a feeling in a bag
She said, have some
And Johnnie never did turn back around
When he grew, he never knew what to do with his life
His daddy made him feel like he would never be good at anything
So he left his little town for the city, looking for a bit of money
Then she came by in a red dress
Carrying a feeling in a bag
She said, have some
And Johnnie never did turn back around
He sailed like Orpheus on the Styx
Someone called it in
A razor-sharp voice with words that cut the air like blades
He didn't get up again and lying there he didn't look so different from his father
They said he died from overdose, it was a bad hit and that his name was Johnnie, Johnnie
Then she came by in a red dress
Carrying a feeling in a bag
She said, have some and Johnnie never did turn back around