Verse 1] John Beyers blew three holes in my ride He put two in the tires and one in the side Side panel of my 1969 Camaro, and so it's John I must find
[Verse 2] So I hopped in Pop's pick-up and cranked up the heat Got a clean .22 and some shells in the seat And I lit up the dark and I shifted her down This southside Swift Current boy's northside-bound
[Chorus] John Beyers just bought him a whole mess of pain He's a fool if he thinks he can do this again 'Cause I'm crossin' that track just as soon as this train Pulls out of the rail yard, ol' John's gonna payTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
