John Henry died with a sense of pride And a man made dedication I can't seem to find that motivation He came on the scene, beat a steam machine That threatened his generation I can't seem to find that motivation
Justice, Justice Everybody wants it Sell all the livestock, kill all the runts It comes and goes like a travelin' show But you can't afford the ticket
I spend my days reading terrible plays About Lincoln in Illinois But I can't quite connect with that good ol' boy And you heard the truth about John Wilkes Booth Getting tangled in his own sad ploy I can't quite connect with that good ol' boy
Justice, Justice Everybody wants it Hitting pop flys when it should have been a bunt It comes and goes like a traveling show But you can't afford the ticket
I've lived for years with a thousand fears About the police down the street They won't ever catch me in that seat If I could go for days in a lawless haze It'd make my life complete But they won't ever catch me in that seat
Justice, Justice Everybody wants it Shut down the jail till the bars are rusted It comes and goes like a traveling show But you can't afford the ticketTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
