Now Buttermilk John played the steel guitar It made a mournful sound From the cotton fields of Arkansas To the streets of that Nashville town
[Chorus] Oh John, oh John, play all night long Play till my tears run dry Oh John, oh John, play one last song Before you take that final ride
Now Buttermilk John sure loved Miss Jean She never left his side Was the sweetest love I've ever seen The Holy Bible was their guide
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Now Buttermilk John was a godly man I loved him like a son Now he's gone on to the Glory Land With Jesus he, he will run
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Oh John, oh John, play one last song Before you take that final rideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.