Johnny

I was thinking to myself this morning, watching my boys play

Of how different my life was when I was their age

Now machines control the people, and the people shoot at kids

I shudder to think about what the next thing is

Yeah, Johnny, oh, Johnny, where did you go?

The devil's broke out of Georgia and he's feasting on our souls

There's fire on the mountain and the flames are closing in

So run, get your fiddle bow and send him to hell again

Yeah, back to hell again

Yeah, I know redemption cometh, it's taking way too long

Can't you see it in our faces? Can't you hear it in our songs?

Yeah, we're holding on to hope, but we're hanging by a thread

Won't you put on your rattlesnake boot and crush that serpent head?

Yeah, Johnny, oh, Johnny, where did you go?

The devil's broke out of Georgia and he's feasting on our souls (Devil's broke out of Georgia)

There's fire on the mountain and the flames are closing in (Fire)

So run, get your fiddle bow and send him to hell again

Yeah, back to hell again

The chicken in a bread pan pickin' out bits

"Granny, does your dog bite these days?" "Yes"

"Child, yes"

And there's fire on the mountain and the flames are closing in (Fire on the mountain)

Run, get your fiddle bow and send him to hell again

Yeah, back to hell again

Back to hell again

Fire on the mountain

There's fire on the mountain, run, boys, run

Yeah, the devil's in the house of the rising sun