Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Leon Russell
Leon Russell
Vocals
Chris Stainton
Chris Stainton
Keyboards
Eric Clapton
Eric Clapton
Guitar
Ringo Starr
Ringo Starr
Drums
Bonnie Bramlett
Bonnie Bramlett
Background Vocals
Clydie King
Clydie King
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leon Russell
Leon Russell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leon Russell
Leon Russell
Producer
Denny Cordell
Denny Cordell
Producer
Glyn Johns
Glyn Johns
Mixing Engineer
Steve Hoffman
Steve Hoffman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, Junior and the drummer are fighting
About a woman in the neighborhood
Oh, the drummer never hit a bad lick in his life
And Junior never hit any good
[Verse 2]
Yeah, the colonel said that women are for lovin' not fighting
But that didn't clear the air
'Cause Junior's still livin' in the Blackboard Jungle
With his Elvis Presley hair
[Verse 3]
Yeah, the drummer got the drum
The colonel got the gun
And Junior's only got a knife, he better run
[Verse 4]
It's a shootout on the plantation
It's so hard to understand
Why do some people have to hurt somebody?
The firewater's not the villain
[Verse 5]
Yeah, the last one to kiss is the first to shoot
And stabbin' your friend is such a drag to boot
It's a shootout on the plantation
Oh, heaven help Mister Swan
[Verse 6]
And the cold steel blade is shining
Enough to cause your blood to freeze
But the drummer is drumming a Rolling Stone number
On Junior's head and on his knees
[Verse 7]
Oh, Oklahoma's lonesome cowboys
Are turned on in Tinsel Town
I knew there'd be some cameras rollin'
If Andy wasn't standin' around
[Verse 8]
Yeah, the drummer got the drum
The colonel got the gun
And Junior only got a knife, he better run
[Verse 9]
It's a shootout on the plantation
It's so hard to understand
Why do some people have to hurt somebody?
The firewater's not the villain
[Verse 10]
Oh, the last one to kiss is the first to shoot
And stabbin' your friend is such a drag to boot
There's a shootout on the plantation
Oh, heaven help Mister Swan, help me
[Verse 11]
Yeah, now, the drummer's got the drum
The colonel got the gun
And Junior's only got a knife, he better run
[Verse 12]
It's a shootout on the plantation
It's so hard to understand
Why do some people have to hurt somebody?
The firewater's not the villain
[Verse 13]
Oh, the last one to kiss is the first to shoot
And stabbin' your friend is such a drag to boot
There's a shootout on the plantation
Oh, heaven help Mister Swan, yeah
[Verse 14]
Somebody help me
You gotta help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, whoa!
Won't ya help me, help me
Woo, why don't you help me?
Why don't you tell me about it?
Why don't you scream and shout it?
[Verse 15]
Whoa, won't you help me, help me
Help me, help me, can I help, help, mister
Won't kiss your sister
Written by: Leon Russell
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