Johnny

Johnny went to school at the age of nine
Worked with his hands for a dollar and dime
Johnny had a daddy with an air of soul
Mommy did her best keeping daddy controlled

Red sky
John realised

Hit 'em high
Hit 'em low
Hit 'em hard
Standing up
Standing tall
Standing strong
I love the way
You do that
You do that
Hit 'em high
Hit 'em low
Hit 'em hard

Daddy got home
He took off his ring
Loosened up his arm with a downward swing
Smelling like a fight on a bar room floor
Booze stained shirt and looking for more

Grey skies
He realised

Hit 'em high
Hit 'em low
Hit 'em hard
Standing up
Standing tall
Standing strong
I love the way
You do that
You do that
Hit 'em high
Hit 'em low
Hit 'em hard

Hit 'em high
Hit 'em low
Hit 'em hard
Standing up
Standing tall
Standing strong
I love the way
You do that
You do that
Hit 'em high
Hit 'em low
Hit 'em hard