Hank Thompson
"Lost John" lyrics

Lost John

Well, the funiest fellow that I ever seen
Was the long lost John from Bowling Green
No hat on his head
No shoes on his feet
He was a begging the women
For his bread and meat

One woman said, "John, how much can you eat?"
Said, "Forty-nine biscuits and a ham of meat"
And he was long gone
Yeah, long gone
He's a long, long gone
From Bowling Green

Now lost John was sitting on a railroad track
Waiting for the freight train to come back
Along come a freight train
Skipping and a flying
Really missed the cowcatcher
But he caught the blind

And he was long gone
Yeah long gone
He's a long, long gone
From Bowling Green

Now lost John walking to a woman's house
And he crept right in just as quiet as a mouse
The woman said, "John
Pull up a chair
And I'll send the porter
For a bucket of beer"

Said, "Never mind the bucket
Never mind the beer
The hound's on my trail
And I can't stay here"

And he was long gone
Yeah, long gone
He's a long, long gone
From Bowling Green

Well, the funiest fellow that I ever seen
Was the long lost John from Bowling Green
His eyes are red
And his gums are blue
A mighty hard job
To keep the fellow in view

Cause he's long gone
Yeah, long gone
He's a long, long gone
From Bowling Green

He's long gone
Got to get along
He's a long, long gone
From Bowling Green

Authors: Hank Thompson