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