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Curtis Mayfield( Curtis Lee Mayfield )
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Billy Jack
Lyricist:Curtis Mayfield
Just out of Monday I run into a friend Down the street, down the street Where I live
Sad things begin I could feel from within From the message, from the message He had to give
About a buddy of mine He run out of time, his life run out of time Somebody past noon, shot across the room And now the man no longer lives
Too bad about him Too sad about him Don't get me wrong, the man is gone But it's a wonder, he lived this long
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Up in the city they called him Boss Jack But down home he was an alley cat Ah, didn't care nothing about being black Oh, Billy Jack
There can't be no fun, can't be no fun To be shot, shot with a hand gun Your body sprawled out, you without a doubt Running people out, there on the floor
Sad bloody mess Shot all up in his chest, shot in his chest One sided duel, gun and a fool, ah What a way to go
Up in the city they called him Boss Jack But down home he was a alley cat Ah, didn't care nothin' 'bout being Black Oh, Billy Jack
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