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Somewhere on the waterfront |
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Johnny's hiding with a gun |
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Swears he'll kill any man that tells his story |
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He ain't sorry for what he's done |
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He broke into a drugstore |
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To cure his daily need |
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He didn't mean to shoot the guard |
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But he was blinded by the greed |
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Oh Johnny |
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You see that nun, she's his sister |
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She doesn't know that he's gone bad |
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When they told it to his father |
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It drove the old man mad |
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Just like his mother warned him |
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From her dying bed |
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It's alright to lose your heart |
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But never lose your head |
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Oh Johnny |
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Look out! |
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Now the cops have got him surrounded |
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And he doesn't stand a hope |
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He wonders how he could be in so much trouble |
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Over just a little dope |
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Five to one he gets away |
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That's the odds I'm going to give |
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Five to four they blast him away |
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Three to one he's going to live |
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Oh Johnny - you gotta run |
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Back in the alley where he was slain |
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I thought I heard something move |
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Beside the trash can lay a heart and chain |
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The pictures had been removed |
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Just another junkyard goose |
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Looking for a bed |
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It's alright to lose your heart |
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But never lose your head |
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Oh Johnny |
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Look out! |
