C
Old Man Johnson got his head in his hand


Makin' his way across state in a fiddlin' band

               Am
With his hair all down in his eyes

                  C
And the microphone all covered with flies.


When he gets done playin' goes back to his room


Climbs into bed in his cowboy boots

                Am
And he picks up a magazine turns on the TV

C
Lights a cigar as he's fallin' asleep.

                  F        C        Am
Well he's only a person...who doesn't know shit.

              F              C      Am(let ring)
Yeah nothing happenin'...that's about it.


C
Yeah......

C
Well, little Rosanna came from Texarkana


Had fourteen dollars wrapped in a bandana.

Am
Came into town not lookin' for much

                  C
Well she found a hound dog and she named him "Dutch."


She got a job at the arcade takin' quarters


But she was never too good at takin' orders

           Am
So one night she stopped givin' out change

        C
She kicked the boss in the chin and unplugged the games.

         F              C       Am
She's only a person...who doesn't know shit.

F           C             Am(let ring)
Nothin' happenin'...That's about it.

C
Ooh, ooh.  Yeah, yeah, yeah.


C
Sam got canned at the cannery


He punched out the clock that night.

    Am
His knuckle was bleeding as he walked home,

            C
He was cold and he had a headache.


Well his wife was cookin' canned beans,


He took out all the money out of his jeans

              Am
And he set it on fire in the kitchen sink

           C
As his wife handed him a drink.

        F                 C       Am
He was only a person...who didn't know shit.

  F          C           Am(let ring)
Nothin' happenin'...that's about it.

        C
Uh, yeah, oh.  Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...


C
Smiley was lookin' for handouts


sleepin' in a abandoned lighthouse.

Am
Down at the mini-mall shakin' his hat

C
Washin' windows with his bare hand.


He found a sports car with the keys


In the ignition it just seemed so easy.

  Am
He took a joyride drove into a hedge

C
Came out with the steering wheel wrapped around his head.

          F               C           Am
Well he's only a person...who doesn't know shit.

F               C        Am(let ring)
Nothin' happenin'...that's about it.

C
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah.


C
Well Jane was born in a small town


Everybody just standing around.

                 Am
They had bingo games and a raffle,

C
everybody chewin' tobacco.


Well she grew up kinda restless


All her boyfriends wanted to be dentists(dead-ass?).

     Am
And she got a job at the truck stop

                   C
And she got all fast and never did what she wanted

               F             C         Am
And she's only a person...who doesn't know shit.

    F              C        Am(let ring)
Nothing happenin'...that's about it.

C
Yeah, yeah, yo...


Oh yeah...oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh.


Woo, ooh, ooh....
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