Old John Robertson
The Byrds
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Intro: D G A D AA D Old John Robertson he wore aA Stetson hatA D People everywhere would laughE behind his backA D A F#m No one cared to take any timeE to find outD What he was all about, fear keptE them outContinúa después del anuncioA Children laughed and played andD A didn´t know his nameA D They could tell when he wasE coming just the sameA D A Walking slow with old John´sF#m E crippled wife by his sideD E Then she sighed, then she died Magic words from him would charm some children´s ears But they laughed at him when he hid behind his tears All in vain was no game for he'd lost an old friend in the end, in the end