"John Jones" lyrics

"John Jones"

John Jones, you son of a gun
John Jones, you son of a gun

You take my woman, you make me run
You make my friends all laugh at me

John Jones, you son of a gun
John Jones, you son of a gun

You call yourself a big big man
Still you try to kill my hand

John Jones, you son of a gun
John Jones, you son of a gun

And I don't like a man who tries to mess with me
And I don't like a man who tries to kill my hand

John Jones, you son of a gun
John Jones, you're the son of a gun

And I don't like a man who tries to mess with me
And I don't like a man who tries to kill my hand

John Jones, you son of a gun
John Jones, you son of a gun

John Jones, you son of a gun
John Jones, you son of a gun

The son of a gun


Writer(s): Rudy Mills, Derrick Clifton Harriott
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