Johnee Jingo (Todd Lungren) He was just fifteen, a new trainee He lied about it for the opportunity To defend the border his life was sworn Tho' not a generation was native born. Johnee Jingo, Johnee Jingo He had lost the battle but won the war When the General said he couldn't fight no more He was proud and bitter at what he'd done So he passed it on to his favorite son. Johnee Jingo, Johnee Jingo Jingo don't you fight for me, Jingo don't you speak for me Jingo don't you fight for me, Jingo don't you speak for me To the man who owns the land - we're all the same But when his grip begins to slip Then he'll be calling out your name. Johnee Jingo, Johnee Jingo And the throne the pulpit and the politician Create a thirst for power in the common man It's a taste for blood passed off as bravery Or just patriotism hiding bigotry. Johnee Jingo, Johnee Jingo Jingo don't you speak for me, Jingo don't you fight for me Jingo don't you speak for me, Jingo don't you fight for me Copyright Todd Lungren NL APR99
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