Bad Leroy Brown (Jim Croce?) Well the south side of Chicago Is the baddest part of town. And if you go down there, you better just beware Of a man name of Leroy Brown. Now Leroy more than trouble. You see he stand about six-foot four. All the downtown ladies call him treetop lover. All the men just call him Sir./And he's-- Cho: Bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damn town. Badder than old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog. Now Leroy, he a gambler And he like his fancy clothes. And he like to wave his diamond rings Under everybody's nose. He got a custom Continental. He got a El Dorado, too. He got a thirty-two gun in his pocket for fun. He got a razor in his shoe./Yeah, he's-- Well Friday, 'bout a week ago Leroy shootin' dice And at the edge of the bar sat a girl name of Doris And, oh, that girl look nice. Well, he cast his eyes upon her And the trouble soon began. Leroy Brown, he learned a lesson 'bout a-messin' With the wife of a jealous man./And he's-- Well, the two men took to fightin' And when they pulled them from the floor Leroy look like a jigsaw puzzle With a couple of pieces gone./And he's-- Copyright Jim Croce? JY
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