Johnny Was-Stiff Little Fingers

Woman hold her head and cry Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died From a stray bullet Woman hold her head and cry Accompanying her was a passerby Who saw the woman cry Wondering can she work it out Now she knows that the wages of sin is death The gift of God is life Oh, oh, oh, oh Johnny was a good man Oh yeah Woman hold her head and cry Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died Just because of the system Woman hold her head and cry Comforting her I was passing by And I saw the woman cry She cried, oh, oh, oh, oh Johnny was a good man Never did a thing wrong Take it down Johnny went out on a Saturday night Never hurt anybody never started no bar room fight Johnny never did nobody no wrong Never hurt anybody never hurt anybody Johnny was a good man Johnny, Johnny, Johnny... Johnny was a good man (Repeat) In a top floor flat in the middle of the night There＇s a man with rifle and Johnny in his sight, I said oh no, we can＇t let that kind of thing happen here no more Oh no Johnny, Johnny, Johnny... A single shot rings out in a Belfast night and I said oh Johnny was a good man Can a woman＇s tender care Cease towards the child she bears Johnny (Repeat)