Old John Robertson

Old John Robertson - The Byrds
Old John Robertson he wore a Stetson hat
People everywhere would
laugh behind his back
No one cared to take
any time to find out
What he was all about,
fear kept them out
Children laughed and played
and didn´t know his name
They could tell
when he was coming just the same
Walking slow with
old John´s crippled wife by his side
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
Old John Robertson
he wore a Stetson hat
People everywhere would
laugh behind his back
No one cared to take
any time to find out
What he was all about,
fear kept them out