| Lyrics: | (Bobby Ray AppleberryWilliam Cuomo)
Johnny Porter was the oldest in his family
And I
remember he was almost twenty one
Y'know I can't quite explain the situation
But he broke
into his father's truck and stole a gun
Mother running down the highway screaming
Johnny
it's too bad, oh it's too and it's bad
And it's too bad
Well, his father wonders
where he got the money
And he wonders if he got it right or wrong
Then Johnny killed a man
in Pensacola, Florida
And he caught a freight train and and took off on the run
Well, run,
Johnny, run
They're rolling right behind you
Run, Johnny, run
You know they're gonna
find you
You come out late at night, 'cause you're running for your life
Hum, Johnny
Porter
Johnny Porter
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, it's a shame the way you make your
mother worry
And it's hurts inside to sit and watch her cry
And it will be a long time
before she knows the answer
But it won't be long before she will see ya die
Well, I was
standing in my front door early this morning
So sad, when I heard my name was said
Johnny
Porter was no good than anybody
But I hate to see him throw his life away
Now, run,
Johnny, run
They're rolling right behind you
Run, Johnny, run
You know they're gonna
find you
You come out late at night, 'cause you're running for your life
Well, Johnny
Porter, Johnny Porter
Found him holed up in some dark and dirty building
Heard his mother
begging, |
