Hey Big John!!!
stop Lurking and Sign in you Putz!
:mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
stop Lurking and Sign in you Putz!
:mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
Hey "Big John"
- Thread starter Clothespin n
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I LOVE THAT SONG!!
Big John Big John)
Every mornin' at the mine you could see him arrive
He stood six foot six and weighed 2-45
Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip
And everybody knew you didn't give no lip to Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)
Nobody seemed to know where John called home
Just drifted into town and stayed all alone
He didn't say much he kinda quiet and shy
And if you spoke at all you just said hi to Big John
Somebody said he came from New Orleans
Where he got in a fight over a Cajun Queen
And a crashin' blow from a huge right hand
Sent a Louisiana fellow to the Promised Land Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)
Then came the day at the bottom of the mine
When a timber cracked and men started cryin'
Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast
And everybody thought that they'd breath their last cept John
Through the dust and the smoke of this man made heck
Walked a giant of a man that the miners knew well
Grabbed a saggin' timber and gave out with a groan
And like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)
And with all of his strenght he have a mighty shove
Then a miner yelled out there's a light up above
And twenty men Scrambled from a would be grave
Now there's only one left down there to save Big John
With jacks and timbers they started back down
Then came that rumble way down in the ground
And the smoke and gas belched out of the mine
Everybody knew it way the end of the line for Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)
Now they never reopened that worthless pit
They just placed a marbled stand in front of it
These few words're written on that stand
At the bottom of this mine lies a big big man Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John Big John) Big Bad John
Big John Big John)
Every mornin' at the mine you could see him arrive
He stood six foot six and weighed 2-45
Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip
And everybody knew you didn't give no lip to Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)
Nobody seemed to know where John called home
Just drifted into town and stayed all alone
He didn't say much he kinda quiet and shy
And if you spoke at all you just said hi to Big John
Somebody said he came from New Orleans
Where he got in a fight over a Cajun Queen
And a crashin' blow from a huge right hand
Sent a Louisiana fellow to the Promised Land Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)
Then came the day at the bottom of the mine
When a timber cracked and men started cryin'
Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast
And everybody thought that they'd breath their last cept John
Through the dust and the smoke of this man made heck
Walked a giant of a man that the miners knew well
Grabbed a saggin' timber and gave out with a groan
And like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)
And with all of his strenght he have a mighty shove
Then a miner yelled out there's a light up above
And twenty men Scrambled from a would be grave
Now there's only one left down there to save Big John
With jacks and timbers they started back down
Then came that rumble way down in the ground
And the smoke and gas belched out of the mine
Everybody knew it way the end of the line for Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)
Now they never reopened that worthless pit
They just placed a marbled stand in front of it
These few words're written on that stand
At the bottom of this mine lies a big big man Big John
(Big John Big John) Big Bad John (Big John Big John) Big Bad John
Who? If your talkin about me I went to bed!!Clothespin "n" said:
I know its not the same name, but you got that jim Krotchee song stuck in my head.
"hey jack don't you know you don't tug on superman's cape, you don't spit into the wind, you dont pull the mask of the lone ranger, and you dont mess around with jim"
And did you paste that whole song?
"hey jack don't you know you don't tug on superman's cape, you don't spit into the wind, you dont pull the mask of the lone ranger, and you dont mess around with jim"
And did you paste that whole song?
He's a Cycling Friend who has been Lurking Daily for about
a Year..
when we Ride he talks all about this..and that
on The Forum,
But never Logs in. :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
I'll get em :mrgreen:
a Year..
when we Ride he talks all about this..and that
on The Forum,
But never Logs in. :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
I'll get em :mrgreen:
musclebikes said:
because when we Cycle together..
he spends about a half an Hour Talking about all my New finds,
and all that's going on here..
he's a Bit Shy :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
he Lived a Sheltered Life :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
( I'm gonna pay for that one! ) :wink:
What does "Sheltared life" mean?
ricksterr1221 said:
EXACTLY!!!!!!! :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:
LOLOLOLOLOL
first the potatos in the room and now this! your killing me :mrgreen:
Kev my ribs are killing me!
you heard the man John.......sign up!.....
first the potatos in the room and now this! your killing me :mrgreen:
Kev my ribs are killing me!
you heard the man John.......sign up!.....
