Johnny 99
Well, they closed down the auto plant in Mahwah late last month
Ralf went out lookin' for a job, but he said that couldn't find none
He came home too drunk from mixin' Taquería and wine
He got a gun shot a night clerk, now they call him Johnny 99
Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light you don't stop
Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top
When an off-duty cop snuck up on him from behind
Out in front of the club, Tip Top, they slapped the cuffs on Johnny 99
Well, the city supplied a public defender, but the judge was mean John Brown
He came into the courtroom and stared poor Johnny down
Well, the evidence is clear, they gonna let the sentence fit the crime
Prison for 98 and a year, we'll call it even Johnny 99
A fist fight broke out in the courtroom, they had to drag Johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted, "Judge, don't take my boy this way"
Well, son, you got a statement that you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away
Now, judge, judge, I got debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage, and they was takin' my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that makes me an innocent man
But it was more than all this that put that gun in my hand
Well, your honour, I do believe I'd be better off dead
And if you can take a man's life for the thoughts that's in his head
Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over, judge one more time?
Let 'em shave off my hair and put me on that execution line
Ralf went out lookin' for a job, but he said that couldn't find none
He came home too drunk from mixin' Taquería and wine
He got a gun shot a night clerk, now they call him Johnny 99
Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light you don't stop
Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top
When an off-duty cop snuck up on him from behind
Out in front of the club, Tip Top, they slapped the cuffs on Johnny 99
Well, the city supplied a public defender, but the judge was mean John Brown
He came into the courtroom and stared poor Johnny down
Well, the evidence is clear, they gonna let the sentence fit the crime
Prison for 98 and a year, we'll call it even Johnny 99
A fist fight broke out in the courtroom, they had to drag Johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted, "Judge, don't take my boy this way"
Well, son, you got a statement that you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away
Now, judge, judge, I got debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage, and they was takin' my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that makes me an innocent man
But it was more than all this that put that gun in my hand
Well, your honour, I do believe I'd be better off dead
And if you can take a man's life for the thoughts that's in his head
Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over, judge one more time?
Let 'em shave off my hair and put me on that execution line
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Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
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