The Song of John the Kind

Worm
Give me a boring song with no violence or romance whatsoever

I sing this song of John the Kind who said both thanks and please
A polite knight, he never whined, and blessed you when you sneezed
He always wrote his thank-you notes, he never ate dessert
And when the time for fighting came, he always used his words
The song of John the Kind

One day he went a-questin', but he got stuck at the door
For there was always someone coming he would hold it for
By the time he hit the road, the sky had lost its light
"Good thing I brought my mom," he said, "to give a kiss goodnight"
The song of John the Kind

And when he finally came upon the fearsome dragon's den
John offered up a challenge, "Dragon, will you be my friend?"
The dragon dropped her golden sword, the fire had left her eyes
"You taught me I should share my hoard, may I apologize?"
The song of John the Kind

John met some angry villagers, an ogre stole their cows
John sent the ogre to his cave and gave him a time-out
The ogre wept, "I've been a butt," John frowned, "You mean behind"
"Alright," he said, "the truth's clear-cut, be nice like John the Kind"
The song of John the Kind

Now John the Kind, he had a horse he'd ride from here to there
And then, of course, he'd let his horse ride him 'cause fair is fair
The evil king, he hated John, "Bring me his head," he said
And so John brought it to him, that's the last thing that he did
The song of John the Kind



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Robbins, Mac Barnett, Shawn Harris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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