Jim Croce - Bad, Bad Leroy Brown Lyrics
Well the south side of chicagoIs the baddest part of townAnd if you go down thereYou better just bewareOf a man named leroy brownNow leroy more than troubleYou see he stand bout six foot fourAll the downtown ladies call him treetop loverAll the mens just call him sirAnd its bad, bad leroy brownThe baddest man in the whole damn townBadder than old king kongAnd meaner than a junkyard dogNow leroy he a gamblerAnd he like his fancy clothesAnd he like to wave his diamond ringsIn front of everybodys noseHe got a custom continentalHe got an eldorado tooHe got a 32 gun in his pocket for funHe got a razor in his shoeAnd its bad, bad leroy brownThe baddest man in the whole damn townBadder than old king kongAnd meaner than a junkyard dogWell friday bout a week agoLeroy shootin diceAnd at the edge of the barSat a girl named dorisAnd ooh that girl looked niceWell he cast his eyes upon herAnd the trouble soon beganAnd leroy brown learned a lessonbout messin with the wife of a jealous manAnd its bad, bad leroy brownThe baddest man in the whole damned townBadder than old king kongAnd meaner than a junkyard dog,Well the two men took to fightinAnd when they pulled them from the floorLeroy looked like a jigsaw puzzleWith a couple of pieces goneAnd its bad, bad leroy brownThe baddest man in the whole damn townBadder than old king kongAnd meaner than a junkyard dog
