Sleepy John
The Hippy Story (Don't Do Drugs)
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Sleepy John was an old hippy
Starting in Duluth as a gypsy
a gypsy
a gypsy
Ran from the law by the way of the track
Ended up down south and never came back
no, he never came back
never came back
Mississippi
You treat me well
I'll die down here
End up in hell
All he did was sell some stuff
You have to to do what it is you must
do what you must
do what you must
The police got him quick and so he ran
Left his wife became a single man
a single man
a single man
I miss you baby
You treated me well
Ended up down here
in hell
She grew up and got a job
Married a man who wasn't a slob
He wasn't a slob
He had a job
Sleepy John no he never did quit
His memories he couldn't forget
no, he couldn't forget
he couldn't forget
Mississippi
You treated me well
I've died now
And gone to hell
Starting in Duluth as a gypsy
a gypsy
a gypsy
Ran from the law by the way of the track
Ended up down south and never came back
no, he never came back
never came back
Mississippi
You treat me well
I'll die down here
End up in hell
All he did was sell some stuff
You have to to do what it is you must
do what you must
do what you must
The police got him quick and so he ran
Left his wife became a single man
a single man
a single man
I miss you baby
You treated me well
Ended up down here
in hell
She grew up and got a job
Married a man who wasn't a slob
He wasn't a slob
He had a job
Sleepy John no he never did quit
His memories he couldn't forget
no, he couldn't forget
he couldn't forget
Mississippi
You treated me well
I've died now
And gone to hell