Jackie John

Jackie John

Jackie John, he not no saint
God knows he ain't
God knows he ain't
But he didn't do what the noose was for
An that's fer shore
That's what he swore
Ain't no matter what he say
Jackie pay
See how he pay
He ain't no Jesus, who paid for something
He died for nothing
He died for nothing

The sheriff conjured up a storm
While Jackie's body still was warm
An the peoples knew
That they'd been warned
The law can make you mourn
His chil'en watch his body swing
The peoples sing,
The peoples sing
No one dares to take him down
And the angels gather,
Gather round
The angels gather round
An the voices cry before the throne
Oh God, how long
Oh God, how long.
The peoples sing their woeful song
Until the dawn,
Until the dawn