Johnny Lobo

Once upon a dusty reservation somewhere in the land of Sittin' Bull
Johnny Lobo played with fire and dreamed of open spaces
Locked inside a heaven gone to hell
All the dreams were gone but not forgotten murdered like the holy buffalo
But Johnny Lobo knew the rules and grew into a warrior
Fightin' for his people and his soul
Oh Johnny Lobo oh Johnny Lobo
Loaded down with lessons that he carried home from VietNam to Wounded Knee
Johnny Lobo burned a flag he knew had been dishonored
Paid the price for thinking he was free
Someone set his house on fire burned it to the ground
With his wife and children locked inside
Later when the bitter tears were falling to the ashes
Something good in Johnny Lobo died
Oh Johnny Lobo oh Johnny Lobo

[ harmonica ]
In a darkened corner of a tavern burning down old memories again
Johnny Lobo stares into the smoke and dream of clouds
Runnin' like wild horses with the wind
Holy Phoenix rising from the ashes into the circle of the sun
Johnny Lobo's warrior heart was burnished in the embers and the battle's just begun
Oh Johnny Lobo oh Johnny Lobo

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