Old John Robertson - Single Version

Old John Robertson
 He wore a Stetson hat
 People everywhere would laugh behind his back
 No one cared to take any time to find out
 What he was all about
 Fear kept them out
 Children laughed and played
 And didn't know his name
 They could tell when he was coming just the same
 Walking slow with old John's crippled wife by his side
 Then she sighed
 Then she died
 Magic words from him
 Entrancing children's ears
 But their laughter didn't help to hide his tears
 All in vain
 It was no game
 For he'd lost an old friend
 In the end
 In the end
 Old John Robertson
 He wore a Stetson hat
 People everywhere would laugh behind his back
 No one cared to take any time to find out
 What he was all about
 Fear kept them out