Johnny - Jim Sullivan

See the people run and gather:

How something high has caught their eye!

Ripening with the sound of something

The speaker stands to wave and cry

He says: «hear ye, hear ye, faithful poppets

Now something dreadful has occurred

And ye waste no time, ye heed my warning:

Little Johnny thinks he is a bird!»

Johnny, come down, come down from the sky;

Johnny, come down, you’re flying too high

Johnny yells full of the posture

Sailing high above the ground:

«I won’t drink your muddy water;

You’ll try your best and i won’t come down

Cause i can see your picture painted

And true, it’s part of life, i’m sure

And that don’t mean i’ve got to like it

And when the air is clean and pure.»

Johnny, come down, come down from the sky;

Johnny, come down, you’re flying too high

Johnny, tell us, tell us, will you

Just what secret have you found?

Do you really know the answer

How to sail above the ground?

Cause half is part of all an answer

And it’s better, sure, than none at all

And i can’t love no hand that strikes me;

If i shot him down, i’d surely fall

Johnny, come down, come down from the sky;

Johnny, come down, you’re flying too high