The Tale of Johnny Ringo

[Purple Haze]

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Sung to the tune of "I Saw Her Standing There" by a medium-sized group of Dance Hall Ladies"

He was old tired and mean,
As a gambler he was green,
And the way he walked, made the men-folk stare,

We can't believe his pajamas, woooooohh!
And his Datsun had no spare,

Ringo was his name, cow-pokin' was his game,
And his belt buckle, was bigger than his brain,

He couldn't rope Oprah Winfrey, wooooooohh!
And his Datsun had no spare,

Well his Colt went boom,
And he crossed that room,
And picked out, his hat at Pamida................

(doing the can-can)

Oh we laughed through the night,
Johnny was such a sight,
When he tried to tell, a stallion from a mare,

He couldn't ride like a cowboy, oooooohhh!
And his Datsun had no spare.

(my apologies to Beatles fans)

 

[Gingersnap]

You read a lot of Mad Magazine as a child didn't you?

 

[XXplorher]

Nothing better

A tremendous song of 'folk'............



Forrrrr meee to poooopp onnnnnnnnnn!!!!
('Triumph the insult comic dog')