My Son John Lyrics - Singles - Boiled In Lead

My son John was tall and slim 

And he had a leg for every limb 

Now he's got no legs at all 

They're both shot away with a cannonball 

Well were you drunk or were you blind 

To leave your two fine legs behind 

Or was it from walking upon the sea 

That took your legs from the ground to the knee 

I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind 

To leave my two fine legs behind 

Was a cannonball on the fifth of May 

Took my two fine legs away 

And all the foreign wars I'll now denounce 

'Twixt this king of England or that king of France 

I'd rather my legs as they used to be 

Than the king of Spain and his whole navy 

For I was tall and I was slim 

And I had a leg for every limb 

Now I've got no legs at all 

You can't win a race with a cannonball 

For I was tall and I was slim 

And I had a leg for every limb 

Now I've got no legs at all 

You can't win a race with a cannonball 

Transcribed by 

Maxwell Edison 

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