Billy Jack Lyrics - Superfly [tko] - Curtis Mayfield

Just out of Monday 

I run into a friend 

Down the street, down the street 

Where I live 

Sad things begin 

I could feel from within 

From the message, from the message 

He had to give 

About a buddy of mine 

He run out of time, his life run out of time 

Somebody past noon, shot across the room 

And now the man no longer lives 

Too bad about him 

Too sad about him 

Don't get me wrong, the man is gone 

But it's a wonder, he lived this long 

Up in the city they called him Boss Jack 

But down home he was an alley cat 

Ah, didn't care nothing about being black 

Oh, Billy Jack 

There can't be no fun, can't be no fun 

To be shot, shot with a hand gun 

Your body sprawled out, you without a doubt 

Running people out, there on the floor 

Sad bloody mess 

Shot all up in his chest, shot in his chest 

One sided duel, gun and a fool, ah 

What a way to go 

Up in the city they called him Boss Jack 

But down home he was a alley cat 

Ah, didn't care nothin' 'bout being Black 

Oh, Billy Jack