John

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john and i worked at the chinese restaurant
doin dishes and drivin the truck
we’d listen to sabbath so loud folks complained
in the back we never gave a fuck

we’d drive down the river with catpoles and livers
tallboy highlifes and cigs
john’d roll a doobie and we’d talk about movies
and dream about makin it big

In the summer night
Under the bigstar lite
Dreamin
Over my head

john had a nissan we’d strap a canoe on
and take it on down to the stream
we’d paddle around and then head into town
to see what we could see

we’d hang out and talk alot out in the parking lot
he met her out under the lights
they went steady through winter November december
and made it through spring alright

into the summer nights
under the bigstar lites
dreamin
over my head

john and his lady broke up for some shady shit
she left em one night after shoutin
you never loved me but we figured he must’ve
when he drove his old truck off the mountain

now i can’t go fishin without kinda wishin
john was there jus to talk
he left us in wonder and stole all our thunder
i’ll never get over the shock

of the summer night
under the bigstar lite
dreamin
over my head

summer nights
under the bigstar lites
dreamin
if it were me instead