Knockin’ Lost John

I went down to Duffy’s bar with depression on my mind

Just to blow off a little steam and try to unwind

Times were getting tough with no relief in sight

Last straw I lost my job, next straw your life

Knock on, knockin’ lost John
The great depression was going strong
Hard times comin’ on
Long gone, knockin’ lost John
Born on the south side, got my schoolin’ at the pool hall

Saturday night we get back to back, Sunday mornin’ wall to wall

Never seen nothing like it, jumpin’out of windows and going mad

But hat’s not half as bad as losin’ what you never had

Knock on, knockin’ lost John
The great depression was going strong
Hard times comin’ on
Long gone, knockin’ lost John
Knock on, knockin’ lost John
The great depression was going strong
Hard times comin’ on
Long gone, knockin’ lost John

Back in 1929 it was livin’ hell
Crime was on the rise when the bottom fell
Keepin’ poverty pocket high upon the hill
Back door, you lock it, they’ll break it still

Knock on, knockin’ lost John
The great depression was going strong Hard times comin’ on
Long gone, knockin’ lost John