Jack The Toad lyrics

Artist  : Savoy Brown 
Song : Jack The Toad
 
Jackie Lynton-Chrysalis Music Ltd. 

Jerimiah said his peace and fell back in the road


He was shot by Coulee Reese 

Who they nick-named Jack The Toad 

Just across his shoulder just a little to the
right  

He heard the click of a 45 hammer 

So he throws himself down and he hits the ground


Rolls right over and spins 'round 

And with one good shot, just one good shot 

He brings that villain right down 

In true "Hour Western" manner 



Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad news 

I knew Coulee, Coulee never lost his cool 



A legend grew and Jack The Toad knew  

To back up all the talk 

One day soon, preferably noon 

He's going to have to take the long walk 

A poker game and a fast stake 

Of these Jack was the master 

But a man called Pete  

At the end of a dusty dusty street 

He's just about six feet 

Now he just might, you know he just might 

He might be a lttle faster 



Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad news 

I knew Coulee, Coulee never lost his cool 



I'll be blowed, I'll be blowed, I'll be blowed


It's Jack The Toad 



I'll be blowed, I'll be blowed, I'll be blowed


It's Jack The Toad 



Well it had to happen on a summers' day 

When Jack was feeling good 

But a friend of a friend, promised a friend of a
friend 

Promised a friend of a friend he would 

But many brave men have said the same thing 

Again and again and again 

Now Jack, when he went out to face Pete  

For the final showdown 

He was just a little bit high 

He'd been drinking and smoking 

And he thought he was so fast 

He made the last move 

And that was the last move he made 



Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad news 

I knew Coulee, Coulee never lost his cool 



Well now he's gone but his memory lives on 

In the mind of every comic strip reader 

Some say weren't Jack, some say was camphor 

Some say he was just a bleeder 

One fact, one fact remain, always be the same


Now on your way through life 

Sometimes you just got to be a little bad 

I knew Jack and, my goodness, he was bad 

He was bad, bad news 

You just got to be a little bad because, if you
ain't 

The great gun fighter in the sky  

Ain't got no one to save 

And if you're just a little bad 

Just a little bad 

Nobody forgets your name 



Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad news 

Bad, oh my goodness, Jack was bad news