Bad bad leroy brown Jim Croce
 Title: BAD, BAD LEROY BROWN (Jim Croce)
Well, the [G]south side of Chicago
Is the [A7]baddest part of town.
And if you [B7]go down there
You better j[C]ust beware of a [D7]man name of Leroy [G]Brown.
Now, Leroy more than trouble,
You see he [A7]stand about 'bout six foot four.
All the [B7]downtown ladies call him "[C]treetop lover."
All the [D7]men just call him "[G]sir."
And he's bad, bad, Leroy Brown,
The [A7]baddest man in the whole damn town.
[B7]Badder than old [C]King Kong
And [D]meaner than a [C]junkyard dog.
Now, Leroy, he a gambler,
and he likes his fancy clothes.
And he likes to wave diamond rings
in front of everybody's nose.
He got a custom Continental.
He got an Eldorado too.
He got a thirty-two gun in his pocket for fun.
He got a razor in his shoe.
Well, Friday 'bout a week ago,
Leroy's shootin' dice.
And at the edge of the bar sat a girl name of Doris
and oh, that girl look nice
Well, he cast his eyes upon her
and the trouble soon began.
And Leroy Brown, he learned a lesson 'bout messin'
with the wife of a jealous man
Well, [G]the two men took to fightin'
And when they [A7]pulled them from the floor,
[B7]Leroy looked like a [C]jigsaw puzzle with a [D7]couple of pieces [G]gone.
Out Chorus: B7 C
Yes, you were badder than old King Kong
And [D]meaner than a [C]junkyard [G]dog.
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