Bad, Bad Leroy Brown - Jim Croce

    Well the South side of Chicago
    Is the baddest part of town
    And if you go down there
    You better just beware
    Of a man named Leroy Brown

    Now Leroy more than trouble
    You see he stand 'bout six foot four
    All the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"
    All the men just call him "Sir"

    And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
    The baddest man in the whole damned town
    Badder than old King Kong
    And meaner than a junkyard dog

    Now Leroy he a gambler
    And he like his fancy clothes
    And he like to wave his 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 shootin' dice
    And at the edge of the bar
    Sat a girl name of Doris
    And oh that girl looked 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 the two men took to fightin'
    And when they pulled them from the floor
    Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
    With a couple of pieces gone

    Yeah you were badder than old King Kong
    And meaner than a junkyard dog

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