Tom Paxton (born Thomas Richard Paxton on October 31, 1937) is an American singer and writer of folk music whose songs have had enduring appeal (and include modern standards such as "The Last Thing on My Mind") known for a cynical, often political edge. In 2009, he received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award. Paxton was born in Chicago, Illinois, the youngest child of Burton and Esther Paxton. The Paxton family moved to Bristow, Oklahoma in 1948, where Tom grew to adulthood and which he still considers home.
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Date: Mon, 19 Feb 1996 23:35:24 +0000 (GMT) From: Rev Linda Slug Subject: Johnny Got A Gun
This is one of those songs that everybody should hear. It's on Tom's new record - "Wearing The Time", but it probably won't get much airplay. Read the lyrics. Buy the record. Play it to your friends.
Johnny Got A Gun - Tom Paxton
Bm, A, G, G, A, Bm (Twice)
BmAGABm Johnny's mum and dad both worked long hours, they worked on the weekends too BmAGABm Johnny was eleven, but they had no notion of what Johnny was going through ADADF# Johnny got pushed and Johnny got robbed and it made him feel chicken to run BmAGABm Big kids picked on Johnny every day, so Johnny went and got him a gun
Johnny got a gun, he didn't bring it home, he covered it with rags and dirt. On his way to school he looked both ways, then he hid it under his shirt. Johnny was afraid of going to school, there was always trouble in the hall. Fights in the boys' room, guns in the lockers and little kids bouncing off the walls.
Chorus: DA Johnny was afraid of dying young GF# Everybody he knew had a gun BmGABm So Johnny got a gun and every little thing looked cool.
First time Johnny flashed his gun everybody backed off fast. Everybody treated him differently then. Johnny felt safe at last. Johnny had a gun and everybody knew and everybody left him alone. Till he bumped a kid who was coming down the stairs and the kid had a gun of his own.
The kid pushed Johnny, Johnny went down and the kid had something to say. Pulled his gun, Johnny shot first and he blew the other kid away The police came and took away the gun, said he wouldn't need a gun any more Took him to the station, sat him in a chair And his feet didn't reach the floor.
Chorus
Johnny had a hearing plead self defence, prosecutor said "No way." Judge said "you're eleven, but you're killing like a man and it's gonna be a long, long stay" Johnny's mum and dad still work long hours and knock on the unit door Sit with Johnny in the visitor's room and his feet don't reach the floor.
Chorus
GABm And his feet don't reach the floor.
Transcribed 27th January 1996 by David Linley. Comments and mistakes to [email protected]