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Intro: A A A
verse 1:
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My son john was a good boy and good to me,
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when we had hard times well he stood by me,
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we were in work and out of work and on the go,
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if he had complaints i never heard of one,
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he would pitch in and help me like a full grown man,
Bm E A E A
My son john, john my son,
verse 2:
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My son john went to College and he made his way,
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had to earn every penny but he paid his way,
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he worked summers and holidays and through the year,
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and it was no easy struggle that he won,
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but he laughed at the ones who thought he had it hard,
Bm E A E A
My son John, John my son,
verse 3:
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My son John got his uniform and went away,
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With a band playing marches he want away,
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And he wrote me a letter when he had the time,
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He was losing his buddies one by one,
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And I prayed and tried not to read between the lines,
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My son John, John my son,
verse 4:
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My son John Came home yesterday, heā??s here to stay,
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Not a word to his father have I heard him say,
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He seems glad to be home but I canā??t be sure,
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When I asked him what heā??s seen and done,
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He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door,
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My son John, John my son,
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He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door,
Bm E A A A
My son John, John my son,
Written by Tom Paxton