Jim Croce - Bad Boy Leroy Brown-HQ

Jim Croce -Bad Boy Leroy Brown Lyrics 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 mens just call him “sir“ And it’s bad, bad leroy brown The baddest man in the whole damn 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 32 gun in his pocket for fun He got a razor in his shoe And it’s bad, bad leroy brown The baddest man in the whole damn town Badder than old king kong And meaner than a junkyard dog Well friday bout a week ago Leroy shootin’ dice And at the edge of the bar Sat a girl named doris And ooh that girl looked nice Well he cast his eyes upon her And the trouble soon began And leroy brown learned a lesson ’bout messin’ with the wife of a jealous man And it’s bad, bad leroy brown The baddest man in the whole damned town Badder than old king kong And meaner than a junkyard dog, 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 And it’s bad, bad leroy brown The baddest man in the whole damn town Badder than old king kong And meaner than a junkyard dog