Standard (EADGBE)

Chorus

And he

bad, bad Leroy Brown

The

baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than old King

Kong

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

(CHORUS)

Now Friday 'bout a week ago

Leroy shootin' dice

And at the edge of the bar sat a girl name Doris

And oo, that girl looked nice

Well he cast his eyes upon her

And the trouble soon began

Leroy Brown learned a lesson 'bout messin'

With the wife of a jealous man

(CHORUS)

Well the two men took to fighting

And when they pulled them from the floor

Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle

With a couple of pieces gone.

(CHORUS)

112

Title: 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 name of Leroy Brown.

Now, Leroy more than trouble,

  You see he stand about 'bout six foot four.

  All the downtown ladies call him "treetop lover."

  All the men just call him "sir."

Chorus

  And he'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 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.

(Chorus)

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

(Chorus)

  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.

Out Chorus:

  Yes, you were badder than old King Kong

  And meaner than a junkyard dog.

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All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain.