Bad Bad Leroy Brown

Well the south side of Chicago is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there then you better be aware of this cat they call Leroy Brown
Well ol’ Leroy’s looking for trouble you see he stand bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him treetop lover all the men’s just call him sir

And he’s bad bad Leroy Brown the baddest man the whole damned town
Badder than old King King and meaner than a junkyard dog

Well ol’ Leroy he’s a gambler and he likes his fancy clothes
He likes to wave that diamond ring upon everybody’s nose
And he’s got a custom continental he got a Eldorado too
He got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun and a razor blade in his shoe

And he’s bad bad Leroy Brown…

Friday night about a week ago Leroy’s out shootin’ dice
And at the edge of the bar stood a girl name of Doris and ooh that girl looked nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her and the trouble it’s soon began
And ol’ Leroy learned a lesson bout messin’ with the wife of a jealous man

The two men they took to fight and when they scraped Leroy off of the floor
That poor boy looked like a jigsaw puzzle with a couple of pieces gone

And he’s bad bad Leroy Brown…