Johnny Johnson sits in a bar
Drinking his own red wine
Thinking of his wife and his child
His pain never gets fine
“O darling, darling I should leave
There’s no one else but I
Can handle such arduous flight
In the stormy night sky”
“O Johnny, Johnny please don’t leave
Home is where you should stay
With your beloved wife and children
On such a nice holiday”
He just left with the door open
Leaving his home behind
Without hesitation, he crossed
The line with his eyes blind
In the room next to the cockpit
Johnny and Penny lay
The blazing fire they ignited
Lighten the pitch-black bay
“O Johnny, Johnny please don’t leave
Life without you’ll be dull”
“O honey, honey I won’t leave
You've lightened my candle”
He went home on the next morning
With lip prints on his neck
A bloody scene terrified him
He cried out: what the heck!
On the floor lay his wife and child
With no breathe, they both died
Two dazzling knives blinded his eyes
Then he knelt down and cried
Through tears, something came to his sight
Fresh cookies on table
So warm, so fragrant, so painful
With a letter in the bowl
“O Johnny, Johnny please don’t leave
Home is where you should stay
I have made you tasty cookies
Hope you will not be away'
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