He stood six foot six and weighed 245.

[chaska]

Big Bad John
Jimmy Dean

(Words and Music by Jimmy Dean)


(Big John, Big John)
Ev'ry mornin' at the mine you could see him arrive
He stood six foot six and weighed two forty five
Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip
And everybody knew ya didn't give no lip to Big John.
(Big John, Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)

Nobody seemed to know where John called home
He just drifted into town and stayed all alone
He didn't say much, kinda quiet and shy
And if you spoke at all, you just said "Hi" to Big John.

Somebody said he came from New Orleans
Where he got in a fight over a Cajun Queen
And a crashin' blow from a huge right hand
Sent a Loosiana fellow to the Promised Land-Big John
(Big John, Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)

Then came the day at the bottom of the mine
When a timber cracked and men started cryin'
Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast
And everybody thought that they'd breathed their last-'cept John

Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell
Walked a giant of a man that the miners knew well
Grabbed a saggin' timber, gave out with a groan
And like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone-Big John
(Big John, Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)

And with all of his strength he gave a mighty shove
Then a miner yelled out "There's a light up above!"
And twenty men scrambled from a would-be grave
Now there's only one left down there to save-Big John

With jacks and timbers they started back down
Then came that rumble way down in the ground
And then smoke and gas belched out of that mine
Everybody knew it was the end of the line for Big John
(Big John, Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)

Now they never reopened that worthless pit
They just placed a marble stand in front of it
These few words are written on that stand
At the bottom of this mine lies a hell of man, Big John
(Big John, Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)

[Left Is Write]

1. I love that song.

Unfortunately, I've now been reminded of the current commercial running for Jimmy Dean Wraps.

"The eggs come from real chickens. The milk comes from real cows. And the sausage comes from Jimmy Dean."

[chaska]

2. Hmm, not my intention. Still I have no problem with that. Mmm, sewages.

[Sporadicus]

3. Reminds Me of a Stupid Old Joke About the Butcher Who Backed into a Fan

He got a little behind in his orders.

[CO Liberal]

4. The Little-Known Final Verse to "Big Bad John"

When they got to the spot where Big John died
He was one inch tall and twelve feet wide, Big John.
(Big John, Big John) Big Bad John (Big John)

:-)

[chaska]

5. That's gotta hurt.

[man4allcats]

6. I think Jimmy Dean did his own parody

of this good old song. I wish I knew the words to it. I'm sure they're on Google somewhere. All I can remember is

Nobody knew where John came from
Not even John - he was kinda dumb
Big John. Big John. Big Bad John.

:-)

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

7. Sounds like my 6'5, 250-lb. nephew

Nobody takes no lip from Big Bad Tyler.

[Spacemom]

8. Another great Jimmy Dean

Originally done by Tennesse Earnie Ford

Sixteen Tons

Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said Well a-bless my soul

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

If you see me comin', better step aside
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't a-get you, then the left one will

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store.



This was our traveling song for long trips when I was a kid. :D