Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Well, the south side of Chicago

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Is the baddest part of town.

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And if you go down there

You better just beware of a man name of Leroy Brown.

Now, Leroy`s more than trouble,

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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,

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The baddest man in the whole damn town.

Badder than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog.

Now, Leroy, he`s 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'

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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.