Marian McLaughlin - Legend of the Neighborhood lyrics

He was a legend of the neighborhood Always walking his black dog around And when I'd see him with his headphones on I'd call out “Aaron Brown! Aaron Brown, what's going down?” Oh that boy be a walking But he'd stop and start talking To anyone who came around In his camo jacket His music was a racket His headphones blared with sound And in summer and spring He never thought such a thing Of shoes he walked barefoot through town Oh, that was our Aaron That was our Aaron That was our Aaron Brown And you'd be in luck If you saw his blue truck Barreling right down the road ‘Cause he's smile and wave And he most likely gave Stranded walkers a fun ride home With his foot on the pedal He blasted country or metal With him it would always change And in his overalls With a slight southern drawl He was anything but strange ‘Cause he was our Aaron He was our Aaron Brown He was the silliest guy You could ever be around