The Byrds - Old John Robertson lyrics

Old John Robertson he wore a Stetson hat People everywhere would laugh behind his back No one cared to take any time to find out What he was all about, fear kept them out Children laughed and played and didn't know his name They could tell when he was coming just the same Walking slow with old Jo his crippled wife by his side Then she sighed, then she died Magic words from him entrancing children's ears But their laughter didn't help to hide his tears All in vain it was no game for he'd lost an old friend In the end, in the end... Old John Robertson he wore a Stetson hat People everywhere would laugh behind his back No one cared to take any time to find out What he was all about, fear kept them out