Jim Croce
Bring Back That Leroy Brown
[Chorus]
Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown (yeah)
Bring back, bring back
Gotta bring that Leroy Brown (back)

[Verse 1]
Bet your bottom dollar bill
You're a playboy (yeah, yeah!)
Daddy cool, with a ninety dollar smile
(Woo, woo, woo, woo-yeah)
Took my money out of gratitude
And he get right out of town (well)
I got to getty up
Steady up, shoot him down
Got to hit that latitude (babe)

[Chorus]
Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown (yeah)
Bring back, bring back
Gotta bring back Leroy Brown (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Big, bad Leroy Brown
He got no common sense (no, no)
He got no brains
But he sure got a lot of style
Can't stand no more in this, here, jail
I got to rid myself of this sentence
Got to get out the heat
Step into the shade
Got to get me there
Dead or alive (babe)
[Guitar Solo]
(Woo, woo, big, bad Leroy, woo, woo)
(Woo, woo, big, bad Leroy Brown)

(Well)

[Chorus]
Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown
Bring back, bring back
Gotta bring back Leroy Brown (back)

[Verse 3]
Big mama Lulu Belle
She had a nervous breakdown
(She had a nervous breakdown)
Leroy's taken her honey Chile away
But she met him down
At the station (ooo-hoo)
Put a shotgun to his head
And unless I be mistaken (mistaken)
This is what she said
"Big bad big boy, big bad Leroy Brown
I'm gonna get that cutie pie"

[Chorus]
Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown (yeah)
[Verse 4]
Big bad caused a mighty
Fine sensation (yeah, yeah)
Gone and got himself elected President
(We want Leroy for President)
Next time you got to
Hit a bitty baddy weather
This time like a shimmy shammy leather
He's a big boy, bad boy Leroy
I don't care where you get him from

[Outro]
Bring that big, bad Leroy back
Want him back