Lyrics Jerry Reed – Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Well the south side of Chicago is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there you better just beware of a man they call Leroy Brown
Now Leroy’s more than trouble you see he stands only bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies they call him Treetop Lover all the men they just call him sir

And it’s bad bad Leroy Brown
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 really likes his fancy clothes
He likes to wear his damned diamond rings on his fingers under everybody’s nose
He got a custom Continental he’s got a Eldorado too
He got a .32 gun in his pocket just for fun and a razor blade in his shoe

And he’s bad bad Leroy Brown…

Now Friday night bout a week ago Leroy shootin’ some dice
And at the edge of the bar sat a gal named Doris and ooh that girl looked nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her and the trouble it soon began
Ol’ Leroy Brown he learned a lesson bout messin’ with the wife of a jealous man

And he’s bad bad Leroy Brown…

Well the two men squared off and took to fightin’ and when they pulled ’em both offa the floor
Ol’ Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle with a couple of pieces gone

And he’s bad bad Leroy Brown…
And he’s bad bad Leroy Brown…