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Oh, John Dillon James was my good time country
Well, we hunted, and fished his last days away
He was just a hired farm hand, worked old man Walker's
Retired on his 68th
Yeah, he a size sixteen shoe, had skin like alligator
Lord, he pick up a deer and walk right out of those woods
Old Dillon had a million but he sung me one refrain
And I recall that song by John James

One July Monday morning I met him at the fishing
But old Dillon wasn't his half pint of tin hide
His roll your own tobacco string was a-hanging his pocket
His eyes red as beets, looked like he cried
And I know he sat on knees cause his overalls muddy
But my ten year old mind understand
He sat down on the bank and wrote four line refrain
And I recall that song by John Dillon

Well, I got my ticket for the in the sky
I've talking to the man, I'm gonna fly
Paid the price down on my
A voice from heaven me
I got my ticket for the in the sky

Well, it was one year to the day on a July Monday
I waited at the fishing hole but old Dillon, he show
Daddy came down about noon, and
Son, got some news
Lord's rested old soul
Yeah, and I up to his bedside
down at old big Dillon
Lord knows that I saw a of wings
That tables set but I felt good, for at last I
That refrain sung by Dillon James