Oh, John

Oh, John

Words and music by Shellah Garrett

Oh, John
I can't believe you're gone
Years now to the day
Seems like yesterday
You went away

Oh, John
How come it all turned out so wrong?
They had no right to take you
Just because they could not break you
So afraid of what you might do…

I was born in '62
And I never saw you play
But I heard what you had to say…
And all the Mister Goldmans*
And assassins of your dream
Can't stop you singing
To me

Oh, John
I can't believe you're gone
Just when you were starting over
It's over
Oh, John

*The Lives of John Lennon an unauthorized biography by Albert Goldman