Hidden Shadows

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Hidden Shadows

--- "Johnny Buckhorn (The Wild Czech Dude)" (Verse 1) There’s a guy from the hills, name’s Johnny Buckhorn, Drinks like a tank and he howls 'til morn. Leather boots, no shirt, wild hair and smoke, Tells dirty jokes, makes the whole town choke. (Chorus) Oh Johnny, you dirty rascal king, Swingin’ that Buckhorn like it means something. You don’t give a damn, you don’t play clean, Rolls through town like a rude machine. (Verse 2) He mooned the mayor, peed on the wall, Stole a priest’s flask at a Sunday ball. He’s got swagger, a grin so mean, Kicks in doors like a wild sex machine. (Chorus) Oh Johnny, you wild little prick, Running your mouth and swinging your stick. No rules, no chill, just Czech-born fire, Lighting up bars like a live wire. (Bridge) He don’t say “sorry,” he just says “cheers,” Left ten mad lovers and stole their beers. He’s the legend your dad warned you about, But damn, when he sings, the girls still shout: (Final Chorus) Yeah Johnny, the bastard we adore, Breaks your heart, then breaks down the door. Loud and crude, but fun as

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--- "Johnny Buckhorn (The Wild Czech Dude)" (Verse 1) There’s a guy from the hills, name’s Johnny Buckhorn, Drinks like a tank and he howls 'til morn. Leather boots, no shirt, wild hair and smoke, Tells dirty jokes, makes the whole town choke. (Chorus) Oh Johnny, you dirty rascal king, Swingin’ that Buckhorn like it means something. You don’t give a damn, you don’t play clean, Rolls through town like a rude machine. (Verse 2) He mooned the mayor, peed on the wall, Stole a priest’s flask at a Sunday ball. He’s got swagger, a grin so mean, Kicks in doors like a wild sex machine. (Chorus) Oh Johnny, you wild little prick, Running your mouth and swinging your stick. No rules, no chill, just Czech-born fire, Lighting up bars like a live wire. (Bridge) He don’t say “sorry,” he just says “cheers,” Left ten mad lovers and stole their beers. He’s the legend your dad warned you about, But damn, when he sings, the girls still shout: (Final Chorus) Yeah Johnny, the bastard we adore, Breaks your heart, then breaks down the door. Loud and crude, but fun as

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