Lyrics:

Big JohnBig JohnEvery mornning at the mine, you
could see him arrive.He stood 6 foot 6, weighed 245.Kind of broad at the shoulders, narrow at the hip.And
everybody knew you didn't give no lip to Big John.Big JohnBig JohnBig Bad JohnBig JohnNobody seemed to know where John called homeHe
just drifted into town and stayed all alone.He didn't
say much, kind of quiet and shyAnd if you spoke at all,
you'd just said hi to Big John.Somebody said he came
from New Orleans,Where he got into a fight over a Cajun
Queen.And a crash and a blow from a huge right hand,sent a Lousiana fella to the promise land.Big
JohnBig JohnBig bad JohnBig JohnThen came the day at the bottom of the mine,when a
timber cracked and men started crying.Minors were praying,
and hearts beat fastand everybody thought they had
breathed thier lastcept' John.Through the dust
and the smoke of this man made hell,walked a giant of a
man that the minors knew well.Grabbed a sagging timber and
gave out with a groan,and like a giant oak tree he just
stood there alone, Big JohnBig JohnBig JohnBig Bad JohnBig JohnAnd with all of his
strength, he gave a mighty shove.Then a minor yelled out,
'theres a light up above!'.And 20 men scrambled
from a 'would be' gravenow theres only one left
down there to save, Big John.With jacks and timbers, they
started back down,then came that rumble way down in the
ground.And as smoke and gas smelched out of that mine,everybody knew it was the end of the line, for Big John.Big JohnBig JohnBig Bad JohnBig
JohnNow they never re-opend that wortheless pit,they just placed a marble stand in front of it.These few
words are written on that stand,'At the bottom of
this mine, lies one Hell of a man, Big John'Big
JohnBig JohnBig Bad JohnBig John.