Mad John

Big hairy-armed monster
Whiskey on the brain
Chasing all the girls away
When mad John comes from the wood
Mad johns up to no good
Madman John, he’s on the prowl again
His mean red eyes will cut right through your skin
When mad John comes from the wood
Mad John’s up to no good
He’ll blow your houses down
He’ll terrify your town
He’ll stamp your fire out
When Mad John comes from the wood
Mad John’s up to no good