Damn Good Time Lyrics

Mary Jo had auburn hair and dark green eyes

She was dating the quarterback he stood six-foot-five

Johnny boy had a crooked smile not a penny to his name

But senior year at the Stovall ranch he made his claim to fame

A couple kegs in the bed of a truck he stole from the county fair

Wasn't long til that red and blue showed up he didn't have a prayer

Quarterback boy ran for the hills Mary stood by Johnny's side

He told her girl I ain't no good, but I'm a damn good time

May not go down in the hall of fame

But a town of 1200 all know Johnny's name

He's gonna raise some hell, he's gonna cross some lines

He ain't good, but he's a damn good time

Johnny's buddy called him late one night said he'd had some trouble at home

His old lady packed all her things, hell, she was long gone

So they met at the local spot and talked over two dollar wells

Johnny gave his best advice said your wife can go to Hell

May not go down in the hall of fame

But this whole damn bar seems to know Johnny's name

He's gonna raise some hell, he's gonna cross some lines

He ain't good, but he's a damn good time

He may not go down in the hall of fame

But one day the whole damn world will know Johnny's name

He's always raisin' hell, he's always crossin lines

He ain't good, but he's a Damn good time

He's a damn good time