Mr Johnson must get out Mr Johnson must be free Mr Johnson must get wild Before the night He runs to get out He rushes to get out He'd better watch out, not gonna burn Up finding his way, flying away

And when the owls cry in the night If the river runs dry, baby, how do you feel? Oh baby it's cryin' time Oh baby I got to fly Got to try to find a way Got to try to get away 'Cause you know I gotta get away from you babe

I cannot cry ?cause the shoulder cries more Get away, run away, fly away Lead me astray, to dreamer?s hideaway I cannot die, I, the whore for the cold world Forgive me, I have but two faces One for the world, One for God save me I cannot die, I, a whore