Pops, did you hear the story of Long John Dean?
Not yet drummer
A bold bank robber from Bowlin´ Green
Was sent to the jail house yesterday
But late last night he made his getaway

He was long gone from Kentucky
Long gone, ain´t he lucky?
Long gone, what I mean
A long gone John from Bowlin´ Green

Long John stood on the railroad tie
Waitin´ for freight train to come by
Freight train came by puffin´ and flyin´
Oughta seen long John grabbin´ that blind

They caught him in ´Frisco to seal his fate
At San Quentin they jailed him one evening late
But out on the ocean John did escape
´Cause the guards forgot to close the Golden Gate

Well, they offered a reward to bring him back
Even put bloodhounds on his track

Those doggone bloodhounds lost his scent
Now nobody knows where John went
A gang of men tried to capture Dean
So they chased him with a submarine
Dean jumped overboard and grabbed the submarine
And made that gang catch a flyin´ machine

He´s long gone from Kentucky
A long gone, that boy´s lucky
A long gone, what I mean
A long gone John from Bowlin´ Green

He´s long gone, I said, from Kentucky
Long gone, hmm, that boy´s lucky
Long gone; yeah, he´s got nothing in the head
Long gone, long gone