Lost John's sitting on a railroad track Waiting for a booster, ain't due to come back He's long gone, long gone Lost John hiding like a weasel in the rye Bottle full of trouble and the devil in his eye He's long gone, long gone He's long lost John from Bowling Green Lost John cutting through the Indiana Corn Thousand people chasing him have never been born He's long gone, long gone High up in the treetops, way up in the air Branches in the ribcage, kerosene prayer Long gone, long gone He's long lost John from Bowling Green Lost John sitting on a railroad track Waiting for a booster, ain't due to come back Long gone, long gone