He would ride out on the prairie Sun up and he'd be gone On a leather strap around his neck He wore a white bull horn He would be an Indian for a day Ridin' bareback on the range He called himself Cochise But Jimmy was his name
Chorus: He was a western James Dean He was a rebel he played wild He was the first born In my family of five He was a most unusual Most unusual Unusual child
There was Frankie and there was Billy Oh but Jimmy was my favorite one Seems rather strange to me When I think of what he done So many times I wonder What Jimmy was all about He was sweet he was crazy And he was inside out
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Jimmy knew he'd die young There wasn't anything he wouldn't try One night he tried too hard Good-bye Jimmy good-bye
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Song Description: "A ballad of healing and forgiveness for my eldest brother, who sexually abused me when I was a preschooler and who died at the age of 27 of a heroin overdose".