John Oaks – Neil YoungBy John Oaks is in the neighborhoodProtecting all the treesHe’s the master of irrigationAnd he knows what he seesGrape farmers watering everywherePipes running where they pleaseJohn sees his laws are brokenTrees drowning where they breatheNow John used to be a mellow manDrinking Chai and smoking weedAin’t no one in the countyEver see’d whatever he see’dJohn Oaks, John OaksJohn Oaks, John OaksOld John rides in his pickupWith rakes and friends in the backWorkers he takes with himThen he drives them all backTo protect them from the politiciansUsing them to get aheadPreying on the peopleTrying to get inside their headsJohn Oaks is really stand-upHe won’t take shit lying downHe calls it like he sees itAnd he puts his money downJohn Oaks, John OaksJohn Oaks, John OaksOne day at the demonstrationJohn Oaks was standing upHe arrived there at the locationIn his old pickup truckTook a rake in his handAnd his workers by his sideStood there waiting for his turnTo speak and turn the tideWhen he found himself surroundedBy police everywhereThey tried to take his workers to jailWhen he grabbed one by his hairJohn Oaks, John OaksJohn Oaks, John OaksShots rang out and people yelledAs the police took controlShot a black man right where he fellWith a sniper on the knollJohn Oaks saw law and orderWas leading him astrayTried to get back in his pickupWith his workers to get awayThat’s when the police moved inAnd stood there in his wayJohn started up his pickupAnd that was his last dayJohn Oaks, John OaksJohn Oaks, John OaksThey said he had a pistolWhen the old pickup backfiredAnd shot him there behind the wheelAnd then John Oaks expiredThe workers grabbed the rakesAnd that’s all that I can sayThey went to the cemeteryAnd they stay there to this dayJohn Oaks, John OaksJohn Oaks, John OaksJohn Oaks, John OaksJohn Oaks, John Oaks www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20