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Johnny Blakely robbed the bank way down in El Paso He got thirty four dollars and a sack of green stamps I know He didn't tell nobody but his little red-headed girl friend She turned him in again and again And now he's four kinds of lonely three kinds of sad Two kinds of sorry one big kind of mad kind of mad Mildred wadn't pretty but she had a good looking man One night she introduced him to her best girl friend named Dan Yeah they borrowed Mildred's car and they went down to Mexico Got married I know Mildred told me so And now she's four kinds of lonely three kinds of sad Two kinds of sorry one big kind of mad kind of mad One day I let a stranger take a look at my huntin' gun He said it sure were shiny and he wished that he had one Well he turned round and pointed my gun straight at me and then Said stick 'em up friend I never saw him again And now I'm four kinds of lonely three kinds of sad Two kinds of sorry one big kind of mad yeah I'm kind of mad Aus Songtexte Mania