The Ballad Of Bad News Brown (Live)

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I wrote this song about Montreal rapper and hamonica player Bad News Brown and his tradgic story. This song...
I wrote this song about Montreal rapper and hamonica player Bad News Brown and his tradgic story. This song is a homage to him, his life and his music. The Ballad of Bad News Brown Sundown in Griffintown, don't be found 'round here This place can be so cold. They found you facing down on the cold hard ground no one heard a sound, nor saw a soul. Whoa boy holler in the night Hmmm. Hang your head and cry Whoa boy don't go without a fight Poor boy, you're bound to die Took your sound underground Played your harp and made your mark and your city raised you up. Called yourself Bad News Brown Down in the subway had your say beat the odds against loaded dice. Whoa boy holler in the night Hmmm. Hang your head and cry Whoa boy don't go without a fight Poor boy, you're bound to die You made the world your stage, you were all the rage. Your star was shining bright. Such a shame to see your name, the morning papers cried the 7th homicide of the year. Whoa boy holler in the night Hmmm. Hang your head and cry Whoa boy don't go without a fight Poor boy, you're bound to die The Devil walked through Griffintown flanked by death and fear. In a lane down 'round here. Caught poor Bad News Brown. No one knows how the story goes. Another (black) boy meets his end. Whoa boy holler in the night Hmmm. Hang your head and cry Whoa boy don't go without a fight Poor boy, you're bound to die.
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