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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