Jenny met Johnny on a whim.

Johnny was my boy
from East Mississippi;
he used to always call me 'Slim'.

I Hadn't spoke with Johnny since 99'
when we were out fishin, sharin beers
havin a good time.

I wrote him postcards
But never knew he wasnÂ’t home.
Whenever I tried to call him a girl answered the phone.

Johnny joined the army when he was 19.

Got fired from his job
for smoking some weed.
Had to choose between the armed forces or jail

Johnny never knew he was signing up for hell.
Jenny stayed at home
Waiting for his calls

Johnny never told me about Jenny (never had the balls)

Jenny was my first
Back when we were both pre-teens.
We were just kids

Stuck in-between
Not knowing what to do or how to act
I was in love though, thatÂ’s a fact.

Jenny was a looker and a flirt.

I was a bit cocky
And definitely a jerk.
She broke my heart and

I never looked back.
Johnny met her while he was on leave
Home from Iraq.

Jenny had a feeling that this day would come.

The first time we met we both felt numb.
I hugged her and
Neither of us could speak.

We shared a love for Johnny
He was very unique.
After years of silence

I held Jenny at JohnnyÂ’s wake.

12/06/2007

Posted on 12/07/2007
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