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John Wayne - Lady GaGa

"3 a.m. Mustang speeding 2 lovers Headed for a dead end Too fast, hold tight, he laughs Running through the red lights Hollering over rubber spinning Big swing Toss another beer can Too lit, tonight, praying One"

John Hardy - Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

"John Hardy was a desperate little man He carried two guns every day He shot down a man on that West Virginia line You oughta seen John Hardy getting away You oughta seen John Hardy getting away John Hardy"

John Hardy - Bill Monroe

"John Hardy was a desperate little man, He carried two guns ev'ry day. He shot down a man on that West Virginia line, You oughta seen John Hardy gettin' away.... You oughta seen John Hardy gettin' away.... John"

Getaway John - The Kingston Trio

"Getaway, getaway, getaway, getaway, Poor John. John Hardy was a fightin' man, carried a razor ev'ry day. He killed a man in Mobile town You ought to see my Johnny get away. Ought to see my Johnny Getaway,"

Dear John - Hank Williams

"Well when I woke up this mornin', There was a note upon my door, Said don't make me no coffee Babe, 'cause I won't be back no more, And that's all she wrote, Dear John, I've sent your saddle home. Now"

Dear John - Diesel Boy

"Dear John, The Dakota's looking beautiful today Azure blue and lonesome gray And a view of Central Park Mr. Salinger's Masterpiece of anarchy A photo from the land of Oz And a Playboy magazine Like a fire"

Dear John - Aimee Mann

"Cotton candy was king On the midway that spring When I saw you in the ring on the lawn Dear John Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on Oh, the lectures I gave So the girls would behave While"

Getaway John - Kingston Trio

"Chorus: Getaway, getaway, getaway, getaway, Poor John. John Hardy was a fightin' man, carried a razor ev'ry day. He killed a man in Mobile town You ought to see my Johnny get away. Ought to see my Johnny"

Dear John - Taylor Swift

"Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps, praying the floor won't fall through, again My mother accused me of losing my mind, but I swore I was fine You paint me"

John O'Reilly - Charlie Robison

"My name is John O'Reilly and my father worked the fields In the hills of old Kilarny where I helped him turn the wheels My arms grew hard as iron for a boy of 17 And I used my fists for gambling in those"

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