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The Red Devil Bronco Johnson 1950-2007
Oh he blew into Toowoomba in 1972
The GTHO Ford was firing left black tracks on bitumen too
Laid 200 feet of rubber they were still smoking in the street
When the coppers came to look he’d been and gone a red streak

The police they asked a local who he was and where he’d gone,
Heard he’d be back in Brisbane now the low flying Ford flashed on ..

Back in Brissy he then got another car
 and came to the 5ways at the Gabba hoorah.   (Brisbane Cricket ground Gabba)
A copper was a dancing cos he’d run over his right foot 
Dickie Daniels was on point duty had a blister black and beaut 
                  (Policeman Dickie was famous at the Gabba)

Him and I were in an accident at Forest Glen
2 cars destroyed in 75 I had some few bones to mend
The red Ford Escort was a flash, at 90 miles an hour 
Old Holden died on impact but we lived still had the power

Mark and Wayne and I, we lived one time  together 
Sometimes Mark or Wayne had our Jane depending on the weather 
Went to parents without parteners, others came also my brother
Mark went home with one shiela and Wayne he caught another

So Wayne was a telling me a Chris lived with his new girlfriend
I said I’d win her sight unseen, it happened and then
Mark went back to Jane I moved in with Christine 
Stayed together 22 years my path was surely green  (lovely woman)

You couldn’t track the Red Devil he’d learnt his craft too well
Just down the road he would wander, maybe Jonny White for a spell
Sometimes you would see him and sometimes  gone and then
Down the road again , down the road again , down the road again  …

Don Johnson……

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