Well 'ole south side of Chicago Is the baddest part of town And if you go down there You better just beware Of a man name of Leroy Brown
Now Leroy more than trouble You see he stand about six foot four All those downtown ladies call him \"Treetop Lover\" All the mens just call him \"Sir\"
And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damned town Badder than a-old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Leroy he a gambler And he like his fancy clothes And he like to wear his diamond rings In front of everybody's nose
He got a custom Continental He got a Eldorado too He got a .32 gun in his pocket for fun He got a razor in his shoe
And he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damned town Badder than a-old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well Friday 'bout a week ago Leroy shootin' dice And at the edge of the bar Sat a girl named Doris And oo that girl looked nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her And the trouble soon began And Leroy Brown had learned a lesson 'bout a-messin' With the wife of a jealous man
And he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damned town Badder than a-old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well the two men took to fighting And when they pulled them from the floor Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle With a couple of pieces gone
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damned town Badder than a-old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog