Prompt / Lyrics
Here we go down the road that will take you on and on. But not till you sit and wait, wait for that guy they call John. He's late for everything he does, late for every reason you could guess, whether it's not getting his sleepy ass up, or sitting in his chair, crumbs on his chest. [Chorus] We're talking about John Miller time, a time only he knows how to keep, and the day he's on time, is the day for which we seek. If 10:00 is what you need him for, you tell him eight, and hope by 11:00 he walks through your door. He might be fishin' by the lake, smokin some weed, or on the phone in his truck. But you can count on this, John Miller is a no-time-tellin'- fuck! [Chorus] We're talking about John Miller time, a time only he knows how to keep, and the day he's on time, is the day for which we seek. Lee and Sam with their backpack in the driveway, Westside Tommy here and ready, Waitin' on John, like every other day. Just always remember that no matter the hurry, no matter the plan, You'll be waiting on John, Cause he's always the late man. This man John Miller, Our friend. For him we would lie, cheat or steal, but count on this .. He WILL be late for everything, everything but a meal. So just remember his name, Cuz if you're counting on him, you can count on playing, Playing the waiting game. Sitting here now writing this line, I find myself late.. I must be on John Miller Time. [Outro]
Tags
Haunting blues, blues, delta blues, male, live. Strong slide guitar with some back-up harmonica
Duration
3:51
Instrumental
No
Created
3/5/2026