John's Tale

Verse 1

John's got a way with words, he paints the skies,

Telling tales of distant lands and golden lies.

With a twinkle in his eye and a sly little grin,

He spins a world where truth and fiction blend within.

Pre-Chorus

Oh, he’s a master of the craft,

Every tale a little laugh.

White lies dancing in the air,

Pulling stories from thin air.

Chorus

John the storyteller, weaving dreams so bright,

With every whispered word, he lights up the night.

Exaggerating facts, but who really cares?

In the world of wonder, he’s a king who dares.

Verse 2

He'll tell you of a dragon with emerald eyes,

Or how he once wrestled storms from the skies.

Each tale more vivid, each truth less clear,

But all who listen are held in the cheer.

Pre-Chorus

Oh, he’s a master of the craft,

Every tale a little laugh.

White lies dancing in the air,

Pulling stories from thin air.

Chorus

John the storyteller, weaving dreams so bright,

With every whispered word, he lights up the night.

Exaggerating facts, but who really cares?

In the world of wonder, he’s a king who dares.

Bridge

The itch to amuse, he can’t deny,

With every story told, he learns to fly.

A garrulous soul with a gift divine,

In his words, we all find time.

Chorus

John the storyteller, weaving dreams so bright,

With every whispered word, he lights up the night.

Exaggerating facts, but who really cares?

In the world of wonder, he’s a king who dares.

Outro

So gather 'round, let John take the floor,

For in his tales, we all long for more.

White lies gratify, and his stories unfold,

In John’s endless fables, magic’s retold.