Текст: Eddy Arnold. Little Johnny Everything.

There's a little boy at our house who's as happy as can be
Cause he's always doing something keeping busy as a bee
He can make believe he's anyone or almost anything
And that is why we call him Little Johnny Everything
This imagination takes him anyplace or anywhere
If he wants to be an engineer he gets the part of chair
Then he climbs aboard and blows a whistle gives the bell a ring
It's clear the track the clickety clack I'm Johnny Everything
When he wants to be a fireman it's clang clang clang
As a fire engine raise around the floor
Ebveryone wants to be a cowboy then it's bang bang bang
As he chases all the engines out the door
When his busy day is over and he's tucked up in his bed
Little Johnny is so tired and he's such a sleepy head
So he makes believe he's in a boat and to himself you'll sing
I'm sailing off to dreamland Little Johnny Everything

(When he wants to be an aeroplaneed zoom
As he makes the perfect landing on the floor)
If he wants to be a soldier then it's boom boom boom
As he shoots his cannons off to win a war
And when I come home from working and my weary day is through
And my little make beliver says come on I'll play with you
And he throuws his arms around me and he bounces on my knee
That's when Little Johnny Everything means everything to me