
From the recording Back Then
Nothing On Me
©2004
By Terry Penney
I had a black leather jacket and a bad attitude
Well just a mixed up kid with a thousand things to prove
A rebel without a cause, fighting on the high school parking lot
Aside from your good looks, I could have been the real thing
You had nothing on me, You had nothing on me, Jimmy Dean
I was as bad as you’d ever been
You had nothing on me
I was a problem child, a son beyond repair
Well sometimes the guilt was all that I could bear
Even ‘cross our great divide, I could see confusion in my parents
“Why is our God blessed, middle class kid mad at everything?”
You had nothing on me, You had nothing on me, Jimmy Dean
I was as bad as you’d ever been
You had nothing on me
Then that summer came, it was her and me
We’d steal away together, we were thick as thieves
Like you and Natalie Wood, we were Mister and Miss Misunderstood
Just like you were up on the big screen, Jimmy Dean
I had a black leather jacket and a bad attitude
Well its funny how twenty years can change your point of view
I’m a kinder, gentler me, I’m not the rebel that I used to be
That young man’s a-long gone, just like the real thing
You had nothing on me, You had nothing on me,
You had nothing on me, You had nothing on me, Jimmy Dean
I was as bad as you’d ever been
You had nothing on me, You had nothing on me, Jimmy Dean
I was as bad as you’d ever been
You had nothing on me
Nothing on me
Nothing on me