All Johnny ever wanted to do Was to fire one up for a round or twoCarry on like a rocket blue For all the girls to cheer and booLiving the dream in Tennessee Bar crawl, jukebox, OpryStop to take a photograph or three With Emmylou Harris at the JamboreeCause he’s a high flyin’, death defyin’ Operator at the end of the lineHe’s a tastemaker, the Great Caretaker A legend in his mindNot a minute sooner He’s a late bloomer Everything is gonna fit just fineWell he shaved his face when he wanted to He’s got flawless timing in 2/2Still he did what he thought he ought to Chasing straight white lines and singing trueWell she fired ‘em up, they gathered two by two In the afternoon, in the golden hueHe did his sure-shot damndest to tame the shrew She finally said “I love you” like she wanted toCause he’s a high flyin, death defyin Operator at the end of the lineHe’s a shit stirrer, no ma’am, yes sirrer A legend in his timeNot a minute sooner He’s a late bloomer Everything is gonna fit just fineWell the fireworks got rained out So open up your mouth And take the medicine you thought You’d never hear aboutNot a minute sooner He’s a late bloomer Everything is gonna fit just fineHe’s a trapeze flyin, no fear of dyin Operator at the end of the lineHe’s a mountain climber A deep sea diver Everything is gonna fit just fineHe’s a Blackjack DaveyNo sir, not maybeEverything is gonna fit just fineNot a minute sooner He’s a late bloomer Everything is gonna fit just fine