Johnny Liver

I saw that thread earlier today about this forum falling by the wayside, and it inspired me to share this old story my parents used to tell me when I was a little kid.

If you have never heard it before, I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did.


Once upon a time, there was this boy named Johnny. He was a good kid, and everybody loved him. One day Johnny’s mother asked him to go to the store and buy some liver for dinner. She said hurry up, and don’t hang around with your friends. So Johnny said "Alright mommy, I will", and went to the store.

On the way he ran into some friends playing marbles, they were playing for money too! "Johnny come on and play with us.", they said. Johnny said "No! I have something to do". "Aww! come on Johnny", they said. "We’re playing for money too!" "Ok" said Johnny, "It won’t hurt to play for a little while!"

So Johnny started playing, and at first he was winning, but soon Johnny lost all his money. Oh no!, Johnny thought, What am I going to do? My mother’s going to kill me if I don’t bring some liver home soon. So johnny was scared and crying, and when he was on the way home, he stopped at the graveyard and stole an old man’s liver! He took it home, and gave it to his mother, she said "Oh johnny, it’s rotten I can’t cook this. He said, "I’m sorry momma I should of smelled it." So his mother cooked something else and sent johnny to bed.

Later on that night at the door there was a strange sound,
so the steps in the house Johnny ran down,
it was an old man screaming this sound,
Johnny I want my liver back!!
Johnny do you hear me?
Johnny I want my liver back!!
Johnny ran up the stairs scared, and crying
I don’t have your liver!!
But all the old man said was
Johnny I want my liver back!!
Johnny I want my liver back!!
Johnny I coming in, and I want my liver back!!
Johnny crying, and crying scream I don’t have it!
I don’t have it! he cried
Then all of a sudden he heard a loud noise
The old man was in the house
Johnny I want my liver back!!
I don’t have it
I don’t have it he cried!!
Johnny.... I’m on the first step
Johnny I want my liver back
I don’t have your liver he cried!!
And he ran, and hid under the bed
Johnny... I’m on the second step
I want my liver back!!
Johnny... I’m on the third step
I want my liver back!
I don’t have it, I don’t have it johnny screamed
Johnny... I’m on the fifth step
Johnny.... I’m on the sixth step
Johnny I want my liver back!!
By this time johnny is shivering, trembling with fright
Johnny... I’m on the seventh step
Johnny.... I'm on the eight step
Johnny I want my liver back!!
Johnny’s crying, and crying!!
I don’t have it, I don’t have it
But all the old man said was,
Johnny... I’m on your floor
Johnny.... I’m by your door
Johnny I want my liver back!!
I don’t have it he cried!!
Johnny I want my liver back!!
Johnny.... I’m in your room.
No! mommy help me! help me! he cried.
I don’t have your liver he cried!!
Mommy help me! he cried in a sad voice.
But all the old man said was.
Johnny I want my liver back.
Johnny.... I see you.
Johnny.... I’m by the bed.
Johnny.... I've got you....

The next day Johnny’s mother came to wake him up.
Little Johnny was gone.

Hey,

I just wanted to say that I really appreciated you sharing that bit of family folklore. I was told stories that were similar in that they had that 'creeping up' effect and they were told to me sometimes at the hands of a pair of young uncles that were often packing a werewolf mask. It was really awful.

I posted one in the spirit of 'saving the forum' too, I hope you will come by...

www.abovetopsecret.com...

I am going to try to drop one on something else later tonight.

Thanks again.