[Verse] John Purdy from Lincoln, U.K., Got a bad leg but he ain't got no funk, He heads to the carboots with a grin, Struttin' his stuff with a country twang. [Chorus] Oh, John's got a limp and a haggard old boot, But he don't let it stop his carboot loot, He's the king of the sale, the lord of the lot, John's carboot strut is the talk of the plot. [Verse 2] With a cane in his hand and a spring in his step, He's the life of the party, the carboot's biggest prop, Bargains galore, he's got the eye, John's leg may be wonky, but his spirit's high. [Chorus] Oh, John's got a limp and a haggard old boot, But he don't let it stop his carboot loot, He's the king of the sale, the lord of the lot, John's carboot strut is the talk of the plot. [Outro] So if you see John with his bad leg draggin', Just join in the strut, there's no need for braggin', 'Cause at the carboots, we're all one big family, John's our patriarch, struttin' wild and free.