Big John was my buddy
He loved to play the game
If I never had a quarter
He never did complain
We'd go down to the pool hall
Not a nickel to my name
Me and John would play till Closing
Just the same
He'd say, rack'em up, here's a quarter
Put the money in the slot
Here's a quarter for the jukebox
Play G-seven, thanks a lot
You can break'em when you're ready
Just leave me one good shot
I'm feel'en kind 'a 'lucky
Rack'em up
You'll never be a stranger
In the pool hall where he plays
If you go to pool hall heaven
Big John will know your name
A rich man or a poor man
He'll treat you both the same
A poor man in pool hall heaven
Is not ashamed
If you go to pool hall heaven
Here's a message look him up
He's playing with his partner
The Good Lord backs him up
Would you tell him that I miss him
And to leave me one good shot
And when I get to pool hall heaven
Rack'em up
Play'en eight ball with my buddy
Nothing better I could want
When I get to pool hall heaven
Rack'em up
When I get to pool hall heaven
Rack'em up