-------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (1) Rock Island Line -------- Now this here's a story about the Rock Island Line Well the Rock Island Line she runs down into New Orleans There's a big tollgate down there and you know If you got certain things on board when you go through the tollgate Well you don't have to pay the man no toll Well a train driver he pulled up to the tollgate And a man hollered and asked him what all he had on board and said I got livestock I got livestock I got cows I got pigs I got sheep I got mules I got all live stock Well he said you're alright boy you don't have to pay no toll You can just go right on through so he went on through the tollgate And as he went through he started pickin' up a little bit of speed Pickin' up a little bit of steam He got on through he turned and looked back at the man he said Well I fooled you I fooled you I got pigiron I got pigiron I got old pigiron [Chorus] Down the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road Rock Island Line it's the road to ride Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road Well if you ride it you got to ride it like you find it Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line Looked cloudy in the west and it looked like rain Round the curve came a passenger train North bound train on a southbound track He's alright a leavin' but he won't be back [Chorus] Oh I may be right and I may be wrong But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone Well the engineer said before he died There were two more drinks that he'd like to try The conductor said what could they be A hot cup of coffee and a cold glass of tea [Chorus] Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (2) (I Heard That) Lonesome Whistle -------- He was riding Number 9 Heading south from Caroline He heard that long lonesome whistle blow Got in trouble, had to roam Left his gal and left his home He heard that long lonesome whistle blow Just a kid, acting smart He went and broke his darling's heart I guess he was too young to know They took him off the Georgia Main Locked him to a ball and chain He heard that long lonesome whistle blow All alone he bears the shame He's a number, not a name He heard that long lonesome whistle blow All he does is sit and cry When the evening train goes by He heard that long lonesome whistle blow He'll be locked there in this cell 'Til his body's just a shell And his hair turns whiter than snow He'll never see that gal he pines He's in Georgia doing time He heard that long lonesome whistle blow Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr., Jimmie Davis -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (3) Country Boy -------- Country boy, ain't got no shoes. Country boy, ain't got no blues. Well, you work all day While you're wantin' to play In the sun and the sand, With a face that's tan. At the end of the day, When your work is done, You ain't got nothin' but fun. Country boy, ain't got no ills. Country boy, don't owe no bills. Country boy, ain't got no ills. Country boy, don't owe no bills. You get a wiggly worm, And then you watch him squirm. While you put him on a hook, And you drop him in a brook. If everything's gonna turn out right, You're gonna fry fish tonight. Country boy, got a lot to lose. Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes. [Instrumental break] Country boy, you got a shaggy dog. Country boy, up a holler log. Well, he comes in a run, When you pick up your gun. And with a shell or two, And your dog and you, When you get your rabbit, You'll skin his hide, He's gonna be good fried. Country boy, you got a lot to lose. Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes. [Instrumental break] Country boy, you got work to do. Country boy, in the morning dew, You gotta plant the seed, You gotta cut the weeds. There's many a row, You know you gotta hoe When it's quittin' time, And your work is through. There's a lot of life in you Country boy, you lucky thing. Country boy, I wish I was you, and you were me. Writer(s): Raymond B. Smith, Tony Colton, Albert Lee -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (4) If The Good Lord's Willing -------- If the good Lord's willing and the creek stays down I'll be in your arms time the moon come around For a taste of love that's shining in your eyes If the rooster crows at the crackin' of the dawn I'll be there just as sure as you're born If the good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise I'll comb my hair down brush my teeth Shine up slick up dress up neat Get everything looking just right 'Cause I want to look pretty when I see you tonight Just as sure as the rabbits are a jumping in the hollow I'll be there you can bet your bottom dollar If the good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise If the good Lord's willing and the creek stays low I'll be there a knockin' at your door With a hug and a kiss for the one I idolize I'll wear my suit, my Sunday best, I'll be there lookin' my best If the good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise I'll feed the mules and stop the hogs feed the cows and chop all the logs Get all of my working done cause tonight we're gonna have lots of fun Just as sure as there ever was a preacher man I'll be there with a ring for your hand If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise Writer(s): Jerry Reed -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (5) Cry, Cry, Cry -------- Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down. I think you only live to see the lights uptown. I wasted my time when I would try, try, try. 'Cause when the lights have lost their glow, you'll cry, cry, cry. Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone. You'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone. You'll call for me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye, " When I turn around and walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry, You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone, When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own. You're gonna cry, cry, cry. I lie awake at night to wait 'til you come in You stay a little while and then you're gone again Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry When your fickle love gets old, no one will care for you. Then you'll come back to me for a little love that's true. I'll tell you no and then you'll ask me why, why, why? When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry. You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me then, It'll hurt when you think of the fool you've been. You're gonna cry, cry, cry. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (6) Remember Me (I'm The One Who Loves You) -------- When you're all alone and blue No one to tell your troubles to Remember me, I'm the one who loves you When this world turns you down Not a true friend can be found Remember me, I'm the one who loves you And through all kinds of weather You'll find, I'll never change Through the sunshine and the shadows I'll always be the same We're together right or wrong Where you go I'll tag along Remember me, I'm the one who loves you And through all kinds of weather You'll find, I'll never change Through the sunshine and the shadows I'll always be the same We're together right or wrong Where you go I'll tag along Remember me, I'm the one who loves you Writer(s): Stuart Hamblen -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (7) So Doggone Lonesome -------- I do my best to hide this lowdown feelin' I try to make believe there's nothin' wrong But they're always askin' me about you darlin' And it hurts me so to tell 'em that you're gone If they ask me, I guess, I'd be denyin' That I've been unhappy all alone But if they heard my heart they'd hear it cryin' Where's my darlin' when's she comin' home I ask myself a million times what's right for me to do To try to lose my blues alone or hang around for you Well I make it pretty good until that moon comes shinin' through And that I get so doggone lonesome Time stands still when you're a waitin' Sometimes I think my heart is stoppin' too One lonely hour seems forever Sixty minutes more to wait for you But I guess I'll keep waitin' till you're with me 'Cause I believe that lovin' you is right But I don't care if the sun don't rise tomorrow If I can't have you with me tonight Well I know, I'll keep on loving you 'cause true love can't be killed I ought to get you off of my mind but I guess I never will I could have a dozen others but I know, I'd love you still 'Cause I get so doggone lonesome Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (8) I Was There When It Happened -------- There are some people who say we cannot tell Whether we are saved or whether all is well They say we only can hope and trust that it is so Well, I was there when it happened and so I guess I ought to know Yes, I know when Jesus saved me, saved my soul The very moment He forgave me, made me whole He took away my heavy burdens Lord, He gave me peace within, peace within Satan can't make me doubt it, I won't doubt it It's real and I'm gonna shout it, I'm gonna shout it I was there when it happened And so I guess I ought to know I don't care who tells me salvation is not real Though the world may argue, that we cannot feel The heavy burden's lifted and the vile sins go I was there when it happened and so I guess I ought to know Yes, I know when Jesus saved me, saved my soul The very moment He forgave me, made me whole He took away my heavy burdens Lord, He gave me peace within, peace within Satan can't make me doubt it, I won't doubt it It's real and I'm gonna shout it, I'm gonna shout it I was there when it happened And so I guess I ought to know Writer(s): Fern Jones -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (9) I Walk The Line -------- I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line I find it very, very easy to be true I find myself alone when each day is through Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you Because you're mine, I walk the line As sure as night is dark and day is light I keep you on my mind both day and night And happiness I've known proves that it's right Because you're mine, I walk the line You've got a way to keep me on your side You give me cause for love that I can't hide For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide Because you're mine, I walk the line I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (10) Wreck Of The Old '97 -------- They gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia Sayin' Steve you're way behind time This is not 38 this is old 97 Put her into Spencer on time Well he turned around and said to his big greasy fireman Hey shovel on a little more coal And when we cross that White Ol' Mountain Watch ol' 97 roll It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville In a line on a three mile grade It was on that grade that he lost his air brake You see what a jump we made He was goin' down the grade makin' 90 miles an hour His whistle broke into a scream He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle Scalded to death by the steam Now all you ladies you better take a warnin' From this time on and learn Never speak harsh words to your true lover husband He may leave you and never return Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Norman Blake, Robert Johnson -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (11) Folsom Prison Blues -------- I hear the train a comin' It's rolling round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone When I was just a baby my mama told me "Son, always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns" But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free But those people keep a movin' And that's what tortures me Well if they freed me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- With His Hot And Blue Guitar (1957) -------- -------- (12) Doin' My Time -------- On this old rock pile with a ball and chain They call me by a number, not a name Lord, Lord Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time With an achin' heart and a worried mind When that old judge looked down and smiled Said I put you up that river for a while Lord, Lord Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time With an achin' heart and a worried mind You can hear my hammer, you can hear my saw Gonna swing it like John Henry all day long Lord, Lord Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time With an achin' heart and a worried mind Well now it won't be long just a few more days I'll settle down and quit my rowdy ways Lord, Lord With that gal of mine, with that gal of mine She's waited for me while I've done my time Writer(s): Jimmie Skinner -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (1) Run Softly, Blue River -------- (Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep) Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep Oh I thrill to her kisses and she thrills to mine Run softly while she sleeps and dreams for a time Cause she dreams of tomorrow when she'll be my wife And I pray that as peaceful as you is our life And if your murmuring soothes me till I'm sleeping too Run softly Blue River we'll both dream with you (Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep) Oh I thrill to her kisses... (Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep) (Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep) Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (2) Frankie's Man Johnny -------- Well now, Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts They were true as a blue, blue sky He was a long-legged guitar picker with a wicked wanderin' eye But he was her man nearly all of the time Well, Johnny he packed up to leave her, but he promised he'd be back He said he had a little pickin' to do a little farther down the track He said, "I'm your man, I wouldn't do you wrong" Well, Frankie curled up on the sofa, thinkin' about her man Far away the couples were dancing to the music of his band He was Frankie's man, he wadn't doin' her wrong Then, in the front door walked a redhead, Johnny saw her right away She came down by the bandstand to watch him while he played He was Frankie's man, but she was far away He sang every song to the redhead, she smiled back at him Then he came and sat at her table where the lights were low and dim What Frankie didn't know wouldn't hurt her none Then the redhead jumped up and slapped him, she slapped him a time or two She said, "I'm Frankie's sister and I was checking up on you If you're her man you better treat her right" Well, the moral of this story is be good but carry a stick Sometimes it looks like a guitar picker just can't tell what to pick He was Frankie's man and he still ain't done her wrong Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (3) That's All Over -------- Mhm mhm when you left I shed a million teardrops over you But that's all over my crying days are through When you left my heart was cold and every day was blue But that's all over I've found somebody new Someone that can make me happy make me wanna smile Someone I'm gonna have around me for a long long while Someday we may meet again but I won't fall for you That's all over I've found somebody new mhm mhm Someone that can make me happy... Yes that's all over I've found somebody new mhm mhm -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (4) Troubadour -------- (Troubadour troubadour troubadour) The troubadour the troubadour sings from his heart The song that's the hit of the show Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar alone in the bright spotlight's glow The song was for someone he loved so true Who loved him then left him for someone new The troubaour the troubadour smile as he sings but his heart is breaking in two They beg for more the troubadour sings once again The song that's the hit of the show Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar alone in the bright spotlight's glow There is a hush in the darkened hall a few hearts are heavy and teardrops fall But in the crowd one head is bowed for the troubadour And oh her heart aches most of all Troubadour troubadour her heart aches most of all Writer(s): Patricia Walker -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (5) That's Enough -------- Well now I heard that you been thinking bout me really I don't mind I know you try to block my progress a lot of the time Well the mean things you said don't make me feel bad Cause I can't miss a friend that I never had (I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's enough When I'm sick (he's there) and troubled (he's there) When I call him he will answer my prayers (answer my prayers) When I'm burdened (he's there) with a load (he's there) That's when Jesus is a comforter (to my soul) Well you may scorn me turn your back on me God's got his arms wrapped all around me (I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's enough You know there's been a lotta times that I didn't have a dime And I didn't cry to nobody but my Lord He heard my plea and came to see about me cause he's one thing I can afford So if you push me down he'll pick me up And he'll stick by me when the goin' gets tough (I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's enough Well he's the great emancipator and my heart regulator (Jesus is) yes he is He'll make my way brighter and my burdens lighter yes he will (Jesus will) Well you may scorn me turn your back on me God's got his arms wrapped all around me And he fights down the devil till he makes him give up And that's enough (that's enough) that's enough When I'm sick (he's there).... -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (6) One More Ride -------- I long for the trip don't need no grip I'm takin' one more ride Way out there in the prairie air I guess it's in my hide Oh the clickety clack of the railroad track is callin' If a man could know where the Santa Fe goes when she gets under steam And the big loud bell that bongs farewell to hear her whistle scream She's bound to go where there ain't no snow a fallin' One more ride One more ride I miss the gloom of the prairie moon that seemed to know my name And the tumbleweed where the prairie don't feed I miss them just the same They're all a part of a song of heart I'm sayin' I recall the tune that I sang to the moon and it seemed to make it smile And I rode away at the close of day and I stayed so long awhile But I long to be where the memory is ringing One more ride One more ride As the years go by I wonder why I longed to leave my home And to hit the trail of the iron rail away out there alone But my heart would sigh till I know that I am leavin' If I don't come back on a oneway track way down from Mexico You could find me there or any old where that a tumbleweed will grow It's a goodbye now you'll never know how I'm grievin' One more ride One more ride Writer(s): Bob Nolan -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (7) I Still Miss Someone -------- At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come Sweethearts walk by together And I still miss someone I go out on a party And look for a little fun But I find a darkened corner Because I still miss someone Oh, no I never got over those blue eyes I see them every where I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there I wonder if she's sorry For leavin' what we'd begun There's someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Roy Cash Jr. -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (8) Don't Take Your Guns To Town -------- A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm A boy filled with wonderlust who really meant no harm He changed his clothes and shined his boots And combed his dark hair down And his mother cried as he walked out [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town He laughed and kissed his mom And said your Billy Joe's a man I can shoot as quick and straight as anybody can But I wouldn't shoot without a cause I'd gun nobody down But she cried again as he rode away [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town He sang a song as on he rode His guns hung at his hips He rode into a cattle town A smile upon his lips He stopped and walked into a bar And laid his money down But his mother's words echoed again [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand And tried to tell himself at last, he had become a man A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down And he heard again his mothers words [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town Filled with rage then Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw But the stranger drew his gun and fired Before he even saw As Billy Joe fell to the floor The crowd all gathered 'round And wondered at his final words [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (9) I'd Rather Die Young -------- I'd rather die young than grow old without you So don't ever leave me whatever you do To see someone's picture where my picture hung Believe me my darling I'd rather die young I'd rather die young than grow old without you So don't ever leave me whatever you do Though others may tempt you and tell you they care You'll find only sorrow in a secret affair Don't leave me never leave me please don't leave me never leave me I'd rather die young.. I'd rather die young... -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (10) Pickin' Time -------- I got cotton in the bottom land It's up and growin' and I got a good stand My good wife and them kids of mine Gonna get new shoes, come Pickin' Time Get new shoes come Pickin' Time. Ev'ry night when I go to bed I thank the Lord that my kids are fed They live on beans eight days and nine But I get 'em fat come Pickin' Time Get 'em fat come come Pickin' Time. The corn is yellow and the beans are high The sun is hot in the summer sky The work is hard til layin' by Layin' by til Pickin' Time Layin' by til Pickin' Time. It's hard to see by the coal-oil light And I turn it off purty early at night 'Cause a jug of coal-oil costs a dime But I stay up late come Pickin' Time Stay up late come Pickin' Time. My old wagon barely gets me to town I patched the wheels and I watered 'em down Keep her in shape so she'll be fine To haul my cotton come Pickin' Time Haul my cotton come Pickin' Time. Last Sunday mornin' when they passed the hat It was still nearly empty back where I sat But the preacher smiled and said that's fine The Lord'll wait til Pickin' Time The Lord'll wait til Pickin' Time. -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (11) Shepherd Of My Heart -------- You're the shepherd of my heart so treat it tenderly It's a heart that needs your everloving care You're the shepherd of my heart until eternity lead it not into the valley of despair While it's in your keeping guard it with your love Shelter it from harm along life's way You're the shepherd of my heart and darling honestly It's a heart that will not ever go astray You're the shepherd of my heart so surely you must know You have but to speak and my heart will obey It's at your command my dear because it loves you so So my darling shepherd guide it where you may If it be green pastures or a rocky road it will follow you and not ask why You're the shepherd of my heart until the trumpet blows And I go to meet the shepherd in the sky Writer(s): Jenny Lou Carson -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (12) Suppertime -------- Many years ago in days of childhood I used to play till evening shadows came Then winding down an old familiar pathway I hear my mother call at setting sun Come home come home it's suppertime the shadows lengthen fast Come home come home it's suppertime we're going home at last Through the distant clouds I see my mother Her face is shining bright, with tender love She's gone up in heaven, with her maker And I can still hear her voice, from up above (and she said) Come home come home it's suppertime the shadows lengthen fast Come home come home it's suppertime we're going home at last -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (13) Oh, What A Dream -------- I dreamed I walked in a field of flowers Oh, what a dream The houses all were silver towers Oh, what a dream Beside the road an angel sat, I said hello and tipped my hat And stopped when I saw her smile And set me down a while I set me down a while You dreamer you I tried the angel for a kiss Oh, what a dream But she turned away and my lips missed Oh, what a dream She said, "Sir, I'll have you know I met you just a while ago You're welcome for to sit But calm yourself a bit, sir Calm yourself a bit You dreamer you I fell in love like one, two, three Oh, what a dream I asked the angel to marry me Oh, what a dream She said, "Sir, I can't marry you, But I'm a dream that can come true There are dreams of much my worth That live upon the earth, sir Live upon the earth You dreamer you" Then I awoke and found my love Oh, what a dream As heavenly as the one above Oh, what a dream We'll marry in a sea of flowers, Home will be a silver tower There'll be heaven in my life With an angel for a wife With an angel for a wife You dreamer you You dreamer you -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (14) Mama's Baby -------- She said that she just couldn't leave her mother I met a girl in our town I tour all my resistance down I thought what a dream this gonna be I live with her a month or two and like any boy in love will do Ask her if she would marry me But she was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby Though she love me like she never love the other She was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby And she said that she just couldn't leave her mother Then I said well then probably the only thing that's left for me it's a going come back in a year And so, the year past away, and then I try to win her hand again She even pact her close, but wouldn't go Cause she was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby Though she love me like she never love the other She was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby And she said that she just couldn't leave her mother Well I hang around till finally I asked her to marry me Her mother says that it would be alright We bought ourselfs a little home And I finally got her all alone but she stays with her mother every night Cause she's a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby Though she love me like she never love the other She was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby And she said that she just couldn't leave her mother Well she said that she just couldn't leave - her mother Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (15) Fool's Hall Of Fame -------- Well if I live to be a hundred, I won't forget the day I broke the heart you gave me and let you walk away That's when they hung my name in the fool's hall of fame Ah baby since we've been apart, I can't console my heart It cries and cries all night long Can't I ever make you see this change you've made in me Just give me a chance to tell you I was wrong Yes they say that you'll forgive me and end this misery You know I'll keep on a beggin till you come back to me Don't leave me here in chains in the fool's hall of fame Ah baby since we've been apart I can't console my heart It cries and cries all night long Baby can't you ever see the change you've made in me Just give me a chance to tell you I was wrong Yes they say that you'll forgive me and end this misery You know I'll keep on beggin till you come back to me Don't leave me here in chains in the fool's hall of fame Don't leave me here in chains in the fool's hall of fame... -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (16) I'll Remember You -------- I'll remember you Long after this endless summer has gone I'll be lonely oh so lonely Living only to remember you I'll remember too Your voice as soft as the warm summer breeze Your sweet laughter, mornings after Ever after, I'll remember you To your arms someday I'll return to stay Till then I will remember too Every bright start we made wishes upon Love me always, promise always Oooh, youll remember too Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (17) Cold Shoulder -------- There's a fire burning bright at our house tonight Slow music playing and soft candlelight On her lips I keep tasting the warm red wine I'm there in her arms but it's all in my mind The snow is piled high on the highway tonight I'm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover I wish I could hold her instead of hugging this old cold shoulder This old highway us like a woman Sometimes she can be your best friend But she's the real jealous kind She's the lady that leads me to the life I dream of She's the mistress that keeps me from the ones that I love The snow is piled high on the highway tonight I'm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover I wish I could hold her instead of hugging this old cold shoulder God, I wish I could hold her instead of hugging this old cold shoulder Writer(s): Helen Hudgins -------- The Fabulous Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (18) Walking The Blues -------- Old Apache squaw how many long lean years you saw How many bitter winter nights shiverin' in a cold teepee shiverin' in a cold teepee Old Apache squaw how many hungry kids you saw How many bloody warriors runnin' to the sea fleein' to the sea Well now they tell me that you saw Cochise when he made his last stand He said the next white man that sees my face is gonna be a dead white man Old Apache squaw how many broken hearts you saw Have you had misty eyes for years could that mist be tears could that mist be tears Well now they tell me... Old Apache squaw Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Robert Lunn -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (1) Goodbye Little Darlin' Goodbye -------- Goodbye, little darlin', we're parting Parting don't always mean goodbye Although we had to part, you're always in my heart Goodbye, little darlin', goodbye Goodbye, little darlin', I'll miss you Miss you like the stars would miss the sky I hate to see you go, I'm gonna miss you so Goodbye, little darlin', goodbye Goodbye, little darlin', I love you Love you until the day I die Would you dream a dream of me, wherever you may be Goodbye, little darlin', goodbye -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (2) I Just Thought You'd Like To Know -------- I just thought you'd like to know Since you'd made your plans to go It's gonna hurt me so to see you go But I hope you find another love and he'll be good to you But still and yet I can't forget the things we used to do I just thought I tell you this I love you since that first sweet kiss It's gonna hurt to miss your tender kiss But I hope you get to do the things you say you wanna do But still and yet I can't forget the happiness we knew I just thought you'd like to know how much you've hurt my pride I just thought you'd like to know how much my heart has cried over you But darling you could never see the misery you caused for me So I will tell you so cause I just thought that you'd like to know -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (3) You Tell Me -------- Tell me why she left me I'll tell you why I cried Tell you why I stayed around tell me why she lied I'll tell why my heart's broken tell me why she said goodbye Tell me why she left me I'll tell you why I cried You tell me then I'll tell you I'll tell you why I loved her tell me why she said goodbye Tell me why she left me I'll tell you why I cried Tell me why I'm lonely I'll tell you why I'm alone Tell you why I stayed around tell me why she's gone I'll tell why my heart's broken tell me why she was untrue Tell me why she left me and I'll tell you why I'm blue You tell me then I'll tell you Writer(s): Roy Orbison -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (4) Just About Time -------- (Just about time I'm feelin' blue tryin' to get over you) Maybe it's just about time I told you I'm all through with you But just about the time I start to tell you I start feeling blue And just about then I lose my nerve and wait another day or two Cause just about the time I think it's over I start missing you (Hardest thing I'll ever do tryin' to get over you) It's just about time I had my sayin' I told you a thing or two It's just about time I paid you back you treat me like you do But just about the time I get the nerve I can't seem to carry through Cause just about then an mpty feelin' reminds me I miss you (Like to find somebody new I could just get you) (Just don't know what I go through tryin' to get over you) It's just about time I let you know I've had my fill of you But just about the time I think about goin' I start missin' you I'd like to go find another love that'll never be untrue But just about the time I think about leavin' I start missin' you (Havin' a hard time feelin' blue tryin' to get over you) Writer(s): Jack H. Clement -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (5) I Forgot To Remember To Forget -------- I forgot to remember to forget her I can't seem to get her off my mind I thought I'd never miss her but I found out somehow I think about her almost all the time The day she went away I made myself a promise That I'd soon forget we'd ever met But something sure is wrong Cause I'm so blue and lonely I forgot to remember to forget The day she went away I made myself a promise That I'd soon forget we'd ever met But something sure is wrong Cause I'm so blue and lonely I forgot to remember to forget Writer(s): Stanley A. Kesler, Charlie Feathers -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (6) Katy Too -------- I'm not the going steady kind I miss 'em all, all the time I told Annie I'd be true But I still think about Katy too Katy too, Katy too I still think about Katy too If you should see miss Mary-Ann Just tell her I'm her loving man Give my love to Jane and Sue But don't forget ol' Katy too Katy too, Katy too Don't forget ol' Katy too I like Sadie's chicken stew And Suzie's good at stitchin' wool I like Mary's barbecue But I still like ol' Katy too Katy too, Katy too I still like ol' Katy too Now, girls I'm not the flirty kind But I just can't make up my mind I'd like to marry all of you But I still miss ol' Katy too Katy too, Katy too I still miss ol' Katy too To all the girls I make this toast I love you eveyone the most But don't ask me to say "I do" 'Cause I still miss ol' Katy too Katy too, Katy too I still miss ol' Katy too Cupid you bet you been good to me I got more girls than I can see But if you give me all but two Then let's squeeze in ol' Katy too Katy too, Katy too Let's squeeze in ol' Katy too Writer(s): John R. Cash, Jack H. Clement -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (7) Thanks A Lot -------- You're tellin' everyone in town that I don't treat you right You even say I stay away and don't come home at night I'm losing you and you are all I've got thanks a lot thanks a lot It seems you like to hurt me and you know I'm good to you I'd give you anything I own do anything you want me to Yeah now you really got me on the spot thanks a lot thanks a lot Still I would forgive you if you'd let me I'd be glad if we could try again But it seems that you're just out to get me And it looks as if you're just about to win No matter what you do I'll always do love you And you will never know how it hurts to see you go And you're callin' me those things you know I'm not thanks a lot thanks a lot No matter what you do I always do love you And you will never know how it hurts to see you go You say I'm happy but you know I'm not thanks a lot thanks a lot thanks a lot Writer(s): Charlie Rich -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (8) Luther Played The Boogie -------- We were just a plain ol' hillbilly band with a plain ol' country style We never played the kind of songs that'd drive anybody wild Played a railroad song with a stomping beat We played a blues song, kinda slow and sweet But the thing that knocked them off of their feet was, ooh-wee When Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie in the strangest kind of way Play it strange! Well, we did our best to entertain everywhere we'd go We'd nearly wear our fingers off to give the folks a show Played jumping jive to make 'em get in the groove We played sad songs, real slow and smooth But the only thing that'd make 'em move was, ooh-wee When Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie Luther played the boogie Now, did Luther play the boogie strange? Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (9) You Win Again -------- The news is out all over town That you've been seen out runnin' around I know that I should leave, but then I just can't go, You win again This heart of mine could never see What everybody knows but me Just trusting in you was my great sin What can I do? You Win Again Yes this heart of mine could never see What everybody knows but me Just trusting you was my great sin What can I do? You Win Again Writer(s): Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Alan Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (10) Hey Good Lookin' -------- Hey hey good lookin' whatcha got cookin' how's about cookin' somethin' up with me Hey hey sweet baby don't you think maybe we could find us a brand new recepie I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill and I know a spot right over the hill There's soda pop and the dancin's free if you wanna have fun come along with me Hey hey good lookin' whatcha got cookin' how's about cookin' somethin' up with me I'm free and ready so we can go steady how's about savin' all your time for me No more lookin' I know I've been tooken how's about keepin' steady company I'm gonna throw my datebook over the fence find me one for five or ten cents Keep it till it's covered with age cause I'm writin' your name down on every page Say hey good lookin' whatcha got cookin' how's about cookin' somethin' up with me Writer(s): Cole Porter -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (11) I Could Never Be Ashamed Of You -------- Everybody says you let me down I should be ashamed to take you round Makes no difference what you used to do darling I could never be ashamed of you Maybe you were reckless yesterday but together we can find a brighter way In my heart I know that you'll come true darling I could never be ashamed of you All the happiness I've ever known came the day you said you'd be my own And it matters not what we go through darling I could never be ashamed of you Maybe you've been cheated in the past and perhaps those memories will always last Even though you prove to be untrue darling I could never be ashamed of you Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr. -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (12) Get Rhythm -------- Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Put taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues A Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the peoples' feet On the windy corner of the dirty street Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes How'd he keep from gettin' the blues He grinned as he raised his little head Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind Get rhythm when you get the blues Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on , get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Put taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy And I thought I was gonna jump for joy Slapped on the shoe polish left and right He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight He stopped once to wipe the sweat away I said you're a mighty little boy to be-a workin' that way He said I like it with a big wide grin Kept on a poppin' and he said again Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe Does a million dollars worth of good for you Get rhythm when you get the blues Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Greatest! (1959) -------- -------- (13) Rock And Roll Ruby -------- Well I took my Ruby jukin' On the out-skirts of town She took her high heels off And rolled her stockings down She put a quarter in the jukebox To get a little beat Everybody started watchin' All the rhythm in her feet She's my rock'n'roll Ruby, rock'n'roll Rock'n'roll Ruby, rock'n'roll When Ruby starts a-rockin' Boy it satisfies my soul Now Ruby started rockin' 'bout one o'clock And when she started rockin' She just couldn't stop She rocked on the tables And rolled on the floor And Everybody yelled: "Ruby rock some more!" She's my rock'n'roll Ruby, rock'n'roll Rock'n'roll Ruby, rock'n'roll When Ruby starts a-rockin' Boy it satisfies my soul It was 'round about four I thought she would stop She looked at me and then She looked at the clock She said: "Wait a minute Daddy Now don't get sour All I want to do Is rock a little bit more" She's my rock'n'roll Ruby, rock'n'roll Rock'n'roll Ruby, rock'n'roll When Ruby starts a-rockin' Boy it satisfies my soul One night my Ruby left me all alone I tried to contact her on the telephone I finally found her about twelve o'clock She said: "Leave me alone Daddy 'cause your Ruby wants to rock" She's my rock'n'roll Ruby, rock'n'roll Rock'n'roll Ruby, rock'n'roll When Ruby starts a-rockin' Boy it satisfies my soul Rock, rock, rock'n'roll Rock, rock, rock'n'roll Rock, rock, rock'n'roll Rock, rock, rock'n'roll When Ruby starts a-rockin' Boy it satisfies my soul Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (1) It Was Jesus -------- Well a man walked down by Galilee So the holy book does say And a great multitude was gathered there Without a thing to eat for days Up stepped a little boy with the basket "Please take this, Lord", he said And with just a five loaves and two little fishes Five thousand had fish and bread Who was it everybody Who was it everybody Who was it everybody It was Jesus Christ, our Lord Now pay close attention little children It's somebody you ought to know It's all about a man that walked on earth Nearly two thousand years ago Well he healed the sick and afflicted And he raised 'em from the dead Then they nailed him on an old rugged cross And put thorns on his head Who was it everybody Who was it everybody Who was it everybody It was Jesus Christ, our Lord Well they took him down and they buried him And after the third day When they came to his tomb where they knew he was gone 'Cause the stone was rolled away He's not here for he is risen The angel of the Lord then said And when they saw him walking with these nail-scared hands They knew he came back from the dead Who was it everybody Who was it everybody Who was it everybody It was Jesus Christ, our Lord Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (2) I Saw A Man -------- Last night I dreamed an angel came. He took my hand, he called my name. He bid me look the other way; I saw a man, I heard him say He said if I be lifted up I'll draw all men to me. He turned and then I saw the nail-scarred hands that bled for me. I touched the hem of his garment that fell round him there My life my heart I gave, my soul was in his care. When I awoke my heart beat so and in the dark I saw a glow. This was no dream he turned my way. Again I heard my Saviour say He said if I be lifted up I'll draw all men to me. He turned and then I saw the nail-scarred hands that bled for me. I touched the hem of his garment that fell round him there Writer(s): Arthur Smith -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (3) Are All The Children In -------- When I'm alone I often think of an old house on the hill Of a big yard hedged in roses where we ran and played at will And when the night time brought us home hushing our merry din Mother would look around and ask are all the children in Well it's been many a year now and the old house on the hill No longer has my mother's care and the yard is still so still But if I listen I can hear it all no matter how long it's been I seem to hear my mother ask are all the children in And I wonder when the curtain falls on that last earthly day When we say goodbye to all of this to our pain and work and play When we step across the river where mother so long has been Will we hear ask her a final time are all the children in (I come) Writer(s): Craig Starrett -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (4) The Old Account -------- Well it was a time on earth when in the books of heaven An old account was standing for sins yet unforgiven My name was at the top and many things below But I went unto the keeper and settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees) long ago (I settled it all) Yes the old account was settled long ago (hallelujah) And the record's clear today cause he washed my sins away And the old account was settled long ago Well the old account was large and growin' every day And I was always sinnin' and I never tried to pray But when I looked ahead and saw such pain and woe Well I went unto the keeper and settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees)... Now sinner seek the Lord repent of all your sins Cause this he has commanded if you would enter in And then if you should live a hundred years below Well you know you got it settled cause you settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees)... -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (5) Lead Me Gently Home -------- Oh lead me gently home father Lead me gently home When life's toils are ended And parting days have come Sin no more will tempt me There from thee I'll roam If you'll only lead me father Lead me gently home Oh lead me gently home father Lead me gently home father If I fall upon the wayside Lead me gently home Lead me gently home father Lead me gently home In life's darkest hours father When my troubles come Keep my feet from wandering There from thee I'll roam Lest I fall upon the wayside Lead me gently home Oh lead me gently home father Lead me gently home father If I fall upon the wayside Lead me gently home Lead me gently home Writer(s): Tommy Johnson -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (6) Swing Low, Sweet Chariot -------- I looked over Jordan and what did i see? Commin' for to carry me home There was a band of angels, a-commin after me Commin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Commin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Commin' for to carry me home I'm sometimes up, and i'm sometimes down Comin' for to carry me home But but i know my soul is heavenly bound Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home If you get there before I do Comin' for to carry me home Tell all my friends that I'm a-comin' too Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Commin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Commin' for to carry me home And now they're commin for to carry me home Writer(s): Dp, Johnny Cash -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (7) Snow In His Hair -------- The years have been many, the years have been long But at last I'm returning to daddy and home He's looking my way though he hardly can see God bless my old daddy he recognize me There's snow in his hair and I helped to put it there A halo of worry and care As my daddy grows old he's more precious than gold For I cherish the snow in his hair His shoulders were bent with the weight of the years I scarcely could hold back the flood tide of tears He walked with a cane as he hurried along Comin' to meet me to welcome me home There's snow in his hair and I helped to put it there A halo of worry and care As my daddy grows old he's more precious than gold For I cherish the snow in his hair Writer(s): Marshall T. Pack -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (8) Lead Me Father -------- When my hands are tired and my step is slow Walk beside me and give me the strength to go Fill my face with Your courage, so defeat won't show Pick me up when I stumble, so the world won't know Lead me Father, with the staff of life Give me the strength for a song That the words I sing might more strength bring To help some poor troubled, weary worker along When my way is light but I still can see With a strong hand, strike out the blindness in me Show me work that I should carry on for Thee Make my way straight and narrow like You wanted to be Lead me Father, with the staff of life Give me the strength for a song That the words I sing might more strength bring To help some poor troubled, weary worker along Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (9) I Call Him -------- Well, the blue's still in the water and the blue's still in the sky And way beyond the blue there's someone watchin' from on high My clothes may be ragged and my shoes may be worn But I've been a wealthy boy since I've been born 'Cause I call Him when I'm troubled and I call Him when I'm weak And He always pulls me through my troubles some way and I believe He'll be there (He'll be there) He'll be there (He'll be there) Like He always is to answer when I call Him My mother used to tell me I should take it slow The pace is not what matters, it's the direction that you go Keep your feet upon the path and your eyes upon the goal You'll have all the joy a heart could ever hold And I call Him when I'm troubled and I call Him when I'm weak And He always pulls me through my troubles some way and I believe He'll be there (He'll be there) He'll be there (He'll be there) Like He always is to answer when I call Him Like He always is to answer when I call Him Writer(s): Johnny Cash, Roy Cash Jr. -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (10) These Things Shall Pass -------- These things shall pass and some great morning We'll look back and smile at heartaches we have known So don't forget when shadows gather The Lord our God is still the King upon His throne A rose looks gray at midnight but the flame is just asleep And steel is strong because it knew the hammer and white heat These things shall pass and life be sweeter When love and faith are strong they cannot long endure These things shall pass so don't you worry The darkest time is just one hour before dawn So hold up high and face your troubles And don't dispare if you must face them all alone A rose looks gray at midnight but the flame is just asleep And steel is strong because it knew the hammer and white heat These things shall pass and life be sweeter When love and faith are strong they cannot long endure These things shall pass Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (11) He'll Be A Friend -------- Well, God told Noah to build an ark He said it's gonna rain, gonna be dark Call in the animals two by two And don't let a sinful man go through So the flood came just like He said And every evil thing on earth was dead But Noah's faith was like a rock God laid his ark on a mountain top He'll be a friend and guide you He'll walk along with you You'll feel it there inside you He'll help you make it through When things look dark Noah saw the light 'Cause faith had told him right was might If you need a friend He'll guide you He'll be a friend to you Well, you've heard of Samson, the strong man The mightiest man in all the land There was one purpose for his might He had to deliver the Israelites By the Philistines he was overcome They tied him up to carry him home But Samson prayed and his bounds were gone He killed a thousand with an old jawbone He'll be a friend and guide you He'll walk along with you You'll feel it there inside you He'll help you make it through God showed Samson what to do And it's the same God that stands by you If you need a friend He'll guide you He'll be a friend to you Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Hymns By Johnny Cash (1959) -------- -------- (12) God Will -------- God will walk with me down the streets where no one else will walk God will talk with me of things that no one else will talk When no one else will walk and no one else will talk When no one will, God will God will share with me the little worries no one knows are there God will care for me whenever there is no one else to care When no one will be there and no one else will share When no one will, God will God will think of me when friends forget and fail to understand God will strengthen me when I am weak and need a helping hand When no one understands or lends a helping hand When no one will, God will, when no one will, God will Writer(s): John D. Loudermilk, Marijohn Wilkin -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (1) Drink To Me -------- Magnificent Johnny Cash Get the ringtone Share Comments Print Correct Drink to me, drink to me Drink to me, drink to me Drink to me A rose, a carnation, the lily and an orchid make such a pretty bouquet (Drink to me, drink to me) But only the orchid was worthy of you, so I threw all the others away (Drink to me, drink to me) Then you took the orchid and you breathed on its petals And after a day or two The flower still blooms but the scent's not the orchids It carries the savor of you Drink to me, drink to me Drink to me, drink to me Drink to me So if you're gonna drink to me, drink with your eyes And I'll never cry for wine (Drink to me, drink to me) Or leave a kiss in an empty coffee cup then pass it from your lips to mine (Drink to me, drink to me) 'Cause I've got a thirst burning way down in my soul And honey from a sugar tree Is not half as sweet as the air that you breathe Honey come here and drink to me Drink to me, drink to me Drink to me, drink to me Drink to me Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (2) Five Feet High And Rising -------- My mama always taught me that good things come from adversity if we put our faith in the Lord. We couldn't see much good in the flood waters when they were causing us to have to leave home, But when the water went down, we found that it had washed a load of rich black bottom dirt across our land. The following year we had the best cotton crop we'd ever had. I remember hearing: How high's the water, mama? Two feet high and risin' How high's the water, papa? Two feet high and risin' We can make it to the road in a homemade boat That's the only thing we got left that'll float It's already over all the wheat and the oats, Two feet high and risin' How high's the water, mama? Three feet high and risin' How high's the water, papa? Three feet high and risin' Well, the hives are gone, I've lost my bees The chickens are sleepin' In the willow trees Cow's in water up past her knees, Three feet high and risin' How high's the water, mama? Four feet high and risin' How high's the water, papa? Four feet high and risin' Hey, come look through the window pane, The bus is comin', gonna take us to the train Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain, 4 feet high and risin' How high's the water, mama? Five feet high and risin' How high's the water, papa? Five feet high and risin' Well, the rails are washed out north of town We gotta head for higher ground We can't come back till the water comes down, Five feet high and risin' Well, it's five feet high and risin' Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (3) The Man On The Hill -------- Will we get cold and hungry Will times be very bad? When we're needin' bread and meat Where we gonna get it, Dad? We'll get it from the man In the house on the hill Yes we will from the man on the hill Ploughin' time is over Still the fields are bare How we gonna make a livin' With twenty acres to share? I'll beg for more land From the man on the hill Yes I will, I'll ask the man on the hill I ain't got no Sunday shoes That I can wear to town Papa reckon the boss has got A pair of hand-me-downs I'll go and ask the man In the house on the hill Yes I will, I'll ask the man on the hill Maybe he will help us Maybe we'll get by But who's gonna pay the dyin' bills If we all should die We'll leave it to the man In the sky when we die Yes we'll leave it to the man in the sky Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (4) Hank And Joe And Me -------- In the desert where we searched for gold The days're hot the nights're cold Hank and Joe and me walked on So bold and brave and free For days and days we fought the heat I got so thirsty and I got so weak And when I fell 'cause I couldn't go I heard Hank say to Joe He's dyin' (Dyin' dyin') For water Hear him cryin' (Cryin' cryin') For water Well lay him down in the dust and sand he said Joe you know he's a dyin' man Leave him there and let him die I can't stand to hear him cry for water I don't remember how long I lay But when I awoke it was the break of day Buzzards circled miles ahead I knew Hank and Joe were dead My eyes were dimmed but I could see A bed of gold nuggets under me Now I know that it won't be long Till they decorate my bones 'Cause I'm dyin' (Dyin' dyin') For water Can't help cryin' (Cryin' cryin') For water Well they laid me down in the dust and sand he said Joe you know he's a dyin' man Leave him there and let him die I can't stand to hear him cry for water He couldn't stand to hear me cry for water Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (5) Clementine -------- (Oh my darlin' Clementine) She knew that Cody was the man she wanted But she had waited nearly all her life Just one more trip to town to tell the boys goodbye Then he'd be back to take her for his wife (Don't you worry) Clementine Cody saddled up and left his darlin' Then rode to town to celebrate his plan He told 'em this would be his last carousing' "I'm gonna settle down boys if I can" (With my darlin') Clementine Someone said, "It must have been past midnight When Cody had to face a jealous man " Another story goes that no one really knows But it seems there was a dance hall girl called Nan (Don't you tell) Clementine We do know that the shot or two was heard from some back room Then there was a silence in the place Just one more trip to town but all his chips were down They found Cody lyin' on his face (Softly callin') Clementine So buddies, make a monument to lay down at his head Sure you hate to leave your pal behind Mother, help your daughter put her weddin' dress away 'Cause Cody won't be ridin' back this time (To his darlin') Clementine Writer(s): Buddy Mize, Billy Mize -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (6) Don't Step On Mother's Roses -------- We all were called to come back To the old home on the farm Mother's passed away, what a mournful day And as my daddy watched His eyes were filled with pain and hurt When someone stepped upon a rose And crushed it in the dirt "Don't step on Mother's roses," Daddy cried "She planted them the day she was my bride And every time I see a rose, I see her smilin' face She made my darkest days look bright 'Round the old home place" "Don't step on Mother's roses, let 'em grow The way they did since many years ago They'll bloom for me each year And I'll have Mother near Don't step on Mother's roses, let 'em grow" Years have passed away And how the old home place has changed Daddy had to go, we all miss him so Children pick the roses as they go along the way But when their petals are abused, I hear my daddy say "Don't step on Mother's roses," Daddy cried "She planted them the day she was my bride And every time I see a rose, I see her smilin' face She made my darkest days look bright 'Round the old home place" "Don't step on Mother's roses, let 'em grow The way they did since many years ago They'll bloom for me each year And I'll have Mother near Don't step on Mother's roses, let 'em grow" -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (7) Great Speckled Bird -------- What a beautiful thought I am thinking Concerning a great speckled bird Remember her name is recorded On the pages of God's Holy Word. All the other birds are flocking 'round her And she is despised by the squad But the great speckled bird in the Bible Is one with the great church of God. All the other churches are against her They envy her glory and fame They hate her because she is chosen And has not denied Jesus' name. Desiring to lower her standard They watch every move that she makes They long to find fault with her teachings But really they find no mistake. She is spreading her wings for a journey She's going to leave by and by When the trumpet shall sound in the morning She'll rise and go up in the sky. In the presence of all her despisers With a song never uttered before She will rise and be gone in a moment Till the great tribulation is o'er. I am glad I have learned of her meekness I am proud that my name is on her book For I want to be one never fearing The face of my Savior to look. When He cometh descending from heaven On the cloud that He writes in His Word I'll be joyfully carried to meet Him On the wings of that great speckled bird. Writer(s): Guy Martin Smith -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (8) I Want To Go Home -------- We sailed on the ship John B, my grandfather and me Around Nassau town we did roam Drinking all night, got into a fight Well, I feel so homesick I wanna go home So hoist up the John B sail, see how the mainsail sets Call for the captain ashore, let me go home Let me go home, why don't you let me go home? Well, I feel so homesick I wanna go home The first mate, he got drunk, broke up the people's trunk Constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me alone? Well, I feel so homesick I wanna go home Then the cook, he caught the fits, threw out all of my grits Then he took and ate up all of my corn Let me go home, why don't you let me go home? Well, this is the worst trip since I have been born So hoist up the John B sail, see how the mainsail sets Call for the captain ashore, let me go home Let me go home, why don't you let me go home? Well, I feel so homesick I wanna go home Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (9) The Caretaker -------- I live in the cemetery 'Old Caretaker' they call me In the wintertime I rake the leaves And in the summer I cut the weeds When a funeral comes The people cry and pray They bury their dead Then they all go away And here I work And I somehow hide From a world that rushes By outside But each night When I rest my head I'm contented As the peaceful death But who's gonna cry When old John dies? Who's gonna cry When old John dies? Once I was a young man Dashing with the girls Now no one wants an old man When I lost my handsome curls But I wanna say When my time comes Lay me facin' The rising sun Put me in a corner Where I buried my pup Tell the preacher to pray Then cover me up Don't lay flowers Where my head should be Maybe God would Let some grow for me And all the little children That I love like my own Will they be sorry That Old John's gone? Who's gonna cry When Old John dies? Who's gonna cry When Old John dies? Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (10) Old Apache Squaw -------- Old Apache Squaw, how many long lean years you saw? How many bitter winter nights shiverin' in a cold teepee? Shiverin' in a cold teepee Old Apache Squaw, how many hungry kids you saw? How many bloody warriors runnin' to the sea, fleein' to the sea? Well, now they tell me that you saw Cochise When he made his last stand He said, "The next white man that sees my face Is gonna be a dead white man" Old Apache Squaw, how many broken hearts you saw? Have you had misty eyes for years? Could that mist be tears? Could that mist be tears? Well, now they tell me that you saw Cochise When he made his last stand He said, "The next white man that sees my face Is gonna be a dead white man" Old Apache Squaw, how many broken hearts you saw? You've had misty eyes for years Could that mist be tears? Could that mist be tears? Old Apache Squaw -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (11) My Grandfather's Clock -------- My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf So it stood ninety years on the floor It was taller by half than the old man himself Though it weighed not a pennyweight more It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born And was always his treasure and pride But it stopped, short never to go again When the old man died Ninety years without slumbering tik,tlk,tik,tok His life seconds numbering tik,tok,tik,tok It stopped, short never to go again When the old man died My grandfather said that of those he could hire Not a servant so faithful he found For it wasted no time and had but one desire At the close of each week to be wound And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face And its hands never hung by its side But it stopped short, never to go again When the old man died It rang and alarmed in the dead of the night An alarm that for years had been dumb And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight That his hour for departure had come Still the clock kept the time with a soft and muffled chime As we silently stood by his side But it stopped short, never to go again When the old man died Ninety years without slumbering His life seconds numbering It stopped short, never to go again When the old man died Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (12) It Could Be You (Instead Of Him) -------- If you should meet some lonely soul Who on this earth can't reach his gold And he's travelin' down the road so dark and dim Lend the hand, say a prayer Give a smile that he might share But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him (But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him) Befriend each stranger in the night Help to make his burdens light Lift up the fallin' ones and be a friend (Be a friend) Shed a tear, share a sight Share his fears don't pass him by But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him (It could be you instead of him) Shed a tear, share a sigh Share his fears don't pass him by But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him (It could be you instead of him) Writer(s): Glenn Douglas Tubb, Vic McAlpin -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (13) I Got Stripes -------- On A Monday I Was Ar-rested (Uh Huh) On A Tuesday They Locked Me In The Jail (Oh Boy) On A Wednesday My Trial Was At-tested On A Thursday They Said Guilty And The Judge's Gavel Fell I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains - Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains - Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Down On A Monday My Momma Come To See Me On A Tuesday They Caught Me With A File On A Wednesday I'm Down In Solitary On A Thursday I Start On Bread And Water For A While I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains - Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains - Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Down I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains - Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains - Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Writer(s): Johnny Cash, Charlie Williams -------- Songs Of Our Soil (1959) -------- -------- (14) You Dreamer You -------- I dreamed I walked in a field of flowers Oh, what a dream The houses all were silver towers Oh, what a dream Beside the road an angel sat, I said hello and tipped my hat And stopped when I saw her smile And set me down a while I set me down a while You dreamer you I tried the angel for a kiss Oh, what a dream But she turned away and my lips missed Oh, what a dream She said, "Sir, I'll have you know I met you just a while ago You're welcome for to sit But calm yourself a bit, sir Calm yourself a bit You dreamer you I fell in love like one, two, three Oh, what a dream I asked the angel to marry me Oh, what a dream She said, "Sir, I can't marry you, But I'm a dream that can come true There are dreams of much my worth That live upon the earth, sir Live upon the earth You dreamer you" Then I awoke and found my love Oh, what a dream As heavenly as the one above Oh, what a dream We'll marry in a sea of flowers, Home will be a silver tower There'll be heaven in my life With an angel for a wife With an angel for a wife You dreamer you You dreamer you Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (1) Loading Coal -------- My pappy said when I was seventeen you're six feet tall and your face is clean And it don't look right for a boy that old to not make a livin' loadin' coal Loadin' coal loadin' coal I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole Never get rich for to save my soul and forty 'leven years a loadin' coal loadin' coal Ain't never got acquainted with a dollar bill and I don't ever reckon that I ever will A dollar ain't made for a fellar I'm told that scoops up a livin' loadin' coal Loadin' coal loadin' coal... I cussed everything in the mining camp from a shovel and my pick to my carbide lamp But I know mighty well till I grow old I'll still be a cussin' but loadin' coal Loadin' coal loadin' coal... I know just as well as coal is black one of these days the mines were strike And I'll sit around starvin' till I'm finally told There's a nickel more a ton for loadin' coal Loadin' coal loadin' coal... Writer(s): Merle Travis -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (2) Slow Rider -------- I ride an old paint he's on the worry side And I'm a saddle tramp about to cross the great divide Where there's grass in the coolies and water in the drawl And the forty pound saddle won't make us both raw Slow rider, slow rider move on a little more The sky boss is waitin' at the big ranch house door I can't help but missin' the daughters that I had One went to Denver the other went bad My young wife died in a poolroom fight But I try to keep singin' from morning till night Slow rider, slow rider move on a little more The sky boss is waitin' at the big ranch house door Whenever I die take my saddle from the wall Strap it on snuffy lead him out of the stall Throw me on his back and turn him toward the west He knows how to take me to the spot I love best Slow rider, slow rider move on a little more The sky boss is waitin' at the big ranch house door Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (3) Lumberjack -------- I lived on a farm out in Iowa I pulled the corn and I worked in the hay Got trapped by a girl but I wiggled free Heard the Oregon timber callin' me Will you tell me somethin', Mr lumberjack? Is it one for forward and three for back? Is it two for stop or four for go? Boy, ask a whistle punk I don't know Well, I learned this fact from a logger named Ray You don't cut timber on a windy day Stay out of the woods when the moisture's low Or you ain't gonna live to collect your dough Will you tell me somethin', Mr lumberjack? Is it one for forward and three for back? Is it two for stop or four for go? Boy, ask a whistle punk I don't know Well you work in the woods from morning to night You laugh and sing and you cuss and fight On Saturday night you go to Eugene And on a Sunday morning your pockets are clean Will you tell me somethin', Mr lumberjack? Is it one for forward and three for back? Is it two for stop or four for go? Boy, ask a whistle punk I don't know Writer(s): Leon Payne -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (4) Dorraine Of Ponchartrain -------- As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain I pinned a flower on her heart, I swore we'd never be apart She vowed her love forever and as I kissed her did the same Dorraine, my Dorraine, my dark haired little angel My belle of Ponchartrain We sat down on the dock and with our hearts and fingers locked We laughed and talked and joked about when our names are the same And joking I said honey are you marrying me for money And it took just one quick look to tell it hurt my dear Dorraine She jumped and stood above me and she cried why you don't love me I'm rowing home across the lake you won't see me again I called and called some more but she rowed fast from the shore And the clouds brought by a wind began to rain on Ponchartrain Dorraine, I called Dorraine Come back my little angel my belle of Ponchartrain The storm should make her learn that she should make a swift return But as the rain fell harder I lost sight of my Dorraine As panic gripped my heart I drew the oars and made my start To look for her on raging waters and the rain on Ponchartrain At darkness I still called but no one heard my cries at all And when the daybreak came then others helped me look for my Dorraine But there was not a thing afloat except the oars from her rowboat For all was lost upon the choppy waves and rain on Ponchartrain Now I come day after day to where my sweetheart rowed away And I gaze across the water of the rainy Ponchartrain Just one thing and nothing more ever floated back to shore Was this flower I hold it is the one I pinned on my Dorraine Dorraine, my Dorraine, my dark haired little angel My belle of Ponchartrain Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (5) Going To Memphis -------- Bring a drink of water Leroy Bring a drink of water, no If I could get to the mercy man He'd give me some I know I got a gal in Vicksburg Bertha is her name Wish I's tied to Bertha Instead of this ball and chain I'm goin' to Memphis, that's right Lord, yeah A dude took all my money Wouldn't let me see the cards I owe the boss about a hundred years For sleepin' in his backyard I'm goin' to Memphis, yeah Memphis Yeah I'm goin' to Memphis Like a bitter weed, I'm a bad seed But when that levee's through and I am too Let the honky tonk roll on Come mornin' I'll be gone I'm goin' to Memphis, yeah Memphis I never been to Chicago But it must be a mighty fine place, that's right I couldn't get past Tennessee With Mississippi all over my face I'm goin' to Memphis, that's right Lord, Memphis Well, the freezin' ground at night Is my own foldin' bed Pork salad is my bread and meat And it will be till I'm dead Well, I brought me a little water In a Mr. Prince Albert can But the boss man caught me drinkin' it And I believe, he broke my hand They all call me crazy for sassin' Mr. Scott My brother was killed for a deed I did But I dis remember what, yeah Well another boy is down The shovel burned him out Let me stand on his body To see what the shoutin's about I'm goin' to Memphis, yeah I'm goin' to Memphis Like a bitter weed, I'm a bad seed But when that levee's through and I am too Let the honky tonk roll on Come mornin' I'll be gone I'm goin' to Memphis, yeah Memphis Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (6) When Papa Played The Dobro -------- My papa was a hobo when they delivered me We didn't have a doctor cause he couldn't pay the fee But when the goin' got too bad to ease his misery Papa played the dobro this a way and he'd go When company would come around he kept the dobro hid He knew he couldn't play the way the other players did Why the guitar's resonator was a gallon bucket lid But papa played the dobro this a way and he'd go Well now that papa's gone away it's hanging by the flue The top of it's rusted and the strings're rusty too It won't ever sound the way that it did when it was new When papa played the dobro this a way and he'd go Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (7) Boss Jack -------- Pick a lot o'cotton, drag a long sack Comin' across the field, well, I see Boss Jack He's a ridin' straddle of a single foot roan When you know that horse, you'll leave him alone The ole roan's got green in his eyes Mean as the devil and twice as wise A fire in his nose and a bow in his back Can't nobody ride him but Boss Jack Come on children, bend your back Work a little faster, fill your sack Then you hitch up the wagon, take it to the gin Finish pickin' before the winter sets in Now here while back, when the crop was laid by Remember who took us on a big fish fry? Caught a heap of catfish, goggle eye and carp Dashed and sang to the guitar and the harp Well, someday old Boss Jack is gonna set us all free Gabriel gonna blow for you and me Angels gonna bring that chariot from above floppin' Their wings like a turtle dove, come on children Writer(s): Tex Ritter -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (8) Old Doc Brown -------- He was just an old country doctor in a little country town Fame and fortune had passed him by though we never saw him frown As day by day in his kindly way he'd serve us one and all Many a patient forgot to pay although Doc's fees were small Though he needed his dimes and there were times that he'd receive a fee He'd pass it onto some poor soul that needed it worse than he He had to sell his furniture couldn't pay his office rent So to a dusty room over a livery stable Doc Brown and his satchel went And on the hitchin' post at the kerb below to advertise his wares He nailed a little sign that read Doc Brown has moved upstairs There he kept on helping folks get well,for his heart was jus'pure gold, But anyone with eyes could see that Doc was gettin' old. Then one day he didn't answer when they knocked upon his door Old Doc Brown was layin' down but his soul was no more They found him there in that old black suit on his face was a smile of content But all the money they could find on him was a quarter and a copper cent So they opened up his ledger and what they saw gave their hearts a pull Beside each debtor's name old Doc had write these words Paid In Full Old Doc should had a funeral fine enough for a king It's a ghastly joke our town was broke and no one could give a thing 'Cept Jones an undertaker he did mighty well Donatin' an old iron casket he had never been able to sell And the funeral procession it wasn't much for grace and pomp and the style But those wagon loads of mourners they stretched out for more than a mile We wanted to give him a monument we kinda figured we owed him one Cause he made our town a better place for all the good he'd done We pulled up that old hitchin' post where Doc had nailed a sign We'd painted it white and to all of us it certainly did look fine Now the rains and the snows have washed away our white trimmin's of paint There ain't nothin' left but Doc's own sign and that's gettin' pretty faint But you can still see that old hitchin' post as if in answer to our prayers Mutely tellin' the whole wide world Doc Brown has moved upstairs Writer(s): Red Foley -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (9) The Fable Of Willie Brown -------- Well I knew a boy named Willie Brown He was A lover of our town Wherever he went the girls fell down, And cryed for Willie Brown Crazy about Willie Brown Tall and dark and lean and long Big as a bull and twice as strong, He loved the girls and turned them down, A sheek was Willie Brown Dang sheek Willie Brown Well a new girl moved in on our street, We knew that she and Will would meet, But when we inquired around she had not met Willie Brown, She said who's Willie Brown, The prettiest girl you ever saw head to Toe without A flaw, When we met one night in town she fell for Willie Brown, In love with Willie Brown, But the trouble was that We all knew Willie Brown was falling too Then He announced When June comes around She'll marry Willie Brown She's in love With Willie Brown. But then the girl denied it all,she said Its true that I did fall but he took my love for granted now To heck with Willie Brown, conceided Willie Brown, Willie Brown was shocked to learn that his love had at last been spearned So on a Hill ouside of town we buried Willie Brown, we buried Willie Brown Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (10) Second Honeymoon -------- I walked up to the desk and asked the man about a room I asked about the bridal suite, I told him I'm the groom Then I took the elevator to the floor I was assigned I fumbled with the key the way I did that other time Inside I thought of all the things that started in this room But I'm alone on our second honeymoon I hear the happy people laughing in the street below But the loneliness I feel tonight I hope you never know The life that was a happy song has ended much too soon And I'm alone on our second honeymoon I look around the room and see you standing everywhere The fragrance of your bridal flowers seems to fill the air The blushing bride that gave me such a free and eager kiss Two loving arms around me as you offered wedded bliss We'd said that we'd return to live it over in this room But I'm alone on our second honeymoon Writer(s): Autry Inman -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (11) Ballad Of The Harp Weaver -------- Son said my mother when I was knee high You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I There's nothing in the house to make a boy's britches Nor shears to cut a cloth with nor thread to take stitches There's nothing in the house but a leaf end of rye And the harp with a with the woman's head nobody will by and she began to cry That was in the early fall and when came the late fall Son she said the sight of you makes your mother's blood crawl Little skinny shoulder blades stickin' through your clothes And where you get a jacket from God above knows It's lucky for me lad your daddy's in the ground And can't see the way I let his son go around and she made a queer sound That was in the late fall when the winter came I'd not a pair of bridges nor a shirt to my name I couldn't go to school or out of doors to play And all the other little boys passed our way Son said my mother come climb into my lap And I'll chave your little knees while you take a nap And oh but we were silly for half an hour or more Me with my long legs draggin' on the floor I rocked rocked rocked to a mother goose rhyme Oh but we were happy for half an hour's time But there was I a great boy and what would folks say To hear my mother singin' me to sleep all day in such a daft way Men say the winter was bad that year fuel was scarce and food was dear A wind with a wolf's head howled about our door And we burned up the chairs and sat upon the floor All that was left us was a chair we couldn't break And the harp with the woman's head nobody would take for song or pity sake The night before Christmas I cried with the cold I cried myself to sleep like a two year old And in the deep night I felt my mother rise And stare down upon me with love in her eyes I saw my mother sitting on the one good chair A light falling on her face from I couldn't tell where Looking nineteen and not a day older And the harp with the woman's head leaned against her shoulder Her thin fingers moving in the thin tall strings Were weave weave weaving wonderful things Many bright threads from where I couldn't see Were running through the harp strings rapidly And gold threads whistlin' through my mother's hands I saw the web grow and the pattern expand She wove a child's jacket and when it was done She laid it on the floor and wove another one She wove a red cloak so regal to see She's made it for a king's son I said and not for me but I knew it was for me She wove a pair of bridges and quicker than that She wove a pair of boots a little cocked hat She wove a pair of mittens she wove a little blouse She wove all night in the still cold house She sang as she worked and the harp strings spoke But her voice never faltered and the thread never broke But when I awoke there sat my mother With the harp against her shoulder lookin' nineteen and not a day older A smile about her lips and a light about her head And her hands in the harp strings frozen dead And piled up beside her toppling to the skies Were the clothes of a king's son just my size Writer(s): Elinor Remick Warren, E. St. Vincent Millay -------- Ride This Train (1960) -------- -------- (12) Smiling Bill Mccall -------- Well, the whole town listened to the radio For the Smiling Bill McCall Show Everyone in Nashville Was listenin' to Bill I don't want to be layin' in bed When they pronounce me dead He'd stand and breathe in the microphone With his guitar hangin' to his knee bone All the girls just sat and dreamed When Bill began his sing I don't want my hat to be hung When my last song is sung But he never let fame go to his head "This is Smiling Bill McCall", he said "Gonna pick and sing a song or two You all listen till I'm through" And if you're at the house or in your car Tune in this time tomorrow To all the boys he was a big hero They'd glue their ears to the radio Then talkin' a most unusual drawl Imitatin' Bill McCall Daddy, can I get me a guitar 'Cause I want to be a star The girls would say of Bill McCall Why I bet he's over six feet tall Handsomest man in Nashville They said of Smiling Bill He won't be plantin' potato slips When he cashes in his chips Then one day Bill didn't make the show Didn't even show up for a week or so The station's boss said to city hall "Find Smiling Bill McCall" It won't be hard to track him down He's got the biggest feet in town Well, there's a creek that runs through Nashville And on the bank they found Smiling Bill He's committin' suicide But they grabbed him before he tried "Turn me loose, I want to jump", he screamed "'Cause I can't stand that theme" Let this be my final breath 'Cause I'm scared to half to death" The big brave Smiling Bill McCall Is only four feet tall I'd rather be in the river dead Than to hear 'em laughin' at my bald head Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (1) Seasons Of My Heart -------- The seasons come the seasons go We get a little sunshine, rain and snow Just the way that it was planned to be But there's no seasons in my heart While you play the leading part 'Cause the flowers will bloom eternally Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow And my tears like withered leaves will fall But spring could bring some glad tomorrow And, darling, we could be happy after all As it is in nature's plan No season get the upper hand How I try to keep this fact in mind The trees are bare the cold wind blows And by experience we should know Winter comes but the spring is close behind Your leaving will bring Writer(s): George Jones, Darrell Edwards -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (2) I Feel Better All Over -------- Well, I feel better all over more than anywhere else baby When I'm out with you Well, I feel better all over more than anywhere else When you kiss me like you do Well, I am as wild as a buck everytime you cause me up You sure makes me feel like a wheel Well, I feel better all over more than anywhere else That's exactly how I feel Oh, I feel better all over more than anywhere else When you whisper sweet nothings in my ear Oh, I feel better all over more than anywhere else, honey Anytime that you're near Well, my heart beats double time when you hold your hand in mine You sure is a wonderful deal Well, I feel better all over more than anywhere else That's exactly how I feel Oh, that's exactly how I feel Writer(s): Leon Smith, Ken Rogers -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (3) I Couldn't Keep From Crying -------- I saw you walking by his side Heard you whisper all those lies and I Couldn't keep from crying You sang him love songs tenderly Just the way you sang to me me and I Couldn't keep from crying I saw you capture all his charms While he held you in his arms With his pretty words and ways In your heart, he took my place I stood and watched him steal a kiss From two lips, I know I'll miss and I Couldn't keep from crying I saw you capture all his charms While he held you in his arms With his pretty words and ways In your heart, he took my place I stood and watched him steal a kiss From two lips, I know I'll miss and I Couldn't keep from crying Writer(s): Marty Robbins -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (4) Time Changes Everything -------- Time has passed I've forgotten mother nature does wonderful things I thought nothing could stop me from loving you but time changes everything You can change the name of an old song rearrange it and make it swing I thought nothing could stop me from loving you but time changes everything Goodbye goodluck may God bless you Idon't say I won't love again I guess that it's true for me and for you that time changes everything Writer(s): Tommy Duncan -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (5) My Shoes Keep Walking Back To You -------- I may say that I don't care, hold my up head up in the air Even tell my friends I'm glad that you don't call But when the day is through my heartaches start anew And that's when I miss you most of all And my arms keep reaching for you My eyes keep searching for you My lips keep calling for you And my shoes keep walking back to you No matter how much I pretend I wish I had you back again 'Cause nothing else means half as much as you My world just seemed to die the day you left my side And I can't forget no matter what I do And my arms keep reaching for you My eyes keep searching for you My lips keep calling for you And my shoes keep walking back to you Writer(s): Bob Wills, Lee Ross -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (6) I'd Just Be Fool Enough (To Fall) -------- Oh please don't be so careless with your glances Don't look at me that way and breathe a sigh Please don't get too close and let me love you 'Cause I just might be fool enough to try It's not that I don't think I'm worthy of you But memories from the past I still recall Please don't get too close and let me love you 'Cause I just might be fool enough to fall It's not that I don't think I'm worthy of you But memories from the past I still recall Oh, please don't get too close and let me love you 'Cause I just might be fool enough to fall -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (7) Transfusion Blues -------- Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds Took a transfusion and I shot my woman down Went right home and I went to bed I stuck that lovin' 44 beneath my head Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun Took a transfusion and away I run Made a good run but I run too slow They overtook me down in Juarez Mexico Late in the hot joints takin' the pills In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill He said, "Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down" Said, "Yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee If you've got a warrant just a read it to me" Shot her down because she made me slow I thought I was her daddy but she had five more When I was arrested I was dressed in black Put me on a train and they took me back Had no friends for to go my bail They slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail Into the courtroom my trial began Where I was handled by twelve honest men Just before the jury started out I saw that little judge commenced to look about In about five minutes in walked the man Holding the verdict in his right hand Verdict read in the first degree I hollered, "Lowdy, Lowdy have a mercy on me" The judge he smiled as he picked up his been Ninety-nine years in the San Quentin pen Ninety-nine years underneath that ground I can't forget the day I shot my woman down Come on you guys and listen unto me Lay off that liquor and let that transfusion be Writer(s): T. J. Arnall -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (8) Why Do You Punish Me (For Loving You) -------- Why do you punish me for loving you? You're counting my mistakes, how about yours Why do you sentence me, too nice of tears? Convicting all these dreams, I've dreamed for all these years My heart cries out behind these prison bars It pleads to you for your true love to set it free Why do you punish me is love a crime? If so I'll spend the lifetime, loving, serving time My heart cries out behind these prison bars It pleads to you for your true love to set it free Why do you punish me is love a crime? If so I'll spend the lifetime, loving, serving time Writer(s): Erwin King -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (9) I Will Miss You When You Go -------- I will miss you when you go much more than you'll ever know But I'll have a memory to keep you near In my heart you will remain but it just won't be the same I will miss a million things that make you dear Your lovely ways make you so sweet I prayed the angels fair will keep You're happiness so you'll be blessed just as you deserve to be I wonder why there are so few lovely people like you My but I will surely miss you when you go Your lovely ways make you... Writer(s): B. Stewart, E. Tubb -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (10) I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry -------- Hear that lonesome whippoorwill? He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whining low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. I've never seen a night so long, When time goes crawling by. The moon just went behind a cloud To hide its face and cry. Did you ever see a robin weep, When leaves begin to die? That means he's lost the will to live. I'm so lonesome I could cry. The silence of a falling star Lights up a purple sky. And as I wonder where you are, I'm so lonesome I could cry. I'm so lonesome I could cry. Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr. -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (11) Just One More -------- Put the bottle on the table Let it stay there till I'm not able To see your face in every place that I go I've been sitting here so long Just remembering that you are gone One more drink of wine and if you're still on my mind One drink just one more and then another I'll keep drinking it won't matter I'll just remember that I once had her I don't know why, I sat and cry every day I've been trying to forget But I haven't stopped as yet One more drink of wine and if you're still on my mind One drink just one more and then another Put the bottle on the table Let it stay there till I'm not able To see your face in every place that I go I've been sitting here so long Just remembering that you are gone One more drink of wine and if you're still on my mind One drink just one more and then another Writer(s): George Jones -------- Now, There Was A Song! (1960) -------- -------- (12) Honky Tonk Girl -------- Don't be fool by big blue eyes by a smile or a golden curl 'Cause she'll love you now and then break every vow 'Cause she's just a honky tonk girl Breaking hearts to her is just the way of having fun She thinks every man's a fool and you're another one She knows all the arts of love she'll give your heart a twirl 'Cause she's just a honky tonk girl She can never change your ways though you'll give her all the world She's had more than one or two and each day there's someone new 'Cause she's just a honky tonk girl Breaking hearts to her is just the way of having fun She thinks every man's a fool and you're another one She knows all the arts of love she'll give your heart a twirl 'Cause she's just a honky tonk girl Writer(s): Hank Thompson, Chuck Harding -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (1) Sugartime -------- Well now sugar in the morning sugar in the evening sugar at suppertime Be my little sugar and love me all the time Honey in the morning honey in the evening honey at suppertime Be my little honey and love me all the time Put your arms around me swear by stars above You'll be mine forever in the heaven of love Sugar in the morning sugar in the evening sugar at suppertime Be my little sugar and love me all the time Now sugar time is anytime that you're near oh you're so dear Now don't you roam just be my honeycomb and live in a heaven of love Well sugar in the morning... Writer(s): Charlie Phillips, Odis Echols -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (2) Down The Street To 301 -------- There's a boy across the street lately he's looked very neat Seems he's always on the run down the street to 301 (Seems he's always on the run down the street to 301) Saturday he mows the lawn it's about a crack of dawn Nine o'clock the work's all done down the street to 301 (Nine o'clock the work's all done down the street to 301) When it's back to school this fall winter's chill may end it all But for now there's lots of fun with the girl at 301 (But for now there's lots of fun with the girl at 301) Maybe they will never wed sure they may break up instead But for now she is the one the girl who lives at 301 (But for now she is the one the girl who lives at 301) The boy who lives across the street has a reason to be neat He's in love and on the run with the girl at 301 (He's in love and on the run with the girl at 301) Don't you tell 'em to beware of a summer love affair You know she is only one the girl that live at 301 (You know she is only one the girl that live at 301) Writer(s): Jack Clement -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (3) Life Goes On -------- My baby left me just the other day I guess the things will never be the same But I must forget that she is gone Cause time goes by and life goes on Making plans, shaking hands Try to prove that I'm a man It's hard to do but I must try Cause life goes on and so will I It's been kinda tough these last few days Trying to act normal and be gay It's not easy to be all alone But time goes by and life goes on If I see her anywhere I hope she thinks that I don't care For after night there comes the dawn Yes time goes by and life goes on Writer(s): John R. Cash, Jack H. Clement -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (4) Port Of Lonely Hearts -------- A ship came in, but it was empty; And then it sailed back out to sea again. Now there's the sail on the horizon, And now I wait until your ship comes in. And I'll be waiting in the port of lonely hearts, Watchin' for your topsail on the sea. Prayin' that my ship of love will come To the port of lonely hearts where I will be. I'll brave the storm until you're with me, Cause wind and rain can't change a love that's true. I'll be alone until you anchor and then I'll leave this lonely port with you. Till then I'm waiting in the port of lonely hearts, Watchin' for your topsail on the sea. Prayin' that my ship of love will come To the port of lonely hearts where I will be. Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (5) Cry, Cry, Cry -------- Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down. I think you only live to see the lights uptown. I wasted my time when I would try, try, try. 'Cause when the lights have lost their glow, you'll cry, cry, cry. Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone. You'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone. You'll call for me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye, " When I turn around and walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry, You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone, When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own. You're gonna cry, cry, cry. I lie awake at night to wait 'til you come in You stay a little while and then you're gone again Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry When your fickle love gets old, no one will care for you. Then you'll come back to me for a little love that's true. I'll tell you no and then you'll ask me why, why, why? When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry. You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me then, It'll hurt when you think of the fool you've been. You're gonna cry, cry, cry. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (6) My Treasure -------- I saved a lot of money my fortune was untold And like a fool I idealized my silver and my gold My earthly treasure's mounted but when I counted through I realized the treasure I had overlooked was you My treasure unmeasured but forsaken of the treasures that come from above My treasure unmeasured but it don't hold a heart of the one that I love If I had my life before me if I could see it all I'd stake my claim on things that are secured against downfall I'd work for earthly treasures like any man would do But I set my sights much higher and I'd be sure that I had you My treasure unmeasured unmeasured... Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (7) Oh Lonesome Me -------- Everybody's going out and having fun I'm just a fool for staying home and having none I can't get over how she set set me free oh lonesome me A bad mistake I'm making by just hanging round I know that I should have some fun and paint the town I thought of everything from A to Z oh lonesome me I'll bet she's not like me she's out and fancy free Flirtin' with the boys with all her charms But I still love her so and brother don't you know I'd welcome her right back here in my arms Well there must be some way I can lose these lonesome blues Forget about the past and find somebody new I thought of everything from A to Z oh lonesome me oh lonesome me Well I'll bet she's not like me... Oh lonesome me Writer(s): Don Gibson -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (8) Home Of The Blues -------- Just around the corner there's heartache Down the street that losers use If you can wade in through the teardrops You'll find me at the Home of the Blues I walk and cry while my heartbeat Keeps time with the drag of my shoes The sun never shines through this window of mine It's dark at the Home of the Blues Oh, but the place is filled with the sweetest mem'ries Mem'ries so sweet that I cry Dreams that I've had left me feeling so bad I just want to give up and lay down and die So if you've just lost your sweetheart And it seems there's no good way to choose Come along with me, misery loves company You're welcome at the Home of the Blues Oh, but the place is filled with the sweetest mem'ries Mem'ries so sweet that I cry Dreams that I've had left me feeling so bad I just want to give up and lay down and die So if you've just lost your sweetheart And it seems there's no good way to choose Come along with me, misery loves company You're welcome at the Home of the Blues You'll find me at the Home of the Blues Yeah, you're gonna find me at the Home of the Blues Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Glenn Douglas, Lillie C. Mc Alpin -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (9) So Doggone Lonesome -------- I do my best to hide this lowdown feelin' I try to make believe there's nothin' wrong But they're always askin' me about you darlin' And it hurts me so to tell 'em that you're gone If they ask me, I guess, I'd be denyin' That I've been unhappy all alone But if they heard my heart they'd hear it cryin' Where's my darlin' when's she comin' home I ask myself a million times what's right for me to do To try to lose my blues alone or hang around for you Well I make it pretty good until that moon comes shinin' through And that I get so doggone lonesome Time stands still when you're a waitin' Sometimes I think my heart is stoppin' too One lonely hour seems forever Sixty minutes more to wait for you But I guess I'll keep waitin' till you're with me 'Cause I believe that lovin' you is right But I don't care if the sun don't rise tomorrow If I can't have you with me tonight Well I know, I'll keep on loving you 'cause true love can't be killed I ought to get you off of my mind but I guess I never will I could have a dozen others but I know, I'd love you still 'Cause I get so doggone lonesome Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (10) You're The Nearest Thing To Heaven -------- I have sailed the peaceful waters of the ocean deep and blue I held my breath and watched the western sunsets golden hue I've flown above the mountain peaks and valleys wide and green But you're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen You're the nearest thing to heaven yes you are I have searched for happiness so long and far But my search for love was through the day that I found you Cause you're the nearest thing to heaven yes you are I confess that I've been tempted by a luring magic charms When the smile was flashed my way and stood before two open arms But I turned and walked away because I love you like I do You're the nearest thing to heaven darlin' you You're the nearest thing to heaven... I have watched the silver raindrops fall to earth to cool the day Watched the rainbow at twilight when the clouds had blown away I love the pretty flowers but they cannot buy the worth Cause you're the nearest thing to heaven on this earth You're the nearest thing to heaven... Writer(s): Jim Atkins, Johnny R. Cash, Hoyt Johnson -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (11) The Story Of A Broken Heart -------- Hmm the story of a broken heart Well the sprinftime is coming and the honeybees are humming And I just saw a robin flying by While your wedding bells are ringing my poor heart is singing The story of a broken heart hmm the story of a broken heart When the trees start to blooding the mem'ries start to flooding And my heart takes a trip to yesterday When we walked neath the moon an our love was in bloom Now we're two lovers drifted apart hmm the story of a broken heart Now the wedding invitation forced out to your relation But you ask me to give the pride away Although I can't show it I think that you'll know it A story that's told from my heart hmm the story of a broken heart Writer(s): Sam C. Phillips -------- Now Here's Johnny Cash (1961) -------- -------- (12) Hey Porter -------- Hey porter! Hey porter! Would you tell me the time? How much longer will it be till we cross that Mason Dixon Line? At daylight would ya tell that engineer to slow it down? Or better still, just stop the train, Cause I wanna look around. Hey porter! Hey porter! What time did ya say? How much longer will it be till I can see the light of day? When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell? And ask everybody that ain't asleep to stand right up and yell. Hey porter! Hey porter! It's getting light outside. This old train is puffin' smoke, and I have to strain my eyes. But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please. Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves and I feel that Southern breeze. Hey porter! Hey porter! Please get my bags for me. I need nobody to tell me now that we're in Tennessee. Go tell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream, We're not so far from home so take it easy on the steam. Hey porter! Hey porter! Please open up the door. When they stop the train I'm gonna get off first Cause I can't wait no more. Tell that engineer I said thanks alot, and I didn't mind the fare. I'm gonna set my feet on Southern soil and breathe that Southern air. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (1) He'll Understand And Say Well Done -------- Give, when you give Him the best of your service Tellin' the world that the savior has come Be not dismayed if man don't believe you He'll understand and say, "Well done" Oh, when I come to the end of my journey Weary of life and the battle is won Bearing the staff and the cross of redemption He'll understand and say, "Well done" He'll understand and say, "Well done" Misunderstood the savior of sinners Died on the cross, He was God's only Son But He knew well that his Father in Heaven Would understand and say, "Well done" Oh, when I come to the end of my journey Weary of life and the battle is won Bearing the staff and the cross of redemption He'll understand and say, "Well done" -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (2) God Must Have My Fortune Laid Away -------- God has my fortune laid away Oh, the world is full of people with money just to burn Affording all the things in life for which a man might yearn Some can take life easy but I live from day by day God has my fortune laid away (Laid away) I search for sunshine every day but there always comes the rain The hope over my horizon was smoke without a flame Pockets that stay empty, dreams that go astray God has my fortune laid away (God has my fortune laid away laid away, laid away) Oh how often I have wondered why some things have to be Some people live in riches while some live just like me The more I try to work and save the more I have to pay But God has my fortune laid away (Laid away) I search for sunshine every day but there always comes the rain The hope over my horizon was smoke without a flame Pockets that stay empty, dreams that go astray God has my fortune laid away Writer(s): Ted Harris -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (3) I Got Shoes -------- I got shoes, you got shoes, all God's children got shoes When I get to Heaven gonna put on my shoes I'm gonna walk all over God's Heaven Heaven Everybody talkin' 'bout Heaven Ain't goin' there Heaven Heaven Gonna walk all over God's Heaven I got a robe, you got a robe all God's children got a robe When I get to Heaven gonna put on my robe I'm gonna shout all over God's Heaven Heaven Everybody talkin' 'bout Heaven Ain't goin' there Heaven Heaven Gonna shout all over God's Heaven I got a harp, you got a harp, all of God's children got a harp Oh Glory when I get to Heaven gonna play on my harp I'm gonna play all over God's Heaven Heaven Everybody talkin' 'bout Heaven Ain't goin' there Heaven Heaven Gonna play all over God's Heaven I got wings, you get wings, all got children got wings When I get to Heaven gonna put on my wings I'm gonna fly, fly Everybody talkin' 'bout Heaven Ain't going there Heaven, Heaven Going to fly all over, going to shout all over Going play all over, gonna walk all over God's Heaven -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (4) When I've Learned Enough To Die -------- (When I've learned enough to really live I'll be old enough to die old enough to die) I've met the Master on my knees I was tested I was tried I've seen the God of heaven Paint the fields and country side I've been the husband of one wife Heard my newborn baby cry But when I've learned enough to really live I'll be old enough to die old enough to die I've always been a hard working man No stopping place have I found But when I'm tired I'm still inspired At night when I lie down I've learned to kinda like this earth Some time I wonder why Cause when I've learned enough to really live I'll be old enough to die Old enough to die (When I've learned enough to really live I'll be old enough to die old enough to die) I've always been a hard working man No stopping place have I found But when I'm tired I'm still inspired At night when I lie down I've learned to kinda like this earth Some time I wonder why Cause when I've learned enough to really live I'll be old enough to die Old enough to die -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (5) Let The Lower Lights Be Burning -------- Brightly beams our Father's mercy from his lighthouse evermore But to us he gives the keeping of the lights along the shore Let the lower lights be burning, send a gleam across the wave Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save Dark the night of sin has settled loud the angry billows roar Eager eyes are watching longing for the lights along the shore Let the lower lights be burning, send a gleam across the wave Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save Trim your feeble lamp my brother, some poor sailor tempest tossed Trying now to make the harbor in the darkness may be lost Let the lower lights be burning, send a gleam across the wave Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (6) If We Never Meet Again -------- Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey And perhaps we'll never meet anymore 'Til we gather in heaven's bright city Far away on that beautiful shore If we never meet again this side of heaven As we struggle through this world and its strife There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven By the river of life Where the charming roses bloom forever And where separation come no more If we never meet again this side of heaven I will meet you on that beautiful shore Oh so often we are parted with sorrow And action often quietens our pain But we never shall sorrow in heaven God be with you till we meet again -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (7) When I Take My Vacation In Heaven -------- There are those who are taking vacations To the mountains the lakes and the sea Where they rest from their cares and their troubles What a wonderful time that must be But it seems not my lot to be like them I must toil through the heat and the cold Seekin' out the lost sheep on a mountain Bringing wanderers back to the fold But when I take my vacation in Heaven What a wonderful time that will be Hearing concerts by the Heavenly chorus And the face of my Saviour I'll see Sitting down on the banks of the river 'Neath the shade of the evergreen tree There I'll rest from my burdens forever Won't you take your vacation with me Sitting down on the banks of the river Under the shade of the evergreen tree There I'll rest from my burdens forever Won't you take your vacation with me -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (8) Taller Than Trees -------- On your knees you are taller than trees You can look over heartaches and pain When my faith is gone to my knees I will go, growing stronger and taller than trees One night it was a long time ago now I knelt at my mother's knee And she said, "Son lift up your eyes to Him in the skies And you'll grow like the mighty oaks But you son, created in the image of God Can become taller even taller than the tallest of trees" And this was the answer I felt As down at her knees I knelt "On your knees you're taller than trees You can look over all your heartaches And son you can look over all of your pains" When my faith is gone to my knees I will go, growing stronger and taller than trees Writer(s): Lee Farebes -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (9) I Won't Have To Cross Jordan Alone -------- When I come to the river at the ending of day When the last winds of sorrow have blown There'll be somebody waiting to show me the way I won't have to cross Jordan alone I won't have to cross Jordan alone Jesus died all my sins to atone In the darkness I see he'll be waiting for me I won't have to cross Jordan alone Often times I'm weary and troubled and sad When it seems that my friends have all flon There is one thought that cheers me and makes my heart glad I won't have to cross Jordan alone I won't have to cross Jordan... Though the billows of trouble and sorrow may sweep Christ the Saviour will care for his own Till the end of my journey my soul he will keep and I won't have to cross Jordan alone I won't have to cross Jordan... -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (10) When He Reached Down His Hand For Me -------- (When he reached down his hand for me) Once my soul was astray from the heavenly way I was wretched and vile as could be But my Saviour in love gave me peace from above When he reached down his hand for me When he reached down his hand for me when he reached way down for me I was lost and undone without my God or his son When he reached down his hand for me I was near to despair when he came to me there And he showed me that I could be free Then he lifted my feet gave me gladness complete When he reached down his hand for me When he reached down... Writer(s): G. E. E. Wright -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (11) My God Is Real -------- There are some things I may not know There are some places I can't go But I am sure of this one thing My God is real for I can feel Him in my soul My God is real, real in my soul My God is real for He has washed and made me whole His love for me is like pure gold My God is real for I can feel Him in my soul Some folks may doubt, some folks may scorn Well, they can all go on, just leave me alone But ask for me, I'll take God's part My God is real for I can feel Him in my heart My God is real, real in my soul My God is real for He has washed and made me whole His love for me is like pure gold My God is real for I can feel Him in my soul Writer(s): Kenneth Morris -------- Hymns From The Heart (1962) -------- -------- (12) These Hands -------- These hands aren't the hands of a gentleman These hands are calloused and old These hands raised a family, these hands built a home Now these hands raised to praise the Lord These hands won the heart of my loved one And with hers they were never alone If these hands filled their task then what more could you ask For these fingers have worked to the bone Now don't try to judge me by what you'd like me be For my life hasn't been a success Some people have power but still they grieve While these hands brought me happiness Now I'm tired and I'm old and I haven't much gold Maybe things ain't been all that I planned Lord above hear my plea when it's time to judge me Take a look at these hard working hands Take a look at these hard working hands Writer(s): Eddie Noack -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (1) Lost On The Desert -------- A burnin' hot sun a cryin' for water black wings circle the sky Stumblin' and fallin' somebody's callin' you're lost on the desert to die I had to give up and they took me to jail but I hid all the money I got Way out on the desert where no one could get it and I left a mark at the spot Then I got away and I ran for the desert the devil had taken control I needed water but he said I'd make it near the money is a big waterhole A burnin' hot sun... Just up ahead is where I left my mark or it may be to the left or the right I've been runnin' all day and they'll catch up tomorrow I've got to find it tonight Then up jumped the devil and ran away laughin' he drank all the waterholes dry He moved my mark till I'm running in circles and lost on the desert to die A burnin' hot sun... (Lost on the desert to die) lost on the desert to die (lost on the desert to die) Writer(s): Dallas Frazier, Buddy Mize -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (2) Accidentally On Purpose -------- Accidentally I saw you this morning You were lovely dressed in your wedding gown And they say that you married a stranger to me That had drifted to our old hometown Accidentally you've met him one evening And you say it was love at first sight Accidentally on purpose you've married Accidentally on purpose for spite 'Cause I saw out cheatin' and runnin' around And I was just a fool with a heart of a clown Accidentally you were mistaken that night Accidentally on purpose for spite 'Cause I saw out cheatin' Writer(s): George Jones, Darrell Edwards -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (3) In The Jailhouse Now -------- He's in the jailhouse now He's in the jailhouse now I told him once or twice To quit playin' cards and shootin' dice He's in the jailhouse now Well I had a friend named Ramblin' Bob Who used to steal, gamble and rob He thought he was the smartest guy in town But I found out last Monday That Bob got locked up Sunday They got him in the jailhouse way down town He's in the jailhouse now He's in the jailhouse now I told him once or twice To quit playin' cards and shootin' dice He's in the jailhouse now Well I went out last Tuesday Met a girl named Susie I told her I was the swellest man around Well she started in to spend my money She started in to call me honey We took in every honky tonk in town We're in the jailhouse now We're in the jailhouse now They told us once or twice To quit playin' cards and shootin' dice We're in the jailhouse now Writer(s): Jimmie Rodgers -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (4) Mr. Lonesome -------- I've got no fire inside of me can't be the man I try to be Oh Mr Lonesome hanging round Don't wanna see nobody don't wanna be nobody Oh Mr Lonesome got me down He makes me leave the party when folks are laughin' hearty Happiness is one thing he can't stand Nobody wants or needs me I go just where he leads me Oh Mr Lonesome got my hand And so my whole life over each day is like the other but still if my one wish could be If that old chain that binds me breaks when true love finds me And Mr Lonesome sets me free oh Mr Lonesome got me down Writer(s): Tompall Glaser -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (5) You Won't Have Far To Go -------- I can see now that you've stacked the cards so I leave you with my best regards When you play to feel with nothing left to show look for me you won't have far to go Love's a gamble and I'm a gamblin' man I've done everything to make you understand But the odds are high and luck is running low look for me you won't have far to go You won't have far to go if you want me cause I'm gonna stick close to you And I'm not the kind to say I told you so look for me you won't have far to go You won't have far to go... Writer(s): C. Glaser -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (6) In Them Old Cottonfields Back Home -------- When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in my cradle In them old cottonfields back home When I was a little bitty baby... Now when them cotton bolls get rotten you can't pick very much cotton In them old cottonfields back home It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cottonfields back home When I was a little bitty baby... When I was a little bitty baby... In them old cottonfields back home in them old cottonfields back home Writer(s): Huddie Ledbetter -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (7) Delia's Gone -------- Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life If I hadn't have shot poor Delia I'd have had her for my wife Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone I went up to Memphis And I met Delia there Found her in her parlor And I tied to her chair Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone She was low down and trifling And she was cold and mean Kind of evil make me want to Grab my sub machine Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone First time I shot her I shot her in the side Hard to watch her suffer But with the second shot she died Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone But jailer, oh, jailer Jailer, I can't sleep 'Cause all around my bedside I hear the patter of Delia's feet Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone So if you woman's devilish You can let her run Or you can bring her down and do her Like Delia got done Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone Writer(s): John Cash -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (8) I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know -------- You think you know the smile on her lips the thrill at the touch of her fingertips But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her You think you'll find a heaven of bliss in each caress and each tender kiss But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her You stole her love from me one day you didn't care how you've hurt me But you can never steal away mem'ries of what used to be You think she's yours to have and to hold But someday you'll learn when her love grows cold That I forgot more than you'll ever know about her You stole her love from me... Writer(s): Cecil Allen Null -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (9) You Remembered Me -------- You were young and needed love and I was wild and free But every time you said a prayer you said a prayer for me Why the ring upon your hand we vowed fidelity There were times when I forgot but you remembered me (There were times when I forgot but you remembered me) You remembered only that wedding bells would ring You remembered only to count the days till spring You knew only love and honor but I couldn't see I regret that I forgot cause you remembered me (I regret that I forgot cause you remembered me) I believed that promises were made to break apart But every time I broke a vow I always broke your heart So here's to you God bless you now wherever you may be There were times that I forgot but you remembered me (There were times that I forgot but you remembered me) You remembered only that wedding bells would ring... Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (10) I'm Free From The Chain Gang Now -------- I got rid of the shackles that bound me and the guards that were always around me There were tears on the mail mother wrote me in jail But I'm free from the chain gang now All the years I was known and respected 'til one day I was wrongly suspected I was shackled in chains in a cold freezin' rain but I'm free from the chain gang now All the years I was known by a number how I kept my mind is a wonder But like a bird in a tree I got my liberty and I'm free from the chain gang now I got rid of the shackles that bound me and the guards that were always around me There were tears on the mail mother sent me in jail But I'm free from the chain gang now There were tears on the mail mother wrote me in jail But I'm free from the chain gang now Writer(s): Louis Herscher, Saul Klein -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (11) Let Me Down Easy -------- Let me down easy if you must go why not deceive me it won't hurt me so Truth is so painful tell me a lie let me down easy and I'll get by Let me down easy for old time's sake Is it too much to ask when my heart's gonna break I'm bound to lose you I'm bound to cry oh let me down easy and I'll get by Let me down easy.. Writer(s): Tompall Glaser, Jim Glaser -------- The Sound Of Johnny Cash (1962) -------- -------- (12) Sing It Pretty, Sue -------- So you gave up all between us for a glamorous carear And with all your talent you should be the big star of the year Then you'll be public property so I release my claim to you Go on and give 'em all you've got sing it pretty Sue I can't take just part of you and give the world a half So Smile for all the papers and give 'em autographs Go on to all the cities so your public can see you But I'll watch on television so sing it pretty Sue I hope you'll soon be on the top of every hitparade I'll try to be excited bout the progress that you've made I'll collect your pictures like any fan would do And I'll buy all your records so sing it pretty Sue But I won't ever tell a soul that we have ever met I'll just be one of millions who'll give the praise you get And maybe every year or so I'll drop a card to you To tell you I'm still listening so sing it pretty Sue Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (1) The Legend Of John Henry's Hammer -------- John Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight He said "Before the sheriff comes, I wanna tell you, listen boy" Said, "Learn to ball a jack, learn to lay a track, learn to pick and shovel too" And take my hammer, it'll do anything you tell it to John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies John Henry's pappy broke jail about a dozen times The babies all got sick and when the doctor wanted money He said, "I'll pay you a quarter at a time startin' tomorrow" That's the pay for a steel driver on this line Then the section foreman said, "Hey! Hammer-swinger!" I see you brought your own hammer boy but, what else can all that muscles do? And he said "I can turn a jack, I can lay a track, I can pick and shovel too" Can you swing a hammer, boy? "Yes sir, I'll do anything you hire me to" Now ain't you something, so high and mighty with your muscle Just go ahead boy and pick up that hammer, pick up the hammer He said, get a rusted spike and swing it down three times I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to Go on and do what you say you can do With a steel-nosed hammer on a four foot switch handle John Henry raised it back til' it touched his heels then The spike went through the cross-tie and split it half in two 35 cents a day for drivin' steel Sweat, sweat boy, sweat, you owe me two more swings I was born drivin' steel Well John Henry, hammered in the mountain He'd give a grunt, he'd give a groan every swing The women folks from miles around, heard him and come down To watch him make the coal-steel ring, Lord what a swinger Just listen to the coal-steel ring But the bad boys came up laughin' at John Henry Said, you full of vinegar now but you about through We gonna get a steamdrill to do your share of drivin' Then what's all them muscles gonna do? Huh, John Henry? Gonna take a little bit of vinegar out of you John Henry said, "I feed for little brothers And baby sisters' walkin' on her knees Did the Lord say that machines, ought to take the place of livin'? And what's a substitute for bread and beans? I ain't seen it Do engines get rewarded for their steam? John Henry hid in a coal mine for his dinner nap Had 30 minutes to rest before the bell The mine boys hollered, "Get up whoever you are and get a pickaxe Give me enough coal to start another hell and keep it burnin Mine me enough to start another hell John Henry said to his captain "A man ain't nothing but a man" But if you'll bring that steamdrill round, I'll beat it fair and honest I'll die with my hammer in my hand, but I'll be laughin' 'Cause, you can't replace a steel-drivin' man There was a big crowd of people at the mountain John Henry said to the steam-drill, "How is you? Pardon me, Mister Steamdrill I suppose you didn't hear me, I said how you? Well, can you turn a jack? Can you lay a track? Can you pick and shovel too? Listen, this hammer-swinger's talkin' to you 2000 people hollered, "Go John Henry" Then somebody hollered, "The mountain's cavin' in" John Henry told the captain, tell the kind folks not to worry It ain't nothin' but my hammer suckin' wind, it keeps me breathin' This steel-driver's muscle ain't thin Captain tell the people, move back farther I'm at the finish line and there ain't no drill It's so far behind, that it don't got the brains to quit it When she blows up, she'll scatter cross the hills Lord, Lord When she blows up, she'll scatter cross the hills Well, John Henry had a little woman I believe the lady's name was Paulie Ann, yeah that was his good woman John Henry threw his hammer over his shoulder and went on home He laid down to rest his weary back and early next mornin' he said "Come here Paulie Ann, come here sugar" You know, I believe this is the first time ever was the sun come up And I couldn't come up, take my hammer, Paulie Ann and go to that railroad Swing that hammer like you seen me do it And when you swing it with a lit man, they'll all know They will all know you're John Henry's woman but, but tell 'em that ain't all you can do Tell 'em I can hoist a jack and I can lay a track, I can pick and shovel too Ain't no machine can, that's been proved to you There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house The section hands laid him in the sand Trains go by on the rails, John Henry laid They slow down and take off the hats, the men do When they come to the place where John Henry's laying resting his back Some say, "Mornin' steel-driver, you sure was a hammer-swinger" Then they go on by pickin' up a little speed Clickity clack, clickity clack, clickity clack, clickity clack Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man Lord, Lord Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man Lord Lord Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man Lord, Lord Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Dp, June Carter -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (2) Tell Him I'm Gone -------- You, take this hammer, take it to the capt Hey, take this hammer, take it to the capt Take this hammer, take it to the capt You can tell him I'm gone, tell him I'm gone 'Cause I ain't gonna take no more kicks and whippings No, I ain't gonna take no kicks and whipping I ain't gonna take no more, no more this kicks and his whippings You can tell him I'm gone, gone, gone, you can tell him I'm gone Captain call me a hard headed devil Well, the captain call me a hard headed devil Well, the captain call me, you hard headed devil And that ain't my name that ain't my name Well, the Captain got a big gun, 'bout a ninety-nine caliber Captain got a big gun, 'bout a ninety-nine caliber Well the captain got a big gun, about a ninety-nine caliber He gonna shoot me down if he ever catches me, he gonna shoot me down But you tell him that I went where the great goose goes Tell him that I'm gone where the great goose goes Tell him I'm gone where the great goose goes Tell him I'm gone, tell him I'm gone, just tell him I'm gone Take this hammer, take it to the capt Take this hammer, take it to the capt Take this hammer Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (3) Another Man Done Gone -------- Another man done gone (another man done gone) Another man done gone another man done gone another man done gone Another man done gone (another man done gone Another man done gone another man done gone) He had a long chain on (he had a long chain on He had a long chain on he had a long chain on) They hung him in a tree they hung him in a tree They let his children see they let his children see (When he was hangin' dead) when he was hangin' dead The captain turn his head the captain turn his head He's from the county farm (he's from the county farm He's from the county farm he's from the county farm) I didn't know his name (I didn't know his name I didn't know his name I didn't know his name) Another man done gone another man done gone another man done gone Another man done gone (another man done gone Another man done gone another man done gone) Another man done gone another man done gone another man done gone Writer(s): Alan Lomax, Vera Hall, John A Lomaz, Ruby Pickens Tart -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (4) Busted -------- My bills are all due and the babies need shoes, But I'm Busted Cotton's gone down to a quarter a pound And I'm Busted I got a cow that's gone dry And a hen that won't lay A big stack of bills Getting bigger each day The county's gonna haul my belongings away, But I'm Busted So I called on my brother to ask for a loan 'Cause I was Busted I hate to beg like a dog for a bone, But I'm Busted My brother said, "there's not a thing I can do, My wife and my kids Are all down with the flu And I was just thinkin' about callin' on you, 'Cause I'M Busted." Lord, I ain't no thief, but a man can go wrong, When he's Busted The food that we canned last summer is gone, But I'm Busted Now the fields are all bare And the cotton won't grow Me and my family's gotta pack up and go But I'll make a living, just where, I don't know 'Cause I'm Busted Writer(s): Harlan Howard -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (5) Casey Jones -------- Come all you rounders if you wanna hear The story about a brave engineer Casey Jones was the roller's name On a 6-8-wheeler course he rode to fame Caller called Casey 'bout half past four He kissed his wife at the station door He climbed in the cabin with his orders in his hand Said "this is the trip to the Promised Land" Casey Jones, climbed in the cabin Casey Jones, orders in his hand Casey Jones, leanin' out the window Takin' a trip to the Promised Land Through South Memphis Yards on a fly Rain been a fallin' and the water was high Everybody knew by the engine's moan That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones Well Jones said "Fireman now don't you fret" Sim Webb said "I ain't a givin' up yet" We're eight hours late with the southbound mail We'll be on time or we're leavin' the rails Casey Jones, climbed in the cabin Casey Jones, orders in his hand Casey Jones, leanin' out the window Takin' a trip to the Promised Land Dead on the rail was a passenger train Blood was a boilin' in Casey's brain Casey said "Hey, look out ahead, Sim, jump, Sim, jump, or we'll all be dead!" With a hand on a whistle and a hand on a brake North Mississippi was wide awake IC railroad officials said "He's a good engineer to be a laying dead" Casey Jones, climbed in the cabin Casey Jones, orders in his hand Casey Jones, leanin' out the window Takin' a trip to the Promised Land Headaches and heartaches and all kind of pain Are all a part of the railroad train Sweat and toil, the good and the grand Are part of the life of a railroad man Casey Jones, climbed in the cabin Casey Jones, orders in his hand Casey Jones, leanin' out the window Takin' a trip to the Promised Land Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (6) Nine Pound Hammer -------- Well, this nine pound hammer is a little too heavy For my size, honey for my size I'm goin' on the mountain, gonna see my baby And I ain't comin' back, Lord I ain't comin' back Oh, roll on buddy, don't you roll so slow How can I go when my wheels won't roll Roll on buddy, pull a load o'coal How can I go when my wheels won't roll Well, it's a long way to Harlem, it's a long way to Hazard Just to get a little brew, just to get a little brew Now when I'm long gone you can make my tombstone Out of number nine coal, out of number nine coal Roll on buddy, don't you roll so slow How can I go when my wheels won't roll Oh, roll on buddy, pull a load o'coal How can I go when my wheels won't roll -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (7) Chain Gang -------- I was just a kid roamin' around Travelin' through, a little ol' town A man walked up and said come with me You're broke and son that's vagrancy A carefree lad that love to roam But Lord I wish I'd stayed at home The way it looks I'll probably hang 'Cause there ain't no hope on a chain gang I dig that ditch, I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than to work like a dog on a chain gang The guard stands there with a great big gun I bet he'd love to see me run And I guess, I probably will some day I'd rather be dead than to live this way He's well fed and he's six foot tall And he's a meanest of them all He cracks that whip and he swings that cane That sun must've touched his brain I dig that ditch, I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than to work like a dog on a chain gang I got a gal back home that's sweet and kind But she's been waitin' a long, long time I just told her to forget my name I won't ever live down the shame Lord, deliver me from this hole Before I lose my mind and soul The flesh gets weak and the back gets broke There ain't no 'cause to laugh and joke I dig that ditch, I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than to work like a dog on a chain gang Work like a dog on a chain gang Work like a dog on a chain gang Work like a dog on a chain gang Writer(s): Harlan Howard -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (8) Waiting For A Train -------- All around the water tank, waiting for a train A thousand miles away from home, sleeping in the rain I walked up to a brakeman, just to give him a line of talk He said, "If you've got money, I'll see that you don't walk" "Well, I haven't got a nickel, not a penny can I show" He said, "Get off, you railroad bum" and he slammed the boxcar door Well, he put me off in Texas, a state I dearly love The wide open spaces all around me, the moon and stars above Nobody seems to want me nor to lend me a helping hand I'm on my way from Frisco heading back to Dixie Land My pocketbook is empty, my heart is full of pain I'm a thousand miles away from home, waiting for a train Writer(s): Jimmie Rodgers -------- Blood, Sweat And Tears (1963) -------- -------- (9) Roughneck -------- Born to be a roughneck I'll never amount to nothin' Pullin' case and layin' pipe Is hard labor Well, I was born in a boomer shack 'Bout a half mile from town Papa was a driller on a wildcat crew And my mama never was around I learn to cuss when I was two And fight when I was three And by the time I was five there was no kid alive Could ever get the best of me Born to be a roughneck I'll never amount to nothin' Pullin' case and layin' pipe Is hard labor Well, I started workin' like a regular man When I was just about knee high Skinning the knuckles with my two bare hands But they never heard me cry I remember walkin' down the road And hearin' somebody say He was born to live a rougneck's life And he's never gonna change his ways Born to be a roughneck I'll never amount to nothin' Pullin' case and layin' pipe Is hard labor Born to be a roughneck I'll never amount to nothin' Pullin' case and layin' pipe Is hard labor Writer(s): Sheb Wooley -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (1) The Christmas Spirit -------- Praises sing to Christ the King And peace to men on earth On Christmas Eve I dreamed I traveled all around the earth And in my dream I saw and heard the ways the different people Hail the king whose star shone in the east and what a dream it was In London Town I walked around Piccadilly Circus A mass of people movin' here and there, I wondered where On every face at every place was, "Hurry up, I'm late" But a kind old man at a chestnut stand said, "Merry Christmas mate" And I felt the Christmas spirit In a little town nestled down in Bavaria Germany I walked along to see what the feeling there would be And here again was the busy din, the rushin', the yellin' But some kind boy said, "Frohliche Weihnachten" Not understanding the words but gettin' the buyin' and sellin' I felt the Christmas spirit In Bethlehem I heard a hymn, some distant choir sang And with other tourists I walked along to a Church as its bells rang Then I heard someone tell someone, "There's where Christ was born" I wonder if He looked like our baby looked on that first morn And then I really felt the Christmas spirit From a businessman in the Holy Land at a sidewalk souvenirshop I bought a little Bible since I'd already stopped And it was in Paris France somehow by chance that I took the Bible out As I flipped the pages I saw these words And I knew what it was all about For I read, "Fear not for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy Which shall be to all people For unto you He was born this day in the City of David, a Saviour Which is Christ the Lord" Then I took the little Holy Book, held it close and tight I closed my eyes and visualized the glory of that night So suddenly it came to me for when I awoke on Christmas Day I felt the Christmas spirit down deep inside to stay O little town of Bethlehem how still we see Thee lie Above Thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by Yet in Thy dark streets shineth the everlasting light The hopes and fears of all the years are met in Thee tonight Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (2) I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day -------- I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth goodwill to men I thought how as the day had come The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along unbroken song Of peace on earth goodwill to men And in despair I bowed my head There is no peace on earth I said For hate is strong that mocks the song Of peace on earth goodwill to men Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead nor doubt He sleeps The wrong shall fail the right prevail With peace on earth goodwill to men Till ringin' singin' on its way The world revolve from night to day A voice a chime a chance so blind Of peace on earth goodwill to men Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead nor doubt He sleeps The wrong shall fail the right prevail With peace on earth goodwill to men Writer(s): Ed Rex, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (3) Blue Christmas -------- I'll have a blue blue Christmas I'll have a blue blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue thinking about you Decorations of red, on a green Christmas tree Won't mean a thing if you're not here with me I'll have a blue Christmas, that's certain And when those blue blue heartaches start hurtin' You'll be doing alright with your Christmas of white But I'll have a blue blue Christmas I'll have a blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue thinking about you Decorations of red, on a green Christmas tree Won't mean a thing if you're not here with me I'll have a blue Christmas, that's certain And when those blue heartaches start hurtin' You'll be doing alright with your Christmas of white But I'll have a blue blue Christmas A blue blue Christmas without you Writer(s): Billy Hayes, Jay W. Johnson -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (4) The Gifts They Gave -------- Jesus our King, kind and good Was humbly born in a stable of wood And the lowly beasts around Him stood Jesus our King, kind and good "I", said the donkey, shaggy and brown "I carried His mother up and down I carried His mother to Bethlehem town" "I", said the donkey, shaggy and brown "I", said the ox, "This was my hay I gave Him my manger, 'twas here that He lay I gave Him my manger, 'twas here that He lay" "I", said the ox, "This was my hay" "I" said the sheep with pearly horn "I gave Him my wool for a blanket warm He wore my coat on Christmas morn" "I", said the sheep with pearly horn "I", said the dove, from the rafters high "I sang Him to sleep that He would not cry We sang Him to sleep, my love and I" "I", said the dove, from the rafters high And so every heart, by some good spell In the stable dark, was glad to tell Of the gift that he gave to Emmanuel Of the gift that he gave to Emmanuel Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (5) Here Was A Man -------- (Joy to the world, the Lord is come) Here was a man, a man Who was born in a small village The son of a peasant woman He grew up in another small village Until he reached the age of thirty He worked as a carpenter Then for three years He was a traveling minister But he never traveled more Than two hundred miles from Where he was born and Where he did go he usually walked He never held political office He never wrote a book Never bought a home Never had a family He never went to college And he never set foot inside a big city Yes, here was a man Though he never did one on the things Usually associated with greatness He had no credentials but himself He had nothing to do with this world Except through the divine purpose That brought him to this world While he was still a young man The tide of popular opinion turned against him Most of his friends ran away One of them denied him One of them betrayed him And turned him over to his enemies Then he went through the mockery of a trial And was nailed to a cross between two thieves And even while he was dying His executioners gambled For the only piece of property That he had in this world And that was his robe his purple robe When he was dead He was taken down from the cross And laid in a borrowed grave Provided by compassionate friends More than nineteen centuries have come and gone And today he's a centerpiece of the human race Our leader in the column to human destiny I think, I'm well within the mark when I say That all of the armies that ever marched All of the navies that ever sailed the seas All of the legislative bodies that ever sat And all of the kings that ever reigned All of them put together have not affected The life of man on this earth So powerfully as that one solitary life Here was a man (Joy to the world, the Lord is come) Writer(s): Tex Ritter, Johnny Bond -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (6) Christmas As I Knew It -------- One day near Christmas when I was just a child Mama called us together and mama tried to smile She said you know the cotton crop hadn't been too good this year There's not a lot of spending money and well at least we're all here I hope you won't expect a lot of Christmas presents Just be thankful that there is plenty to eat That'll make things a little more pleasant And us kids got to thinking how really blessed we were At least we were all healthy and most of all we had her Roy cut down a pine oak tree and we drug it home Jack and me Daddy killed a squirrel and Louise made the bread Reba decorated the tree with popcorn strings before we went to bed Mama and daddy sacrificed because this Christmas was kind of lean After all there was the babies Tom and Joanne And babies need a few things I whittled a whistle for my brother Jack And though we disagreed now and then When I gave Jack that whistle he knew I thought the world of him Mama made the girl's dresses out of flower sacks And when she ironed them down You couldn't tell that they hadn't come from town A sharecropper family across the road didn't have it as good as us They didn't even have a light and it was way past dusk And mama said, "Well I bet they don't even have coal oil Let alone apples and oranges and such" Me and Jack took a jar of coal oil nd some hickernuts we'd found We walked to the sharecropper's porch and set 'em down A poor old ragged lady eased open the door She picked up the coal oil and hickernuts and said "I sure do thank you" and quickly closed the door We started back home me and Jack And about halfway we stopped looked back And in the sharecropper's window at last was a light So for one of the neighbors and for us it was a good Christmas night Christmas came and Christmas went Christmas that year was heaven sent And my daddy put on his rubber boots And paced the floor waiting for the thaw Back home in Dyess Arkansas Writer(s): Jan Howard, June Cash -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (7) Silent Night -------- (Silent night holy night) Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright Round young virgin mother and child holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace Silent night holy night all is dark save the light See the eastern wise men bring gifts and homage to our King Christ the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born Silent night (holy night) all is calm all is bright Poorest dreams from heaven afar heavenly host sing hallelujah (Christ the Savious is born Jesus the Saviour is born) Silent night holy night wonderous dark lend Thy light With the angels let us sing hallelujah hail the King Christ the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born. Writer(s): Traditional -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (8) The Little Drummer Boy -------- Come they told me Our newborn King to see Our finest gifts we bring To lay before the King This is to honor Him When we come Baby Jesus, I am a poor boy too I have no gift to bring That's fit to give a King But may I play for You On my drum The Mother Mary nodded The ox and lamb kept time I played my drum for Him I played my best for Him Then He smiled at me Me and my drum Writer(s): Lorenzo Definti, Henry V Onorati, Harry Simeone, Katherine K. Davis -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (9) Ringing The Bells For Jim -------- The father heard church bells at midnight A wrong time for church bells to chime He went to the tower, found a little girl there Said, "Why ring the bells at this time?" "I'm just ringing the bells for Jim Please father, ringing the bells for Jim I'm sorry, I'm cryin' but my brother Jim's dyin' So, I'm ringing the bells for Jim" Please father, pray for him this Christmas He's sick and he's in so much pain The doctors all say, he'll be gone any day So, I must ring the bells again I'm just ringing the bells for Jim Please father, ringing the bells for Jim I'm sorry, I'm cryin' but my brother Jim's dyin' So, I'm ringing the bells for Jim On the day after Christmas She brought him said, "Father, heed little Jim You see, he got well, when he heard the church bells I was ringing the bells for Jim" "I'm just ringing the bells for Jim Please father, ringing the bells for Jim I'm sorry, I'm cryin' but my brother Jim's dyin' So, I'm ringing the bells for Jim" Writer(s): J. Carter, J. Howard -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (10) We Are The Shepherds -------- So here is the stable and there is the manger The new Saviour sleeps on His first earthly night The wise men brought riches but we brought a candle It's all that we have but it gives a good light We are the shepherds we walked cross the mountains We left our flocks when the new star appeared Oh, the beautiful singin' of heavenly choir We had to come see Him, we had to come here We beg You forgive us for such a small offering But our sheep are out there with wolves in the night We bring You this candle it's all we have with us But with it the new Saviour has His first light We are the shepherds We thank Thee kind Joseph for bidding us enter Please take our gift for the new babe to thine 'Tis only one candle but it is our symbol Of how we believe that His great life will shine We are the shepherds Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (11) Who Kept The Sheep -------- The shepherds afar left their flocks by night Followed the new star by its heavenly light Did the lambs fear the wolves Did they lay down and sleep Who kept the sheep Who kept the sheep Did robbers not steal or did they fear the light That the shepherds had followed night after night Did they not stray Did little lambs weep Who kept the sheep Who kept the sheep Under the new star, the new Saviour lay in his dim manger He lay on the hay The shepherds that came had a vigil to keep But who kept the sheep Who kept the sheep Who kept the sheep Who kept the sheep Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, E.j. Carter -------- The Christmas Spirit (1963) -------- -------- (12) Ballad Of The Harp Weaver -------- Son said my mother when I was knee high You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I There's nothing in the house to make a boy's britches Nor shears to cut a cloth with nor thread to take stitches There's nothing in the house but a leaf end of rye And the harp with a with the woman's head nobody will by and she began to cry That was in the early fall and when came the late fall Son she said the sight of you makes your mother's blood crawl Little skinny shoulder blades stickin' through your clothes And where you get a jacket from God above knows It's lucky for me lad your daddy's in the ground And can't see the way I let his son go around and she made a queer sound That was in the late fall when the winter came I'd not a pair of bridges nor a shirt to my name I couldn't go to school or out of doors to play And all the other little boys passed our way Son said my mother come climb into my lap And I'll chave your little knees while you take a nap And oh but we were silly for half an hour or more Me with my long legs draggin' on the floor I rocked rocked rocked to a mother goose rhyme Oh but we were happy for half an hour's time But there was I a great boy and what would folks say To hear my mother singin' me to sleep all day in such a daft way Men say the winter was bad that year fuel was scarce and food was dear A wind with a wolf's head howled about our door And we burned up the chairs and sat upon the floor All that was left us was a chair we couldn't break And the harp with the woman's head nobody would take for song or pity sake The night before Christmas I cried with the cold I cried myself to sleep like a two year old And in the deep night I felt my mother rise And stare down upon me with love in her eyes I saw my mother sitting on the one good chair A light falling on her face from I couldn't tell where Looking nineteen and not a day older And the harp with the woman's head leaned against her shoulder Her thin fingers moving in the thin tall strings Were weave weave weaving wonderful things Many bright threads from where I couldn't see Were running through the harp strings rapidly And gold threads whistlin' through my mother's hands I saw the web grow and the pattern expand She wove a child's jacket and when it was done She laid it on the floor and wove another one She wove a red cloak so regal to see She's made it for a king's son I said and not for me but I knew it was for me She wove a pair of bridges and quicker than that She wove a pair of boots a little cocked hat She wove a pair of mittens she wove a little blouse She wove all night in the still cold house She sang as she worked and the harp strings spoke But her voice never faltered and the thread never broke But when I awoke there sat my mother With the harp against her shoulder lookin' nineteen and not a day older A smile about her lips and a light about her head And her hands in the harp strings frozen dead And piled up beside her toppling to the skies Were the clothes of a king's son just my size Writer(s): Elinor Remick Warren, E. St. Vincent Millay -------- Bitter Tears: Ballads Of The American Indian (1964) -------- -------- (1) As Long As The Grass Shall Grow -------- As long as the moon shall rise as long as the rivers flow As long as the sun will shine as long as the grass shall grow The Senecas are an Indian tribe of the Iroquios nation Down on the New York Pennsylvania Line you'll find their reservation After the US revolution cornplanter was a chief He told the tribe these men they could trust that was his true belief He went down to Independence Hall and there was a treaty signed That promised peace with the USA and Indian rights combined George Washington gave his signature the Government gave its hand They said that now and forever more that this was Indian land As long as the moon shall rise... On the Seneca reservation there is much sadness now Washington's treaty has been broken and there is no hope no how Across the Allegheny River they're throwing up a dam It will flood the Indian country a proud day for Uncle Sam It has broke the ancient treaty with a politician's grin It will drown the Indians graveyards cornplanter can you swim The earth is mother to the the Senecas they're trampling sacred ground Change the mint green earth to black mud flats as honor hobbles down As long as the moon shall rise... The Iroquios Indians used to rule from Canada way south But no one fears the Indians now and smiles the liar's mouth The Senecas hired an expert to figure another site But the great good army engineers said that he had no right Although he showed them another plan and showed them another way They laughed in his face and said no deal Kinuza dam is here to stay Congress turned the Indians down brushed off the Indians plea So the Senecas have renamed the dam they call it Lake Perfidy As long as the moon shall rise... Washington Adams and Kennedy now hear their pledges ring The treaties are safe we'll keep our word but what is that gurgling It's the back water from Perfidy Lake it's rising all the time Over the homes and over the fields and over the promises fine No boats will sail on Lake Perfidy in winter it will fill In summer it will be a swamp and all the fish will kill But the Government of the USA has corrected George's vow The father of our country must be wrong what's an Indian anyhow As long as the moon shall rise (look up) as long as the rivers flow (are you thirsty) As long as the sun will shine (my brother are you warm) as long as the grass shall grow Writer(s): Peter Lafarge -------- Bitter Tears: Ballads Of The American Indian (1964) -------- -------- (2) Apache Tears -------- Hoof prints and foot prints, deep ruts the wagons made The victor and the loser came by here No head stones, but these bones bring the mascalero death moans See the smooth black nuggets by the thousands lying here Petrified, but justified are these apache tears Dead grass, dry roots, hunger crying in the night Ghost of broken hearts and laws are here And who saw the young squaw, they judged by their whiskey law Tortured till she died of pain and fear Where the soldiers lay her back, are the black apache tears The young men, the old men, the guilty and the innocent Bled red blood and chilled alike with fears The red men, the white men, no fight ever took this land So don't raise the dust when you pass here They're sleeping and in my keeping are these apache tears Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Bitter Tears: Ballads Of The American Indian (1964) -------- -------- (3) Custer -------- Now I will tell you buster that I ain't a fan of Custer And the General he don't ride well anymore To some he was a hero but to me his score was zero And the General he don't ride well anymore Now Custer done his fightin' without too much excitin' And the General he don't ride well anymore General Custer come in pumpin' when the men were out a huntin' But the General he don't ride well anymore With victories he was swimmin' he killed children dogs and women But the General he don't ride well anymore Crazy Horse sent out the call to Sitting Bull and Gall And the General he don't ride well anymore Now Custer split his men well he won't do that again Cause the General he don't ride well anymore Twelve thousand warriors waited they were unanticipated And the General he don't ride well anymore It's not called an Indian victory but a bloody massacre And the General he don't ride well anymore There might have been more enthusin' if us Indians had been losin' But the General he don't ride well anymore General George A.Custer oh his yellow hair had lustre But the General he don't ride well anymore For now the General's silent he got barbered violent And the General he don't ride well anymore Oh the General he don't ride well anymore Writer(s): P. La Farge -------- Bitter Tears: Ballads Of The American Indian (1964) -------- -------- (4) The Talking Leaves -------- Sequoia's winters were sixteen silent tongue spirit clean He walked at his father's side Across the smoking battle ground where red and white men lay all around So many here had died The wind had scattered around snow white leaves upon the ground Not leaves like leaves from trees Sequoia said what can this be what's the strange thing here I see From where come leaves like these Sequoia turned to his father's eyes and he said father you're wise From where come such snow white leaves With such strange marks upon these squares Not even the wise owl could put them there So strange these snow white leaves His father shielding his concern resenting the knowledge Sequoia yearned Crumbled the snow white leaves He said when I explain then it's done these are talking leaves my son The white men's talking leaves The white man takes a berry of black and red And an eagle's feather from the eagle's bed And he makes bird track marks And the marks on the leaves they say carry messages to his brother far away And his brother knows what's in his heart They see these marks and they understand the truth in the heart of the far off man The enemies can't hear them Said Sequoia's father son they weave bad medicine on these talking leaves Leave such things to them Then Sequoia walking lightly followed his father quietly but so amazed was he If the white man talks on leaves why not the Cherokee Vanished from his father's face Sequoia went from place to place But he could not forget Year after year he worked on and on till finally he cut into stone The Cherokee alphabet Sequoia's hair by now was white his eyes began to lose their light But he taught all who would believe That the Indian's thoughts could be written down Just as the white men's there on the ground and he left us these talking leaves Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Bitter Tears: Ballads Of The American Indian (1964) -------- -------- (5) The Ballad Of Ira Hayes -------- Ira Hayes, Ira Hayes [CHORUS:] Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Gather round me people there's a story I would tell About a brave young Indian you should remember well From the land of the Pima Indian A proud and noble band Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land Down the ditches for a thousand years The water grew Ira's peoples' crops 'Till the white man stole the water rights And the sparklin' water stopped Now Ira's folks were hungry And their land grew crops of weeds When war came, Ira volunteered And forgot the white man's greed [CHORUS:] Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill, Two hundred and fifty men But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again And when the fight was over And when Old Glory raised Among the men who held it high Was the Indian, Ira Hayes [CHORUS:] Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Ira returned a hero Celebrated through the land He was wined and speeched and honored; Everybody shook his hand But he was just a Pima Indian No water, no crops, no chance At home nobody cared what Ira'd done And when did the Indians dance [CHORUS:] Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Then Ira started drinkin' hard; Jail was often his home They'd let him raise the flag and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone! He died drunk one mornin' Alone in the land he fought to save Two inches of water in a lonely ditch Was a grave for Ira Hayes [CHORUS:] Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes But his land is just as dry And his ghost is lyin' thirsty In the ditch where Ira died Writer(s): Peter Lafarge -------- Bitter Tears: Ballads Of The American Indian (1964) -------- -------- (6) Drums -------- From the Indian reservation to the governmental school Well they're goin' to educate me to the white men's Golden Rule And I'm learning very quickly for I've learned to be ashamed And I come when they call Billy though I've got an Indian name And there are drums beyond the mountain Indian drums that you can't hear There are drums beyond the mountain and they're getting mighty near And when they think that they'd changed me cut my hair to meet their needs Will they think I'm white or Indian quarter blood or just half breed Let me tell you Mr teacher when you say you'll make me right In five hundred years of fighting not one Indian turned white And there are drums... Well you thought that I knew nothing when you brought me here to school Just another empty Indian just America's first fool But now I can tell you stories that are burnt and dried and old But in the shadow of their telling walks the thunder proud and bold And there are drums... Long Pine and Sequoia Handsome Lake and Sitting Bull There's Magnus Colorado with his sleeves so red and full Crazy Horse the legend those who bit off Custer's soul They are dead yet they are living with the great Geronimo And there are drums... Well you may teach me this land's hist'ry but we taught it to you first We broke your hearts and bent your journeys broken treaties left us cursed Even now you have to cheat us even though you this us tame In our losing we found proudness in your winning you found shame And there are drums... Writer(s): William Edmond Spooner, Michael David Cotten, Marc Anderson Rick, Charles L. Emprere Prince, Roger A. Steen, Vince Welnick, John Waldo Waybill -------- Bitter Tears: Ballads Of The American Indian (1964) -------- -------- (7) White Girl -------- I am stunned and I am broken and my head is in my hand For she who said she love me will not wed an Indian man My Gods who were wild ridden stand quiet by my side For although I loved her she would not be my bride Oh goodbye softly sweet one it was splended while it ran Goodbye my bitter white girl I'll forget you if I can She came up to the pueblo with her bright blonde hair They told me not to love her but I did not care She took me to her parties she carried me around And I was a proud one the tallest man in town For I found great wonder all wrapped in brilliant dreams I held her strong but gentle as kings have held their queens I learned to drink strong whiskey as she took me here and there Until life without my whiskey I could not bear Oh goodbye softly sweet one... Well when she came to leave me she took me by the arm And she said she loved me and would not do me harm But she would not marry not an Indian she said She thanked me for my offer and I wished that I was dead Now I'm back among my people and they are kind to me Although I'm sad with staggers when I drink that tough whiskey For I've been a white girl's pet a captive Indian Shown off and discarded just a drunk who might have been Oh goodbye softly sweet one... Goodbye softly sweet one... Writer(s): Peter Lafarge -------- Bitter Tears: Ballads Of The American Indian (1964) -------- -------- (8) The Vanishing Race -------- Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou Oh wagon trains rollin' along they fade from my visions and in time will be gone I see an eagle in space my people will follow oh oh a vanishing race Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou An Indian brave rolled along one day on a lonely mountain trail And he gazed below with a heart of woe where the prairie schooners sail A vision formed like a mortal storm in the dust of the wagon train A vanishing race appeared in space and he sang his sad refrain Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou Oh wagon trains rollin' along... Oh now great spirits on high please spare them the sorrow you show to my eye oh oh Now my blankets are roll and I ride to the valley of the brave Navajo oh oh Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou And I ride to the valley of the brave Navajo oh oh Oh oh a vanishing Navajo oh the vanishing Navajo Ii Ii ou Ii Ii Ii ou Ii Ii ou Writer(s): Johnny Horton -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (1) Orange Blossom Special -------- Look a-yonder comin' Comin' down that railroad track Hey, look a-yonder comin' Comin' down that railroad track It's the Orange Blossom Special Bringin' my baby back Well, I'm going down to Florida And get some sand in my shoes Or maybe Californy And get some sand in my shoes I'll ride that Orange Blossom Special And lose these New York blues "Say man, when you going back to Florida?" "When am I goin' back to Florida? I don't know, don't reckon I ever will." "Ain't you worried about getting your nourishment in New York?" "Well, I don't care if I do-die-do-die-do-die-do-die." Hey talk about a-ramblin' She's the fastest train on the line Talk about a-travellin' She's the fastest train on the line It's that Orange Blossom Special Rollin' down the seaboard line Writer(s): Ervin Thomas Rouse -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (2) Long Black Veil -------- Ten years ago, on a cold dark night Someone was killed 'neath the town hall light There were few at the scene, but they all agreed That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me The judge said: Son, what is your alibi? If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die I spoke not a word, though it meant my life For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me Oh, the scaffold is high, and eternity's near She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear But late at night, when the north wind blows In a long black veil, she cries over my bones She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me Writer(s): Marijohn Wilkin, Danny Dill -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (3) It Ain't Me Babe -------- Go away from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you want, babe I'm not the one you need You say you're lookin' for someone Who's never weak but always strong To protect you and defend you Whether you are right or wrong Someone to open each and every door But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe Go lightly from the ledge, babe Go lightly on the ground I'm not the one you want, babe I'll only let you down You say you're lookin' for someone Who'll promise never to part Someone to close his eyes for you Someone to close his heart Someone to die for you and more But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe You say you're lookin' for someone To pick you up each time you fall To gather flowers constantly And to come each time you call And will love you for your life And nothin' more But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe Writer(s): Bob Dylan -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (4) The Wall -------- There's a lot of strange men in cell block ten But the strangest of em' all Was a friend of mine who spent his time Starin at the wall... Starin at the wall... In his hand was a note that his gal had wrote Proving crime don't pay Was the very same gal he robbed and stole for Wanting thier wedding day... Wanting thier wedding day... As he looked at the wall So strong and tall I heard him softly curse Nobody at all ever climbed that wall But I'm gonna be the first... I'm gonna be the first... Then the warden walked by and said son don't try I'd hate to see you fall Cause there is no doubt they'll carry you out If you ever touch that wall... If you ever touch that wall... Well a years gone by since he made his try But I can still recall How hard he tried and the way he died But he never made that wall... He never made that wall... Well there's never been a man who shook this camp But I knew a man who tried The newspapers called it a jailbreak plan But I know it was suicide... I know it was suicide... Writer(s): Harlan Howard -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (5) Don't Think Twice, It's All Right -------- It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don't matter, anyhow An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know by now When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on Don't think twice, it's all right It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe That light I never knowed An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay We never did too much talkin' anyway So don't think twice, it's all right It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal Like you never did before It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal I can't hear you any more I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road I once loved a woman, a child I'm told I give her my heart but she wanted my soul But don't think twice, it's all right I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe Where I'm bound, I can't tell But goodbye's too good a word, gal So I'll just say fare thee well I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind You could have done better but I don't mind You just kinda wasted my precious time But don't think twice, it's all right -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (6) You Wild Colorado -------- Oh you wild raging river like my woman's lips you lure me Pied piper of the desert roll on to the sea You're the same at noon or midnight and I follow where you go But you're planning no returning you wild Colorado If I had no love of life I'd become part of your flow But I fear the place you'd take me you wild Colorado Oh you wild raging river from the fountains of the mountains You ripple down the valleys growing wide and swift and deep With what powed you cut your canyons how long ago You're as wayward as my woman you wild Colorado If I had no love of life... -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (7) Mama, You've Been On My Mind -------- When you wake up in the morning baby look inside your mirror I won't be next to you you know I won't be near I'd be curious to know if your reflection is as clear As the one that I've got on my mind mama you been on my mind Well perhaps it's the wind and the dark dark night that's covering The crossroads that I'm at And maybe it's the weather somethin' like that Byt mama you been on my mind mama you been on my mind Well I don't need trouble please don't put me down or get upset I am not pleading I won't say I'll forget And I won't pace a floor bout down and bent but yet Mama you been on my mind mama you been on my mind Even though my mind is hazy and my thoughts are kinda narrow Where you been don't bother me or bring me down with sorrow It don't matter to me where you'll be waking up tomorrow Byt mama you been on my mind mama you been on my mind -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (8) When It's Springtime In Alaska -------- I mushed from Port Barrol through a blizzard of snow Been out prospecting for two years or so Pulled into Fairbanks, the city was a boon So I took a little stroll to the Red Dog Saloon When I walked in the door, the music was clear Prettiest voice I had heard in two years The song she kept singing would make a man's blood run cold When it's springtime in Alaska, it's forty below It was red headed Luie that was singing so sweet I reached down and took the snow packs off of my feet I reached for the gal that was singing the tune We did the Eskimo hop all around the saloon Where the caribou crawl and the grizzly bear hug We did our dance on a Kodiak rug The song she kept singing would make a man's blood run cold When it's springtime in Alaska, it's forty below Well, I was as innocent as I could be I didn't know that Luie was big Ed's wife to be He took out his knife and he gave it a throw When it's springtime in Alaska, I'll be six feet below -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (9) All Of God's Children Ain't Free -------- I'd sing more about moral of this land but all God's children ain't free I'd open up every door I can cause all God's children ain't free I met a beaten broken man he shovels dirt but got no land And he held out his hand to me all God's children ain't free I'd sing along too a silly song but all God's children ain't free I'm gonna sing the blues for the men they done wrong Cause all God's children ain't free Mister how bout the man you condemn to die But taking everything that he's livin' by And reject him from society all God's children ain't free No reject him from society all God's children ain't free I'd be happy walking any street but all God's children ain't free I'd have a smile for all I meet but all God's children ain't free I'd whistle down the road but I wouldn't feel right I'd hear somebody cryin' out at night From a sharecropper shack or penitentiary all God's children ain't free From a sharecropper shack or penitentiary all God's children ain't free Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (10) Danny Boy -------- Back of out 1918 my father Ray Cash was in the army in France. Along about our ... day he was one of the proud men to stand inspection by General John J. Percy. Less than a year later my dad was back on the cotton farm in South West Arkansas. And he knew the way of life didn't change very fast back home. He rode a horse about ten miles every Sunday to see Miss Carrie Rivers. In those days, when everyone in the country either rode a horse or a wagon or walked, you were probably a stranger if you were five miles from home or less, maybe. Sometimes life was pretty tough, so some of the people were tough too. That's why my dad had a Colt .45 stuck in his belt every Sunday. The first thing he always did was to lay his pistol on the mantel of the fireplace at grandpa Rivers'. When my parents got married, my mother Carrie Rivers was sixteen. After that it wasn't long 'til daddy wasn't considered a stranger. So, he made friend with most everybody around. Daddy tells about an Irish immigrant on a rail road where he worked the cotton belt line who never stopped talking about going back to Dublin. One of the first stories I ever remember my dad tell and was one that Irish immigrant told him. And according to that particular source of information there was this boy named Daniel McCinney working in the fields one morning. And across the fields came his sweetheart Rosa Lee. She came crying with tears in her eyes. Later someone put down into a song some of the things that Rosa Lee told Daniel. She said, "Daniel, there's a bloody war outraging and I've come to tell you that they wanted you to fight. Go fight for Ireland and come back to me, Daniel. I'll be waiting." Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses fallen. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow. Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow. I'll be here in sunshine or in shadows. I'll be here, oh, Danny boy, I'll miss you so. But if you fall as all the flowers are falling, And if you're dead, as dead you well may be, I'll come and find the place where you're lying, And kneel and say an "Ave" there for thee. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow. Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow. I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow. oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, I love you so. Writer(s): Dp, Fred E. Weatherly, Chris Hazell -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (11) Wildwood Flower -------- Oh I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair And the myrtles so bright with the emerald dew The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue I will dance I will sing and my laugh shall be gay I will charm every heart in her crown I will sway When I woke from my dreaming my idols were clay All portions of love had all blown away Oh she taught me to love her and promised to love And to cherish me over all others above How my heart is now wondering no misery can tell She left me no warning no words of farewell Yes she taught me to love her and call me her flower That was blooming to cheer her through life's dreary hour Oh I long to see her and regret the dark hour She's gone and neglected her pale wildwood flower Writer(s): A.p. Carter -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (12) Amen -------- (Amen amen amen amen amen) Little baby (amen) in the manger (amen) king Jesus (amen amen amen) At the temple (amen) there they found him (amen) Teachin' the elders (amen amen amen amen) Poor Lazerus (amen) didn't bear it (amen) up a walkin' (amen amen amen) Yeah amen amen amen amen amen amen Lord Jesus (amen) up in heaven (amen) who'll be returnin' (amen amen amen) Amen amen amen amen amen amen Shout it children (amen) let me hear you (amen) hallelujah (amen amen amen) Sing it children (amen) sing amen (amen) amen one more time amen amen amen Writer(s): Arthur Jenkins, Margaret Nash -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (13) Engine 143 -------- Along came the F15 the swiftest on the line Running o'er the C&O road just twenty minutes behind Running into Cevile head porters on the line Receiving their strict orders from a station just behind Georgie's mother came to him with a bucket on her arm Saying my darling son be careful how you run Many a man has lost his life by trying to make lost time And if you run your engine right you'll get there just on time Up the road she darted against the rocks she crushed Upside down the engine turned and Georgie's breast did smash His head was against the firebox door the flames were rolling high I'm glad I was born to be an engineer on the C&O road to die The doctor said to Georgie my darling son be still Your life may yet be saved if it is God's blessed will Oh no said George that will not do I want to die so free I want to die for the engine I love one hundred and forty three The doctor said to Georgie your life cannot be saved Murdered upon a railroad and laid in a lonesome grave His face was covered up with blood his eyes you could not see And the very last words that Georgie said was nearer my God to thee -------- Orange Blossom Special (1965) -------- -------- (14) (I'm Proud) The Baby Is Mine -------- Now don't laugh at the condition the lady's in She soon could wear a cocktail dress again But we get along without cocktails, mighty fine This will be our first and I'm proud the baby is mine Yes, I married her although I knew the kind of life she used to live And 'cause I knew she loved me too, it was easy to forgive And if you just mind your own business we'd be fine Don't ever doubt I'm proud the baby is mine She's awkward, yeah, but have you seen her face Where there once was shame there's a sparkle in it's place And her conscience is clear that's why her eyes shine Mister don't ever doubt I'm proud the baby is mine I married her although I knew the kind of life she used to live And 'cause I knew she loved me too, it was easy to forgive If you'd mind your own business we'd make it fine Tell all her old friends I'm proud the baby is mine Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (1) Hiawatha's Vision -------- On the shores of Gitchgoomy by the shining big sea water Hiawatha old and greyin' listened to the older prophet listened to lagu And the young men and the women from the land of Ojibways From the land of the Dakotas from the woodlands and the prairies Stood and listened to the prophet heard lagu tell Hiawatha I have seen he said a water bigger that the big sea water Broader than the Gitchgoomy bitter so that none cold drink it Salty so that none would use it Hiawatha then spoke to them stopped all their jeering and their jesting And he spoke to all the people It's true what lagu tells you for I have seen it in a vision I have also seen the water to the East to the land of morning And upon this great water came a strange canoe with pinions Bigger than a grove of pine trees taller than the tallest tree tops And upon this great canoe were sails to carry it swiftly And it carried many people strange and foreign were these people And white were all their faces and with hair their chins were covered Then said Hiawatha I beheld a darker vision Many hundreds came behind them pushed their way across our prairies In our woodlands rang their axes in our valleys smoked their cities Our people were all scattered all forgetful of our councils Left their homelands going westward wild and woeful And the man with bearded faces the men with skin so fair With their barking sticks of thunder drove the remnants of our people Farther westward westward westward then wild wild and wilder Grew the West that once was ours -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (2) The Road To Kaintuck -------- We're goin' west to Kaintuck down the road to Moccasin Gap Down the wilderness road The Dug Road the old Reedy Creek Road The Road down Troublesome Road through Moccasin Gap There was a time when goin' way out west meant goin' to Kaintuck The dark and bloody ground as Indians called it Indians wars were ragin' and men like Daniel Boone and Michael Stoner Came down the wilderness road like countless families did Through a place in south West Virginia called Big Moccasin Gap It's a hot day in '73 and this is my wife and my kids with me Daniel Boone lost his boy the other day young Jim Boone is dead twenty miles away The wagons turn and went back home even Daniel couldn't make it alone I guess prob'ly Daniel could but he stopped awhile in castle wood (If you love your wife and love your baby man Turn your wagons back as soon as you can Ev'ry Injun in these hills has gone berserk you never gonna make it to Kaintuck) Ah I bet I'm gonna make it to Kaintuck We're goin' west to Kaintuck down the road to Moccasin Gap Down the wilderness road The Dug Road the old Reedy Creek Road The Road down Troublesome Road through Moccasin Gap The Dug Road the old Reedy Creek Road The Road down Troublesome Road through Moccasin Gap Writer(s): June Carter -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (3) The Shifting Whispering Sands, Part I -------- I discovered the Valley of the Shifting, Whispering Sands While prospecting in a western state I saw the silent windmills, the crumbling water tanks The bones of the cattle picked clean by buzzards Bleached by the desert sun I stumbled over a crumbling buck board Nearly covered by the sand And stopping to rest I heard a tinkling, whispering sound And suddenly realized that even though the wind was quiet The sand did not lie still I seemed to be surrounded be a mystery So heavy and apperceive I could scarcely breath For weeks I wondered aimlessly in the valley Seeking answers to the many questions that raced through my mind Where was everyone? Why the white bones? The dry wells? The barren valley where people must have lived and died I sat down and buried my face in my hands And resting I learned the secret of the Shifting, Whispering Sands How I managed to escape from the valley I don't know But now to pay my debt for being saved I must tell you what I learned out on the desert So many years ago When the day is oddly quiet And the breeze seems not to blow One would think the sun is resting But you'll find this is not so It is whispering softly whispering As it slowly moves along And for those who stop and listen It will sing this mournful song Of sidewinders and the horn toads On the thorny chaparral In the sunny days and moonlight lights The lonely coyotes yell How the stars seem they can touch you As you lay and gaze on high At the heavens where your hoping You'll be going when you die -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (4) The Ballad Of Boot Hill -------- Here lies Lester Moore Four slugs from a 44 No Les no more Out in Arizona just south of Tucson Where tumbleweeds tumble in search of a home There's a town they call Tombstone where the brave never cry They live by a sixgun by a sixgun they die It's been a long time now since the town was a boom The jailhouse is empty so's the Palace Saloon Just one look will tell you that this town was real A secluded old dirt road leads up to Boot Hill Walk up to the fence there and look at the view That's where they were hanging eighteen eighty two It's easy to see where the brave men have died Rope marks on the oak tree are now petrified At night when the moon shines so far away It gets mighty lonesome lookin' down on their graves There lies Billy Clanton never wanted to kill But he's there with the guilty way up on Boot Hill (Boot Hill) Writer(s): Carl Perkins -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (5) I Ride An Old Paint -------- I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hoolihan They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go Old Bill Jones had a daughter and a son One went to college, the other went wrong His wife, she got killed in a poolroom fight But still he's a-singin' from mornin' till night Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go When I die, take my saddle from the wall Place it on my old pony, lead him out of his stall Tie my bones to my saddle and turn our faces to the West And we'll ride the prairie we love the best Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hoolihan They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw Their tails are all matted, and their backs are all raw Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (6) Hardin Wouldn't Run -------- I know a man whose plow handle hand is quicker than a light Wes Hardin is his name they say he travels in the night For he might have to kill or walk around a fight And if you ever saw Wes Hardin draw you know he can skin his gun He won't say how many tried and died Up against the top hand up against the wrong man cause Hardin' wouldn't run He rode in like a Texas wind took the eastbound train Goin' goin' with Jane Bowen till the law men caught up So long Janie chin up I'll be back again Off he went to Huntsville Prison so long Janie he cried Fifteen years she waited till her heart broke and she died And she left that bad land to wait up in the sky Free at last the payin' past for all the wrong he did First free air they let him breathe since he was a kid So let him come and let him go and let him deal and bid Near the border in El Paso Lawyer reads the sign You won't find him there for business every day at nine For business is real bad one client's all he's had in quite a long long time Then sheriff Selman's boy broke in to Wes's woman's place Up she jumped and pistol whipped him kicked him in the face And John Selman demands revenge for this disgrace You could see every night by candlelight in Hardin's favorite bar She'd be hanging on his arm and very late they'd leave there Headed for the Goose Hair glad it wasn't far Right through the swinging doors John Selman came with a blazin' gun Wes Hardin chug-a-luggin' red eye got him in the back of the head John Wesley Hardin fell dead cos Hardin wouldn't run Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (7) Mr. Garfield -------- Mr. Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr. Garfield been shot down low Me and my brother was down close to the depot when I heard the report of a pistol My brother run out and come back in all excited And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said Mr. Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr. Garfield been shot down low Lord I knew the President was supposed to be at the depot that day And we just would't believe that he's shot But we'd run over there and there was so many folks around That we couldn't see him but some lady was standin' there cryin' And I said m'am what was it that happened m'am and she said Mr. Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr. Garfield been shot down low Well everybody drifted off toward home finally And they looked like they felt about as bad as I did But in a few weeks I heard that the President was still alive And I told my brother I said let's get on that train and go to where he's laid up hurt Well when we got to his big house up there I asked the fellow I said who was it that did it who was it that shoot the President And he said it was Charlie Guiteau that shoot Mr. Garfield and I said Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man good man Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man low I heard some fellow there that had been in the house to see the President And I sidled up him to listen to what he was tellin' and he said Mrs Lucretia Garfield was always at his side In the heat of the day fannin' him when he was hot He said that just that day the President said to Mrs Lucretia He said Crete honey (he called her Crete) Said if somethin' worse happens to me after awhile you get yourself a good man And Mrs Lucretia said James (she called him James) She said I won't hear to that now she said I love you too much but he said You'll make some good man a good wife good wife You'll make some man a good good good wife (Don't pull in single harness all your life good gal Don't pull in single harness all your life) That's what he said don't pull in single harness all your life Well a few days later I come back to where the President was restin' And it seems everybody was cryin' The flag was hangin' halfway up to the flagpole in front of the house And everybody looked so sad and I asked a soldier boy there And I said is is is Mr. Garfield and he said yeah he's gone Gonna lay him in that cold lonesome ground down low Gonna lay him in that cold lonesome ground Well they laid the President by that long cold branch Mr. Garfield's been laid down low Mr. Garfield has been shot dow Mr. Garfield's been shot (Mr. Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr. Garfield been shot down low) -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (8) Streets Of Laredo -------- As I walked out on the streets of Laredo, As I walked out on Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen, All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay. "Beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly. Play the dead march as you carry me along. Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me, For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong." "Then go write a letter and send it to my grey-haired mother. And please send the same to my sister so dear. But please not one word of all this would you mention When others should ask for my story to hear." "There is another more dear than a sister. She'll bitterly weep when she hears that I'm gone. And if some other man ever wins her affection, Don't mention my name, and my name will pass on." "Just beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly. Play the dead march as you carry me along. Take me to green valley, lay the sod o'er me, For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong." "Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin. Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song. Put bunches of roses all over my coffin. Roses to deaden the clods when they fall." We beat the drum slowly, played the fife lowly. We bitterly wept as we bore him alone. Down in the green valley, we lay the sod o'er him, Just a young cowboy who surely gone wrong. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (9) Johnny Reb -------- You fought all the way Johnny Reb Johnny Reb You fought all the way Johnny Reb Saw you a marchin' with Robert E Lee You held your head high tryin' to win the victory You fought for your folks but you didn't die in vain Even though you lost they speak highly of your name Cause you fought all the way Johnny Reb Johnny Reb You fought all the way Johnny Reb I heard your teeth chatter from the cold outside Saw the bullets open up the wounds in your side I saw the young boys as they began to fall You had tears in your eyes cause you couldn't help at all But you fought all the way Johnny Reb Johnny Reb You fought all the way Johnny Reb I saw General Lee raise a sabre in his hand Heard the cannons roar as you made your last stand You marched into battle with the Grey and the Red When the cannon smoke cleared it took days to count the dead Cause you fought all the way Johnny Reb Johnny Reb You fought all the way Johnny Reb When Honest Abe heard the news about your fall The folks thought he'd call a great victory ball But he asked the band to play the song Dixie For you Johnny Reb and all that you believed Cause you fought all the way Johnny Reb Johnny Reb You fought all the way Johnny Reb (Yeah) You fought all the way Johnny Reb Johnny Reb You fought all the way Johnny Reb You foughtall the way Johnny Reb Johnny Reb (Yeah) You fought all the way Johnny Reb Writer(s): Merle Kilgore -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (10) A Letter From Home -------- A cowpoke rode in one hot dusty day to a store down in old San Antone He stood at the window and I heard him say do I have a letter from home The postmaster looked through the mail that had come Then smilingly shook his grey head The cowboke looked sadly a moment at him and these are the words that he said No letter from home no letter from home there's never a letter from home (No message from mother and none from the other) there's never a letter from home That night he was shot on the wrong side of town no more of those plains will he roam I reached for my Bible and gave it to him and said son here's your letter from home If only I had just a little more time to read it the young cowpoke said I can't take it with me and I must go on then he died with his letter unread The letter from home the letter from home no time for the letter from home (The cowboy laid dead with his letter unread) too late for the letter from home -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (11) Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie -------- Lord, I've never lived where churches grow I loved creation better As it stood That day you finished it so long ago And looked upon your work and Called it good I know that others find you in the light That sifted down through Tinted window panes And yet I seem to feel you near tonight In this dim, quiet Starlight on the plains I thank you, Lord, that I'm placed so well That you've Made my freedom so complete That I'm no slave to whistle, clock or bell Nor weak Eyed prisoner of Waller Street Just let me live my life as I've begun And give Me work that's open to the sky Make me a partner of the wind and sun And I won't Ask a life that's soft or high Let me be easy on the man that's down Let me be Square and generous with all I'm careless sometimes, Lord, when I'm in town But Never let them say I'm mean or small Make me as big and open as the plains And Honest as the horse between my knees Clean as a wind that blows behind the rains Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I Forget You know about the reasons that are hid You understand the things that Gall or fret Well, you knew me better than my mother did Just keep an eye on all That's done or said And right me Sometimes when I turn aside And guide me on that long, dim trail ahead That stretched upward toward the great divide Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie These words came low and mournfully From the pallid lips of a youth who lay On his dying bed at the close of day Oh, bury me not and his voice failed there But we took no heed to his dying prayer In a shallow grave just six by three We buried him there on the lone Prairie. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (12) Mean As Hell -------- The devil in hell we're told was chained a thousand years he there remained He neither complain nor did he groan but was determined to start a hell of his own Where he could torment the souls of men without being chained in a prison pen So he asked the Lord if he had on hand anything left when he made this land The Lord said yes there's a plenty of hand but if I left it down by the Rio Grande The fact is ol' boy the stuff is so poor I don't think you could use it as the hell anymore But the devil went down to look at the truck And said if he took it as a gift he was stuck For after lookin' that over carefully and well he said this place is too dry for hell But in order to get it off his hand the Lord promised the devil to water the land So trade was closed and deed was given and the Lord went back to his home in heaven And the devil said now I got all what's needed to make it good hell and he succeeded He began by putting thorns all over the trees He mixed up the sand with millions of fleas He scattered tarantulas along the road put thorns on cactus and horns on toad Lengthened the horns of the Texas steer put an addition to the rabbits ear Put a little devil in the bronco steed and poisoned the feet of the centipede The rattlesnake bites you the scorpion stings The mosquito delights you with his buzzing wings The sunburst are there and so the ants And if you sit down you'll need have soles on your pants The wild boar rooms on a black chaparral it's a hell of a place that he has for hell The heat in the summers are hundred and ten too hot for the devil too hot for men The red pepper grows upon the banks of the brook The Mexican use it in all that he cook Just dine it with one of 'em and you're bound to shout I've hell on the inside as well as it out My hands are calloused July to July I use a Big Dipper to navigate by Fight off the wolves to drink from my well so I have to be mean as hell A sheep herder came and put up the fence I saw him one day but I ain't seen him since But if you're needin' mutton we've got mutton to sell We're cowpunchers and we're mean as hell Neither me nor my pony's got a pedigree but he takes me where I'm wantin' to be I'll ride him to death and when he is fell I'll get me another one mean as hell I shot me a calf and I cut off her head Cause the boys in the bunkhouse are waitin' to be fed They rise in chime with the five thirty bell And the best one of any of 'em is mean as hell -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (13) Sam Hall -------- Alright, everyone out there can kiss my... ha, ha, ha Well, my name it is Sam Hall, it is Sam Hall. Yes, my name it is Sam Hall; it is Sam Hall. My name it is Sam Hall And I hate you, one and all. Yeah, I hate you, one and all: 'Til I blame your eyes. I killed a man, they said; so they said. Killed a man, they said; so they said. Killed a man, they said And I smashed in his head. And I left him layin' dead, Well, darn his head. A-swingin' I must go; I must go. A-swingin' I must go; I must go. Swingin' I must go While you critters down below Yell up, "Sam, I told you so." Well, blast your head! I saw Molly in the crowd; in the crowd. I seen Molly in the crowd; in the crowd. There was Molly in the crowd And I hollered right out loud, "Hey there, Molly, ain't you proud? Well, damn your eyes." My name it is Sam Hall, it is Sam Hall. Yeah, my name it is Sam Hall; it is Sam Hall. Yeah, my name it is Sam Hall And I hate you, one and all. And I hate you, one and all: Darn your head Then the Sheriff, he come to; he come to. Yeah, the Sheriff, he come to; he come to. Oh, The Sheriff, he come to He said, "well, how are you?" And I said, "Well, Sheriff, how are _you_? Darn your head." Call my name it is Sam Hall, it is Sam Hall. My name it is Sam Hall; it is Sam Hall. Yeah, my name it is Sam Hall And I hate you, one and all. And I hate you, one and all: Blast your eyes My name is Samuel, Samuel, Samuel. My name is Samuel, Samuel. Yeah, my name is Samuel, And I'll see you all in well. My name is Samuel, Blast your eyes My name is Samuel Hall Blast your eyes Blame your head Darn your eyes Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (14) 25 Minutes To Go -------- Well they're building a gallows outside my cell I've got 25 minutes to go And the whole town's waitin' just to hear me yell I've got 24 minutes to go Well they gave me some beans for my last meal I've got 23 minutes to go But nobody asked me how I feel I've got 22 minutes to go Well I sent for the governor and the whole dern bunch With 21 minutes to go And I sent for the mayor but he's out to lunch I've got 20 more minutes to go Then the sheriff said boy I gonna watch you die Got 19 minutes to go So I laughed in his face and I spit in his eye Got 18 minutes to go Now hear comes the preacher for to save my soul With 13 minutes to go And he's talking bout' burnin' but I'm so cold I've got 12 more minutes to go Now they're testin' the trap and it chills my spine With 11 more minutes to go And the trap and the rope aw they work just fine Got 10 more minutes to go Well I'm waitin' on the pardon that'll set me free With 9 more minutes to go But this is for real so forget about me Got 8 more minutes to go With my feet on the trap and my head on the noose Got 5 more minutes to go Won't somebody come and cut me loose Got 4 more minutes to go I can see the mountains I can see the skies With 3 more minutes to go And it's to dern pretty for a man that don't wanna die I've got 2 more minutes to go I can see the buzzards I can hear the crows 1 more minute to go And now I'm swingin' and here I go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o! -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (15) The Blizzard -------- There's a blizzard comin' on and I'm wishin' I was home For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand Lord my hands feel like their froze and there's a numb that's in my toes But it's only seven miles to Maryanne It's only seven miles to MaryAnne You can bet we're on her mind for it's nearly suppertime And I know that there's hot biscuits in the pan Listen to that norther sigh if we don't get home we'll die But it's only five more miles to Maryanne It's only five more miles to MaryAnne That wind's howlin' and it seems mighty like a women's scream And we'd best be movin' faster, if we can Dan, just think about that barn with that hay so soft and warm It's only three more miles to Maryanne It's only three more miles to MaryAnne Come on Dan get up, you honory cuss or you'll be the death of us I'm so weary but I'll help you, if I can All right, Dan, perhaps it's best we'll just stop a while and rest For it's still another mile to Maryanne It's still another mile to MaryAnne Late that night the storm was gone and they found him there at dawn He'd made it but he couln't leave ol' Dan Yes, they found him on the plains his hands frozen to the reigns He was just a hundred yards from Maryanne He was just a hundred yards from MaryAnne. -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (16) Sweet Betsy From Pike -------- (Didli ai di ai didl didli ai di ai dei) Oh, do you remember sweet Betsy from Pike She crossed the big mountains with her lover Ike With two yoke of oxen and a big yellow dog And a tall Shanghai rooster and one spottled hog. Didli ai di ai didl didli ai di ai dei They soon reached the desert where Betsy gave out And down in the sand she lay rolling about While Ike in great tears looked on in surprise Saying Betsy get up you'll get sand in your eyes. Didli ai di ai didl didli ai di ai dei Betsy got up in the great deal of pain She said she'd go back to Pike County again But I gave a sigh then he fondly embraced And he traveled along with his arm round her waist. (How can sweet Betsy went out to the dance And Ike poor a fellow he's down at his pance) Betsy was dressed up in ribbons and rings Said Iken you're an angel but where are your wings. Didli ai di ai didl didli ai di ai dei Well, the miner said Betsy will you dance with me She answere I will if you want make two free I can't dance too hard do you want to know why Because I'm so full of that strong out cooli. Ike and sweet Betsy got married of course But Ike was so jealous he gotta divorce And Betsy well satidfied said with a shout Goodbye forever I'm glad you've backed out. Didli ai di ai didl didli ai di ai dei... -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (17) Green Grow The Lilacs -------- Green grow the lilacs all sparkling with dew Green grow the lilacs when winter is thru Each time I see lilacs my heart breaks in two Cause springtime is here and its here without you As sure as the bluebirds that fly up above Springtime is sad without someone to love Yes springtime is sad and it troubles my mind In a world full of women, not one girl is mine Green grow the lilacs all sparkling with dew Green grow the lilacs when winter is thru Each time I see lilacs my heart breaks in two Cause springtime is here and its here without you They say that its best to forget what we had Then it is to remember and always be said But still I keep wondering each now and then If ever Ill see you and kiss you again Green grow the lilacs all sparkling with dew Green grow the lilacs when winter is thru Each time I see lilacs my heart breaks in two Cause springtime is here and its here without you -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (18) Stampede -------- We made camp along Red River Watched the cattle as they bedded down Back at the wagons, right after supper We spread our bedrolls on the ground And me and Willie, we took the night guard And the sage never smelled so sweet The prairie moon, was blazin' silver No chance tonight for a stampede Way over yonder, off in the distance Towards the mountains there in the west Did I see lightnin', did I hear thunder My mind is weary, I could use some rest Then all at once, the wind shifts directions The clouds roll in behind the tumbleweeds These longhorn cattle, are gettin' restless God help us all, if they stampede Smell the rain, hear the thunder The midnight sky, turns black as death The lightnin' crashes, smell the sulphur It's rank and strong, it's Satan's breath The cattle rise up, and go to runnin' I spur my pony on and take the lead And across the herd, I can hear Willie yellin' Hey Stampede! Dust clouds rise, as the rain falls They mix together, turn the air to mud I feel the longhorns brush against me And I can feel the demons racin' through my blood Then all at once, my pony stumbles We hit the ground, I rise up to my knees In a flash of light, I can see the cattle comin' Lord I know I'm gonna die in this stampede Then I awake, and I look around me I'm in my bedroll and I'm layin' on the ground Over there's the wagon, and there's the campfire I was only dreamin', but what's that sound? Then I feel the earth tremble underneath me As the midnight sky begins to bleed And from the blackness I can hear Willie yellin' Hey Stampede -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (19) The Shifting Whispering Sands, Part II -------- Listen to the angel's story of the Shifting, Whispering Sands Yes they always whisper to me Of the days of long ago When the settler and the miner Fought the crafty Navajo How the cattle roamed the valley Happy people worked the land Now everything is covered By The Shifting, Whispering Sands A miner left his buck board Went to work his claim that day And the burrows broke their halters When they thought he'd gone to stay How they found that ancient miner Lying dead upon the sands And for months they could but wonder Did he die by human hands? So they dug his grave and laid him On his back and crossed his hands And his secret still is covered By the Shifting, Whispering Sands And his secret is still hidden By the Shifting, Whispering Sands This is what they always whisper to me Out on the quiet desert air Of the people and the cattle And that miner lying there So if you want to learn the secret Wander through this quiet land And I'm sure you'll hear the story Of the Shifting, Whispering Sands And I'm sure you'll hear the story Of the Shifting, Whispering Sands Writer(s): Jack (vivian) Gilbert, Mary Hadler -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (20) Reflections -------- Never in this world before or nevermore hereafter Could a land know such a people as the pioneer the cowboy His clothes his conversation his unique brand of lingo All his devil deeds of daring his hat his bandana the dirty boots and ragged chaps But mainly that sixgun dangling so's his hand could get it quickly But draw your own conclusions lean to your own understandings Your beliefs and your convictions Disprove any fact recorded in these sounds and songs and legends But I ask you if you do be sure you've walked in many mocassins Over many many pathways and that you have listened carefully Really listened to the west wind and to everything it whispers And then go back and listen listen to this once more to these legends and traditions They're only one reflection of a tick of time of that time Just ponder on the things that happened As we gaze so very deeply in the time and place and persons Seeing now and then the West as it really was And to tell you of a little that we saw there And looking backward through a century There was the True West there was the Real True West Not demanding an argument but rather hoping you looked with us And saw it as we saw it And heard that west wind screaming shouting almost speaking Always whispering of these things we sang and spoke of And you'll hear perhaps the things the we said in the stories And the legends and traditions Through the wind that breeze these tales of the ones who never made it Yet fighting heat and mountains plains and valleys snow and hunger They went westward westward westward -------- Sings The Ballads Of The True West (1965) -------- -------- (21) Rodeo Hand -------- He's a rodeo hand a dyin' breed driftin' like a tumble weed Rollin' where the urge tells him to go And all this cowboy really needs is a tank of gas and entry fees To get him to the next big rodeo Now most athletes take alfalfa pills and super B's A cowboy don't need all that motern stuff A cowboy's gotta be lean and mean he trains on caffine and nicotine And them all night drives help to make him tough He's underfed and under paid and too damn hungry to be afraid Some where between the crazy and insane Cowboys ain't afraid pf dyin' shoot he'd even ride a red eyed Lion If you'd show him where to take the rein Now the only coach a cowboy needs is a growlin' gut that says come on let's eat So tonight cowboy you better make a winning ride Bout the only thing that makes him go Is that big gold buckle waitin' down the road And a bad case of too much cowboy pride -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (1) Everybody Loves A Nut -------- Everybody loves a nut the whole world loves a weirdo Brains are in a rut but everybody loves a nut There was a hermit named Fred who kept the dead horse in his cave And everyone said to Fred Fred how come you keep a dead horse in your cave and he said well (Everybody loves a nut the whole world loves a weirdo) Brains are in a rut but everybody loves a nut A columbia man named Frank had a tiger named Hank He tried to put Hank in his tank guess what happened to ol' Frank When they picked up the teets there and eyeballs And erected a tombstone that read (Everybody loves a nut...) Another Columbia fella told queen Isabella I don't think the world is flat and now what do you think about that And she said you don't and he said no ma'm And she said he'd get out of my queendom and he said yes ma'm (Everybody loves a nut...) Everybody loves a nut...) -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (2) The One On The Right Is On The Left -------- There once was a musical troupe A pickin' singin' folk group They sang the mountain ballads And the folk songs of our land They were long on musical ability Folks thought they would go far But political incompatibility led to their downfall Well, the one on the right was on the left And the one in the middle was on the right And the one on the left was in the middle And the guy in the rear was a Methodist This musical aggregation toured the entire nation Singing the traditional ballads And the folk songs of our land They performed with great virtuosity And soon they were the rage But political animosity prevailed upon the stage Well, the one on the right was on the left And the one in the middle was on the right And the one on the left was in the middle And the guy in the rear burned his driver's license Well the curtain had ascended A hush fell on the crowd As thousands there were gathered to hear The folk songs of our land But they took their politics seriously And that night at the concert hall As the audience watched deliriously They had a free-for-all Well, the one on the right was on the bottom And the one in the middle was on the top And the one on the left got a broken arm And the guy in the rear, said, "Oh dear" Now this should be a lesson if you plan to start a folk group Don't go mixin' politics with the folk songs of our land Just work on harmony and diction Play your banjo well And if you have political convictions keep them to yourself Now, the one on the left works in a bank And the one in the middle drives a truck The one on the right's an all-night deejay And the guy in the rear got drafted Writer(s): Jack H. Clement -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (3) Cup Of Coffee -------- Man it sure is good to hear you singin' and yodelin' and pickin' again Jack Elliot I been drivin' haulin' load of grain all day long Got about three more hundred miles to go And well I just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend Yeah I just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend Don't you offer me none of that whiskey don't need no wine Gotta get that semi down the line Sure good to see you again Jack been a long time now How's Flo you still married to old Flo ain't you ha ha ha Well just coffee thank you thank you very much Whoa whoa well well it will cool it down a little bit what is it man D'you make it yourself I like to hear you yodel Just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend Sound good on that man that's the best part right there hope we ain't wakin' up Flo Hey Flo old Flo she's a good 'un boy no I didn't mean nothin' I just you know I knew Flo a long time ago we went to school together you know Well I just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend Yeah dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend In don't in the glass you gonna pour it in the glass whoa whoa whoa that's enough Man put ice in and it's gonna run over whoa whoa Man you got it all over the tablecloth makin' that stuff yourself If that's what makes you yodel it's good to me Just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend Dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend Don't give me none of your liquor I don't want no wine Gotta get that semi down the line I gotta haul a load of grain Bout three hundred more miles I gotta get up and get out of here If I can just find my cat my hat get outa here cat darn cat No that's alright I can make it I can make it I can make it alright mama say I can make it leave me alone Whoa stepped right in her flowerbed oh she gonna raise cain tomorrow Where's my truck at cause I thought I had it cross the street Or on this side of the street alright you got an extra room She won't mind okay you sure now put the blanket down around my feet Get me up by six o'clock cause I don't want Flo catch me sleepin' in here Boy she can flat raise your nose ha ha just let my arms hang loose Warm as I can be I wants just to get me up about eight o'clock And I'll have a cup of coffee cause you know Flo too Yeah just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend Jack yodel for me one more time fore I go to sleep I sure like to hear you yodel Jack Elliot -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (4) The Bug That Tried To Crawl Around The World -------- Now you've heard of folks with a lot of ambition But I believe just about the biggest case of ambition I ever saw Was in a bug that I saw crawlin' along the beach one day He was a mighty ambitious bug On the beach one early mornin' as a day was newly dawnin' And the sun again was warmin' all the chill thru'out the land I saw me a bug a walkin' and at first I thought he was quakin' Then I found out he was talkin' while he crawled across the sand He was crawlin' mighty straight at a slow but a steady gait And when I asked him to wait he said oh come on crawl with me But I said where you goin' and he said you'll be knowin' For I'm gonna make a showin' and you'll someday see Well I stood there by the ocean I suddenly had the notion That I start this big promotion so this challenge I enfirled said the bug So I gave my wife a hug and I left my confy rug So I could be the only bug that ever crawled around the world Well he seemed mighty small and it was a long way to crawl And I'm sure he couldn't swim at all so I try to discourage my friend I said you know the world is round and there's mighty lotta ground And there some water to be found before you reach your journey's end And he said now don't you fret there's problems to be met But I'll make it you can bet and this deed will bring glory to my name You know they said man would never fly now he's soarin' in the sky Cause he had the will to try so let me win my fame So he crawled on out of sight as he sought that splendoured height Neither lookin' left nor right but slowly marchin' toward his goal And my knowin' he had started on his journey as we parted Kept me from feelin' too down hearted for he was a mighty ambitious soul Well I've looked everywhere I've been and seen a lotta bugs since then But not one quite like my little friend when I think of him I'm filled with pride Did he make it I don't know he was crawlin' mighty slow and he had a long way to go And all I can tell you folks is that he tried he sure was an ambitious bug -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (5) The Singing Star's Queen -------- Twinkle twinkle little star who's the greatest star what are (Waylon) Now Waylon is a singer a record sellin' star the ladies love him and his band Oh he sings like a bird and he plays a fine guitar But I doubt that he's a home lovin' man You oughta see his woman she's really a queen he buys her the finest of clothes For you talk about beauties like none you ain't seen When Waylon's gone she lets me know When he's gone a singing I'm gone with his queen spreadin' his money around But if you'll look for me and I can't be seen you'll know that Waylon's back in town When Waylon's gone a singing I'm wearin' his suit I smoke his imported cigars I like his woman wear out his boots I chauffeur his limousine cars When he's making money he has to stay gone but if you should hear that he's around Go buy his latest record or go see his show help me keep ol' Waylon out of town When Waylon's out singing I'm gone with his queen... Starkle starkle little twink Waylon's the greatest star I think Bring him to your town join his fan club the journal you get the journal every year A dollar is about all is costs don't you dare miss it come see Waylon -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (6) Austin Prison -------- They had a warrant out for me all over the country And I was trying to beat the raps in Idaho I was breaking into a schoolhouse Sunday morning without warning When I saw the sheriff coming for me slow from down below His steel grey eyes were blazing when he saw me His hand was on his gun when he rode up He said you killed that woman I know you shot her why'd you do it I'm taking you to Austin then I'm gonna lock you up Well he tied me with a plow line the next morning And he had me deep in Texas the next day A crazy screaming lynch mob waited in the streets of Austin But he put me in the jailhouse and he threw the key away A jury found me guilty three months later twelve evil men with murder in their eyes They even took me out and said now show us where you killed her And that wicked judge said now I here by sentence you to die But here I am far away from Austin prison my friend the jailer handed me a file Now all I want between me and there are a lot of friendly people And miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (7) Dirty Old Egg-Suckin' Dog -------- Well he's not very handsome to look at Oh he's shaggy and he eats like a hog And he's always killin' my chickens That dirty old egg-suckin' dog Egg-suckin' dog I'm gonna stomp your head in the ground If you don't stay out of my hen house You dirty old egg-suckin' hound Now if he don't stop eatin' my eggs up Though I'm not a real bad guy I'm gonna get my riffle and send him To that great chicken house in the sky Egg-suckin' dog You're always hangin' around But you'd better stay out of my hen house You dirty old egg-suckin' hound Writer(s): Jack H. Clement -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (8) Take Me Home -------- Well I've been from Boston to LA seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay I seen New York City and Washington Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island And I've worked in three all night service stations and I drove a truck Take me home my heart is heavy and my feet are sore Take me home I don't wanna roam no more Well I slept all night in a water trough Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough Had the mumps and the measles and the seven years itch And I can't count the times that I've had a cold and a sore throat Not to mention all the times that I cut my fingers on a sardine can Take me home my heart is heavy... Well I can just see 'em all now just a gatherin' round Mama's supper table when the sun goes down And my good old pappy when the blessing is said Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas and all that stuff and side meat And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's hot buttered cornbread Take me home my heart is heavy... Take me home my heart is heavy... -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (9) Please Don't Play Red River Valley -------- Well I see you got yourself a brand new harmonica Mail ordered from the Steagal's catalogue Boy I hope you can learn to play it like Lonnie Glossom And while you added you to oughta learn a verse or two Of Red River Valley Oh My Darling Clementine or Salty Dog Oh but please don't play Red River Valley And how about Polly Wolly doodle all day and see You know the only song I ever learned to play on my 2 dollar and 98 cent harmonica That I got from Wayne Raney in Clint Texas C-L-I-N-T Clint Texas was Red River Valley Then she said farewell to my french harp and me Well I see you're doin' pretty good on your new harmonica But don't you think you oughta learn about one more tune you know See you hold it like you's gonna eat a handful of popcorn And sometime you suck in and sometimes you blow But friend now please don't play Red River Valley And how about Polly Wolly doodle all day Like I said the only song I ever learnd On my 2 dollar and 98 cent harmonica that I got from Clint Texas From Wayne Raney in Clint Texas was Red River Valley Oh then she said farewell to my french harp and me Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (10) Boa Constrictor -------- I'm getting swallowed by a Boa Constrictor By a Boa Constrictor by a Boa Constrictor I'm getting swallowed by a Boa Constrictor and I don't like snakes one bit What do you know he's swallowed my toe oh gee he's up to my knee Oh my he's up to my thigh oh yummy he's up to my tummy Oh fiddle he's up to my middle oh glum he's mashing my lungs Now look here snake I don't look good with this long tail on me It's all about I can say snake except give me a break snake My torso's cold and it's startin' to mould Boa Constrictor how much can you hold Oh yes he's up to my chest oh heck he's up to my neck Nearly all in he's up to my chin oh dread he's swallowed my...excuse me -------- Everybody Loves A Nut (1966) -------- -------- (11) Joe Bean -------- Last time we were here at Folsom Prison they were hanging Joe Bean Is Joe still here...Joe Bean? Hang the son of a bitch anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning for killing a man in Arkansas Funny thing about it Joe Bean has never been to Arkansas On top of that, Joe Bean never heard of the man In fact, today is Joe Bean's twentieth birthday See through the prison bars Joe Bean, see where the gallows stand Just twenty short years from the day you were born you died by the hangman's hand. Yes, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning for a shooting that he never did He killed 20 men, by the time he was 10, he was an unruly kid. Yes, they're hanging Joe Bean for the one shooting that Joe Bean never did. Well, Joe - your mother is at the Capitol asking the governor for a stay And it's hard on her 'cause she knows where you were, on that particular day You were working Joe Bean, hard working, robbing the Santa Fe. Well, the telegraph wires are humming Here, the governor's words come through He said, "I can't set you free, it's not up to me, but there's much, Joe Bean, I'll do I'll join your mother in extending Birthday greetings to you Happy Birthday, Joe Bean." Writer(s): Leon Pober, Bud Freeman -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (1) Happiness Is You -------- Way down the mountain I chased a moonbeam On the beach I built sand castles too My moonbeams faded my castles tumbled All of this was meaningless cause happiness is you No more chasing moonbeams or catching falling stars I know now my pot of gold is anywhere you are My heart won't miss you my heart goes with you Loneliness is emptiness but happiness is you I tried to doubt you and live without you Tried to deny but I love you like a do But I realize now and I'll admit it You'll always be a part of me cause happiness is you No more chasing moonbeams or catching falling stars I know now my pot of gold is anywhere you are My heart won't miss you my heart goes with you Loneliness is emptiness but happiness is you Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, June Carter -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (2) Guess Things Happen That Way -------- Well you ask me if I'll forget my baby. I guess I will, someday. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. You ask me if I'll get along. I guess I will, someway. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. God gave me that girl to lean on, then he put me on my own. Heaven help me be a man and have the strength to stand alone. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. You ask me if I'll miss her kisses. I guess I will, everyday. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. You ask me if I'll find another. I don't know. I can't say. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. God gave me that girl to lean on, then he put me on my own. Heaven help me be a man and have the strength to stand alone. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (3) Ancient History -------- Just walk on out the door it's all over Forgiving you is just a waste of time I don't believe that I'll live to regret it Cause you're ancient hist'ry to this heart of mine So many times I've heard the same old story Any fool can learn to read between the lines And this time honey you've burned all your bridges You're ancient hist'ry to this heart of mine I've marked you down as just another lonely page In the book of heartaches that you'll leave behind Cause I've found out I'm better off without you You're ancient hist'ry to this heart of mine I've marked you down as just another lonely page In the book of heartaches that you'll leave behind Cause I've found out I'm better off without you You're ancient hist'ry to this heart of mine -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (4) You Comb Her Hair -------- I know that you're wondering who I dream about And if I've met someone who thrills me so Well I finally met a girl who turns me inside out I'll tell you about her for you ought to know You comb her hair every morning and make sure she dresses just right You comb her hair every morning and put her to bed every night When she's around me sometimes I can hardly speak I stammer and I act just like a fool And just to hold her hand in mine makes me feel weak You know her honey don't you know it's you You comb her hair every morning and make sure she dresses just right You comb her hair every morning and put her to bed every night -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (5) She Came From The Mountains -------- She came from the mountains Rocky Mountains eagle-high She's from where the mountains lean up to the sky Now she's back among the Rockies where mountain thunders cry Now the wind from off the mountains wails a sad goodbye Once in Colorado Springs at the foot of old Pike's Peak I met a Rocky Mountain girl to my soul her heart let speak We went to tell her parents and an old grandmother said If you'll leave these mountains girl you'll wish that you were dead The next day I took her with me to my far-off Iowa home Way out on the flatlands where the mountain winds don't moan Each footstep we took was happy or at least it shoudn't been But I would find her listening for that same lone mountain wind She came from the mountains... Months passed as fast as antelopes until one fatal dismal dawn I walked to see morning sun shine down on where she was gone I'd known that lately she'd been sad women sometimes get that way I hadn't guessed how much was wrong until that fatal day She had left the weeping letter homesick with mountain names She was somewhere in the Rockies and I knew I'd been to blame So now in Colorado Springs I wait near old Pike's Peak Where once I met a mountain girl that mountain girl I seek She came from the mountains... -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (6) For Lovin' Me -------- That's what you get for lovin' me That's what you get for lovin' me Everything you have is gone that you can see That's what you get for lovin' me I ain't the kind to hang around With any new love that I found Movin' is my stock and trade I'm movin' on I won't think of you when I'm gone So don't you shed a tear for me I ain't the love you thought I'd be I've got a hundred more like you So don't be blue I'll have a thousand 'fore I'm through Now there you go you're cryin' again Now there you go you're cryin' again But then someday your poor heart is on the mend I just might pass your way again That's what you get for lovin' me That's what you get for lovin' me Everything you have is gone that you can see That's what you get for lovin' me That's what you get for lovin' me That's what you get for lovin' me Writer(s): John Paul Williams, Brent Anderson -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (7) No One Will Ever Know -------- No one will ever know my heart is breaking Although a million teardorps start to flow I'll cry myself to sleep and wake up smiling I'll love you but no one will ever know I'll tell them we grew tired of each other And that I was glad the day you set me free I'll even make believe I never loved you And no one will ever know the truth but me I'll tell them we grew tired of each other And that I was glad the day you set me free I'll even make believe I never loved you And no one will ever know the truth but me -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (8) Is This My Destiny? -------- Cursed with sorrow pain and woe full of feeling I can't show Hopeless love what else for me is this my destiny At night I toss and wonder why I must live while others die The grave would be escape for me from this my destiny I know God surely made for every man somewhere a maid Someone stole my love from me is this my destiny At night I toss and wonder why... -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (9) A Wound Time Can't Erase -------- Have you found since you turned me down The one that you were searching for Are you glad that you made me sad For you know I vowed to love you ever more What did you have in mind when you broke this heart of mine Are you laughing in my face Darling what can I do when you say we're through You've left a wound time can't erase Tell me now are you satisfied To be foot loose and fancy free Is it power you want for the things that you've done What you've gained I guess I'll never see What did you have in mind when you broke this heart of mine Are you laughing in my face Darling what can I do when you say we're through You've left a wound time can't erase Writer(s): B. Johnson -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (10) Happy To Be With You -------- Happy to be with you happy to be with you Happy to be with you bound to follow you Somewhere someone above sents you to me for me to love Hearts can tremble and shake hearts can shutter and break I give more than I take cause I'm happy to be with you Happy to be with you happy to be with you Good times outweigh the bad count the good ones we've had We have our ups and downs but the good times come around Nickels and pennies are few don't have a fortune for you Love you yes I do and I'm happy to be with you Happy to be with you happy to be with you -------- Happiness Is You (1966) -------- -------- (11) Wabash Cannonball -------- From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore She climbs a flowery mountains o'er the hills and by the shore She's mighty tall and handsome she's known quite well by all She's a regular combination on the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball Well she came down from Birmingham one cold December day As she pulled into the station you could hear all the people say She's from Tennessee she's long and she's tall She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball Here's to daddy Claxton may his name forever stand And always be remembered in the courts throughout the land His earthly race is over and the curtains round him fall We'll carry him home to Dixie on the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball Writer(s): William Kindt -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (1) Long Legged Guitar Pickin' Man -------- Well I'm gonna start out walkin' Just you wait and see Uh-huh guitar picker You ain't leavin' without me Oh you big mouth woman You long legged guitar pickin' man But we can work this out uh huh Yes ma'm I think we can Well I stole the Hope diamond Hopin' I could shut your mouth But how am I gonna wear it If I got to hide it out Well you big mouth woman You long legged guitar pickin' man But we can work this out uh huh Yes ma'm I think we can Well I bought you a first class ticket For a luxury liner cruise I got out in that ocean looked around and there was you Oh you big mouth woman You long legged guitar pickin' man But we can work this out uh huh Yes ma'm I think we can I bought you a big long limousine But I don't want no car I gave my love and everything But you're still what you are You're just a big mouth woman You long legged guitar pickin' man But we can work this out uh huh Yes ma'm I think we can Oh honey I love that big sweet mouth You a long legged guitar pickin' man Ha ha I'm gonna pick it for you Now you a nice guitar pickin' man Writer(s): Marshall Grant -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (2) Shantytown -------- (I live down in Shantytown Where chicken's twenty cents a pound) And if you live on such solid ground Whatcha doin' down in Shantytown Whatcha doin' down in Shantytown Well I'm back on your side of the tracks Have come back for me to take you back Back to your high society To your cocktails and your teas I'll look up but don't look down Cause we got pride in Shantytown (I live down in Shantytown Where chicken's twenty cents a pound) And if you live on such solid ground Whatcha doin' down in Shantytown Whatcha doin' down in Shantytown Behind the walls of your shackled heart beats pure While the rich have a love to endure Well is the gold in your crown turning black Is there something here in Shantytown that keeps you coming back I live down in Shantytown Where chicken's twenty cents a pound And if you live on such solid ground Whatcha doin' down in Shantytown Whatcha doin' down in Shantytown Writer(s): Desmond Dekker -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (3) It Ain't Me Babe -------- Go away from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you want, babe I'm not the one you need You say you're lookin' for someone Who's never weak but always strong To protect you and defend you Whether you are right or wrong Someone to open each and every door But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe Go lightly from the ledge, babe Go lightly on the ground I'm not the one you want, babe I'll only let you down You say you're lookin' for someone Who'll promise never to part Someone to close his eyes for you Someone to close his heart Someone to die for you and more But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe You say you're lookin' for someone To pick you up each time you fall To gather flowers constantly And to come each time you call And will love you for your life And nothin' more But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe Writer(s): Bob Dylan -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (4) Fast Boat To Sydney -------- Oh I am a cheat and I'm a liar Oh but you're a lovin' ball of fire I'll leave you like a bum without a penny And while I'm home with the blues I'll be hopin' like a kangaroo When I get off of that fast boat to Sydney I said listen to me babe I gave up the lovin' trade I'm tired of all this runnin' jumpin' playin' But you're like it down under The world with the Australian girls And there's not a word of truth in what you're sayin' Oh I am a cheat and I'm a liar Oh but you're a lovin' ball of fire I'll leave you like a bum without a penny And while I'm home with the blues I'll be hopin' like a kangaroo When I get off of that fast boat to Sydney This is my greatest act I've come boom a rangin' back Grinnin' like a Rudolf Valentino But then you grab your travel load Like a swingin' grimmin' dog And hopped on that fast boat to Sydney Cause I am a cheat and I'm a liar Oh but you're a lovin' ball of fire I'll leave you like a bum without a penny And while I'm home with the blues I'll be hopin' like a kangaroo When I get off of that fast boat to Sydney Writer(s): Anita Carter, Helen Carter, June Carter -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (5) Pack Up Your Sorrows -------- Oh but if somehow you could pack up your sorrows and give them all to me You would lose them I know how to use them give them all to me No use crying talking to a stranger naming the sorrows you see Cause there's too many bad times too many sad times And nobody knows what you mean Oh but if somehow you could pack up your sorrows and give them all to me You would lose them I know how to use them give them all to me No use rambling walkin' in the shadows trailin' a wandering star No one beside you no one to guide you and nobody knows where you are Oh but if somehow you could pack up your sorrows and give them all to me You would lose them I know how to use them give them all to me No use roaming walking by that roadside seeking a satisfied mind There's too many highways too many byways and nobody walking behind Oh but if somehow you could pack up your sorrows and give them all to me You would lose them I know how to use them give them all to me You would lose them I know how to use them give them all to me Writer(s): Pauline Marden Bryan, Richard Farina -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (6) I Got A Woman -------- I got a woman way cross town she's good to me oh yeah I got a woman way cross town she's good to me oh yeah Well she's my baby when I'm in need oh she's a real too friend indeed I got a woman way cross town she's good to me oh yeah I save my loving early in the morning just for you oh yeah I save my loving early in the morning just for you oh yeah You're my big man don't you understand And I love you you're my loving big big man I got a woman way cross town she's good to me oh yeah He's there to love me both day and night Never grumbles and fusses just treats me right Never walking in the streets leave me alone She knows the woman places right there out in our home I got a woman way cross town she's good to me oh yeah I got a woman way cross town good to me oh yeah Well she's my baby don't you understand and I'm her loving man I got a woman way cross town she's good to me oh yeah Got me a big man way cross town he's good to me oh yeah Got me a big man way cross town he's good to me oh yeah He's my baby don't you understand he's my loving big big man I got a woman way across town she's good to me oh yeah -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (7) Jackson -------- We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout, We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out. I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around, Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson, Look out Jackson town. Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and wreck your health. Go play your hand you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself, You're goin' to Jackson; go comb your hair! Honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson. See if I care. When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow. (Hah!) All them women gonna make me, teach 'em what they don't know how, I'm goin' to Jackson, you turn-a loose-a my coat. 'Cos I'm goin' to Jackson. "Goodbye," that's all she wrote. But they'll laugh at you in Jackson, and I'll be dancin' on a Pony Keg. They'll lead you 'round town like a scalded hound, With your tail tucked between your legs, You're goin' to Jackson, you big-talkin' man. And I'll be waitin' in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan, Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper Sprout, We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out. I'm goin' to Jackson, and that's a fact. Yeah, we're goin' to Jackson, ain't never comin' back. Well, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout' And we've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went... [To Fade] Writer(s): Jerry Leiber, Billy Edd Wheeler -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (8) Oh, What A Good Thing We Had -------- Sunshine and showers and everything comin' up daisies Oh what a good thing we had gone bad oh what a good thing we had Driveins and picnics end every day was Saturday Oh what a good thing we had gone bad oh what a good thing we had The whole wide world was jealous we wouldn't hear a thing they'd tell us Never did need any money everything was milk and honey Oh long walks by the river talkin' bout living together Oh what a good thing we had gone bad oh what a good thing we had Long weeks of waitin' and livin' for the day we marry Oh what a good thing we had gone bad oh what a good thing we had Happiness and laughter we found everything we were after Oh what a good thing we had gone bad oh what a good thing we had The whole wide world was jealous we wouldn't hear a thing they'd tell us Never did need any money everything was milk and honey Oh long walks by the river talkin' bout living together Oh what a good thing we had gone bad oh what a good thing we had Oh what a good thing we had gone bad oh what a good thing we had Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, June Cash -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (9) You'll Be All Right -------- Well I see you've lost your honey bee I know how you must be feeling now You feel sad sad but boy it ain't that bad You cry just a little bit and die just a little bit And then you'll be all right Well you know it wasn't long ago Your honey bee was queen of my bee tree But then away she flew and took my honey to you You cry just a little bit and die just a little bit And then you'll be all right I pity you I know what you're going through You watched your queen bee fly Your honeycomb went dry But if you keep pushin' on You won't care if she's gone You cry just a little bit and die just a little bit And then you'll be all right You cry just a little bit and die just a little bit And then you'll be all right Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, June Cash -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (10) No No No -------- I'm a poor boy from the farm land Your father is a wealthy sailing man If I asked you for your hand Would you tell me no oh no no no You're a poor boy from the farm land My daddy is a wealthy sailing man He told me if you asked my hand I'd better tell you no oh no no no Your daddy brings you silk to sew From the finest shop in Tokyo He told you to turn me down I know But don't say no oh no no no Yes daddy owns a clipper ship And he brings me pearls on every trip And pink champagne for me to sip And you're the poorest boy I know oh so no no no I can't give you anything I can't afford a wedding ring A present that I'd like to bring But oh I love you so oh don't say no My daddy's three days out to sea And he would turn me across his knee If he knew you were kissin' me But I can't let you go oh no no no oh no no no Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (11) What'd I Say -------- Come on honey don't you treat me wrong Come and love your daddy all night long Hey hey all right hey hey baby what'd I say See that girl with a diamond ring I know where she got that thing Hey hey all right hey hey baby what'd I say Oh yeah honey you're so fine baby you're so fine Honey you're so fine honey you're so fine Oh you're so fine hey hey all right hey hey baby what's I say See the gal with the rich dress on she can do that all night long Hey hey all right hey hey baby what'd I say When you see me in misery come on baby and stand by me Hey hey all right hey hey baby what'd I say Baby what'd I say right now what'd I say right now honey you're so fine Writer(s): Ray Charles -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (12) The Wind Changes -------- It's not that I don't love you anymore It's not that I don't want to It's just that there's a line I have to darw, You've gotta cross it, don't you It would take so little You know I long to stay Not until the wind changes Not until my heart erases Ever single memory of you It's not that you can't hurt me anymore It's not that you don't want to It's just that there's a door I have to close You've gotta lock it, dont you There is darkness in our lives We can't see the light Not until the wind changes Not until my heart erases Ever single memory of you I don't want to lose what we never had I don't want the dream of living in the past If you've gotta leave I don't want to know I never saw you coming I don't want to watch you go Not until the wind changes Not until my heart erases Ever single memory of you Might as we be history Every single memory of you Not until the wind changes Ooh Every single memory of you Not until the wind changes Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Carryin' On With Johnny Cash And June Carter (1967) -------- -------- (13) From Sea To Shining Sea -------- The beautiful spacious skies, the amber waves of grain To the majestic purple mountains above the fruited plain God did shed His grace from sea to shining sea on you and on me From Sleepy Hollow mountain country to the swamps of Okefenokee To Guthrie Oklahoma, to Hibbing Minnesota To Grants Pass Oregon, to Stone Pipe Wells, California From Texas to Montana, from California to Maine In the sunny days the winter snow from Arizona sand To Cherokee North Carolina, to Tarpen Springs Florida America, it's time to be refreshed, recalled to memory God did shed His grace on Thee from sea to shining sea The land is big the best is free Sand and surf grass and tree from sea to shining sea God shed His grace on me And crown Thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (1) From Sea To Shining Sea -------- The beautiful spacious skies, the amber waves of grain To the majestic purple mountains above the fruited plain God did shed His grace from sea to shining sea on you and on me From Sleepy Hollow mountain country to the swamps of Okefenokee To Guthrie Oklahoma, to Hibbing Minnesota To Grants Pass Oregon, to Stone Pipe Wells, California From Texas to Montana, from California to Maine In the sunny days the winter snow from Arizona sand To Cherokee North Carolina, to Tarpen Springs Florida America, it's time to be refreshed, recalled to memory God did shed His grace on Thee from sea to shining sea The land is big the best is free Sand and surf grass and tree from sea to shining sea God shed His grace on me And crown Thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (2) The Whirl And The Suck -------- It took a mighty good man with salty hands And a mighty long raft to keep the fore before the act You take ten good men and guts and luck And you might navigate the whirl and the suck Well the Tennessee River changed its mind at Chattanooga she oughta unwind She could a run right on the Georgia Sea but she cut right back through Tennessee Well the settlers come by raft and boat bringin' everything that could stay a float But like a loco horse that'll twist and buck They hardly ever made it through the whirl and the suck It took a mighty good man... When General Washington was in his knicker bocks The Cherokee Indians through the Chattanooga Rocks And the Chickamagua tribe and the Nickajack They kept the watch where the river cut back And if a raft or a boat ever rode the bend The Indians got 'em cause they had 'em hemmed in It took a mighty good man... -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (3) Call Daddy From The Mines -------- A little girl woke up deep in the dark and started cryin' The mother brought a light and held her daughter tight She thought it was so strange to hear a little girl of nine Cry call daddy from the mine call daddy from the mine Her mother wiped the tears and said see honey you're only dreaming Your dad must work today he has to draw his pay She left her then but still could hear her cry time after time Call daddy from the mine call daddy from the mine Then the countryside was shaken by a mighty rumble And fear for miles around was the trembling of the ground The little girl was fast asleep yet cried out one more time Call daddy from the mine call daddy from the mine Ten thousand tears and two weeks later deep in the smoking ground A dying man was found had survived all those around He'd quickly crawled to a fresh air pocket barely just in time When he heard his own child whine call daddy from the mine Call daddy from the mine call daddy from the mine -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (4) The Frozen Four Hundred Pound Fair To Middlin' Cotton Picker -------- I left the field one evening my fingers so cold and sore From fair to middlin' cotton 300 pounds or more Jim McCann was still pickin' straddle in the row The sun began to sinkin' and the wind began to blow He was bound to get 400 a draggin' a twelve foot sack I hollered out Jim come weight it but I only saw his back So I went on home to supper and I gathered around my kin I was thinkin' of Jim out there pickin' with winter settin' in Next morning the air was freezin' the snow was nine feet deep I jerked on my long red handles and I left my kids asleep I got myself a shovel and went to where I seen Jim go And commenced to a diggin' for him at the other end of his row I found his body frozen and I took him in to thaw I dragged in his sack and I weighed it and I added Jim's marks that I saw The total was over 400 so he'd picked more than he'd bet Of fair to middlin' cotton but Jim ain't thawed out yet -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (5) Cisco Clifton's Filling Station -------- It's not always the land that's the hardest and bitterest It's the man who has the hard bitter attitude Toward his fellow man or toward the land Such is the case that you will find in this following song About a man's attitude toward his fellow man and toward this land I walked in the big yard to feel the warm sunshine A ninety-nine year man stepped over to me He offered a smoke and he said as I rolled it Tomorrow I'm going to break out and go free They watch us by sunlight they watch us by spotlight But I know a way for a man to go free Down under my cell I'm diggin' a tunnel The walls of a prison will never hold me I told him that I'd have no part of his scheming My time would be over one year from today His eyes blazed with fire and he looked right through me Bitter but broken again he did say They watch us by sunlight... Next morning at breakfast the old man was missing Then we all heard the rifles high up on the wall He'd gone through the tunnel just like he had promised And they said he was crying when they saw him fall They watch us by sunlight... -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (6) The Masterpiece -------- There was an old stone-cutter who lived in a cabin on the mountain side And the old stone-cutter knew it won't be long before he died And all around his cabin were statues the man had made Statues that the buyers said were all of a mediocre grade With his calloused hands he lit a lamp and laid down his head on his handmade table And he softly whispered Lord I'm old and shaky and I'm hardly able But give me strenght and wisdom and give me a week at least And I'll climb up to the top of this mountain and chisel out a masterpiece The very next morning he felt new strenght And he took his brand new hammer and the sharpest chisel He began to climb the mountain his old feet slipping in the freezing dizzle When he finally reached the top he shouted to a world that didn't hear I'll carve my masterpiece out of this marble boulder here So the hammer beat the chisel and he hammered till an image grew Then he stopped to look it over to appraise his work when he was through It was a boy carrying a crippled boy and the old man said it isn't my masterpiece I'll call it charity and then a masterpiece of mine will be So the hammer beat the chisel til another immage in a marbel grew Then the wind began to blowing and he sat and rested when he was through It was the image of a mother holding her child He said this is love as the world would know But it isn't my masterpiece and he began again as it began to snow The hammer beat the chisel as the snow fell harder and the wind grew and grew He fell to his knees holding a stone and he threw down his hammer and his chisel too He lay frozen face down in the snow but one hand was held for the world to see Cut in the marble was his masterpice three neatly carved letters GOD Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (7) You And Tennessee -------- Like a sweet rippling mountain stream Goes the sound of the banjo on Cripple Creek Never beginning never ending just rippling on and on So does the land just ripple on and on As a heart gets soft on a woman so can the heart get soft on the land And to fall in love with a woman as well as the land is to surely be in love I stayed away too long I know and every day was slow to go Every night I dreamed I was here it's been a mighty lonely year Every mile I needed you I kinda hope that you needed me too Everywhere I saw your face around every town I was in This old familiar place welcomed me again Back to where I belonged to be back to you and Tennessee Back to you and Tennessee Beside the Cumberland River where the grass is soft and sweet We ran across the fields of cedar hiding from the noisy streets And when the leaves fell from the cold the stars were silver the moon was gold I said it's yours with love from me I'm planting my roots in this ground and when they look for me I'll be found With something that is part of me you and Tennessee Back with you and Tennessee -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (8) Another Song To Sing -------- Do they ask you where I am or where I've been Do they ever say where is the lonely friend Is my name whispered in your bedside prayers Do you feel a vacant spot beside you there Well there's always one more path that I must walk And there's people I should sit down with and talk And somebody might appreciate the flowers I could bring So there's always another song to sing Do you tell them I was wilder than the wind Do you remember that I needed lots of friends And at other times I'd rather be alon Where I could not be found when I was gone Well there's always one more canyon to explore To touch the things left by those gone before At the top of the tiniest hill I can feel like I'm a king And there's always another song to sing -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (9) The Flint Arrowhead -------- While traveling this land from border to border and from sea to sea There have a few occasions to leave the beaten path and to find the place And quiet that's good for thought and just walking through a trackless forest Or exploring ruins of the earliest settlers or walking along a creekbed Hoping to find a relic such as a tomahawk an axe Or even an arrowhead left by a race of long since vanished Indians There's a great thrill and it's a wonderful feeling to find a flint arrowhead Over fields of new turned sod and in communion with my God I walked alone In a furrow bed I found an arrowhead chiseled from stone I don't know how long ago some redman drew his bow on its last fight Or did he drop it here afraid white men were near to attack at night I do know this one thing beyond all questioning it was made to kill And proof of a master trade is in this arrowhead he made fashioned with skill That I inherited this ground is denied by this stone I've found but when and by who Come join me in my tracks then let's stop and look back to the vale and through In love and peace we'll see the shadows and the trees and voices too But quietly slowly tread this home of the forgotten dead whose bones are dust I'm proud that their craftsmen's skill survives the ages still left in my trust -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (10) Shrimpin' Sailin -------- Turn on the speak it's the first time I get To talk on the speak 'cause you know okay Darn those smart alec, crazy cajon boy Come in to my nice clean kitchens And get into my pantry, get my blackberry jim jam That I'd pick blackberries And make a jim jam in the winter time To take out on the shrimpin' boat And bring in a foldin' wads Of wondrous waddy for my little wienies And they come in to my blackberry jim jam In the pantry and get them all over The nice clean kitchen table cloth The smart alec cajon boy will play the music Well, the Gulf it got a grassy bottom settin' where the rock is there And that's where I've been goin' for the shrimpin' sailin' Leapin' 'cross the grassy moss bringing in a briny bin Makin' folds of wondrous waddy for the living that I'm lovin' Where they creep and crawl and flip and flap and flob and dangle dobbin' Sponge a fouler drag 'em holler more a course the ocean horse Well, the Gulf it got a grassy bottom settin' where the rock is there And that's where I've been goin' for the shrimpin' sailin' Till it's time to haul 'em and come back in with the briny bin Of soddy bodies dressed in dandy eatin' carmel candy Makin' me and all by babies foldin' wads of wondrous waddy For the livin' that I'm lovin' in between the shrimpin' sailin' Gulf, it got a grassy bottom settin' where the rock is there Leapin' 'cross the grassy moss bringing in a briny bin Makin' folds of wondrous waddy for the living that I'm lovin' Where they creep and crawl and flip and flap and flob and dangle dobbin' Sponge a fouler drag 'em holler more a course the ocean horse Till it's time to haul 'em come back in with the briny bin Of soddy bodies dressed in dandy carmel candy eatin' chicken Finger lickin', dancin', rancin', mancin', tancin' Makin' me and all by babies foldin' wads of wondrous waddy -------- From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) -------- -------- (11) The Walls Of A Prison -------- There's alot of strange men in cellblock ten But the strangest of em' all Was a friend of mine who spent his time Starin at the wall... Starin at the wall... In his hand was a note that his gal had wrote Proving crime don't pay Was the very same gal he robbed and stole for Wanting thier wedding day... Wanting thier wedding day... As he looked at the wall So strong and tall I heard him softely curse Nobody at all ever climed that wall But I'm gonna be the first... I'm gonna be the first... Then the warden walked by and said son don't try I'd hate to see you fall Cause there is no doubt they'll carry you out If you ever touch that wall... If you ever touch that wall... Well a years gone by since he made his try But I can still recall How hard he tried and the way he died But he never made that wall... He never made that wall... Well there's never been a man who shook this camp But I knew a man who tried The newspapers called it a jailbreak plan But I know it was sucide... I know it was sucide... -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (1) Prologue -------- We are in the Holy Land The ground upon which I stand is sacred to the Jew the Christian Moslem Islam To millions of people the world over and has been throughout the ages This is the promised land The land that God showed to Moses from a top Mount Nebo Which we can see in the distance At this place in Galilee the sound of God's voice has been heard As He spoke to the prophets Once man heard God's voice when He said of his son Jesus Christ This is my beloved son in whom I am well pleased Such a blessing to be able to hear the voice of God has been given to very few But such a blessing was given to the Land of Israel Writer(s): John Loudermilk -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (2) Land Of Israel -------- From the top of Sinai, to the Sea of Galilee, Every hill and plain is home, Every place is dear to me. There the breezes tell the stories, Oh, what stories they do tell, Of the mighty things that happened, In the Land of Israel. Here, where Moses and the prophets, Spoke of One who would be king, Of a Heavenly Messiah, And the blessings He would bring. Oh, to hear the call again, "All is peaceful, all is well", Upon every rock and mountain, In the land of Israel. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (3) Mother's Love -------- We are in Nazareth within a few feet of this place Jesus lived as a child With his father Joseph the carpenter and his mother Mary In Jerusalem the mother of Jesus watched her son die on the cross She stood by to give him the only thing that she had left a mother's love It was my mother who first told me of Israel stories of this land That made it so dear to me that I am draw like a prodigal son to relive these stories Here's a two thousand year old story that tells of the strength of a mother's love Once a young man lived with his mother beside a great forest The young man was in love with a beautiful girl who lived in the forest He told the girl in the forest that if she would marry him He would bring her anything that she asked Knowing that the young man lived with his mother the girl said Take your dagger and cut out your mother's heart And bring it to me and I will marry you Well this made the young man very sad But he wanted to merry the girl so he killed his mother and cut out her heart Running through the forest with his mother's heart in his hands He stumbled and fell and dropped the heart As he was getting up his mother's heart cried out from the ground My son did you hurt yourself when you fell -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (4) This Is Nazareth -------- The noises you hear in the background are the different little shops Here in the market place in Nazareth There's a man beating out some pans with a hammer there You know looking at Nazareth especially in this part of Nazareth You'd be inclined to feel like Nathaniel did when he said to Phillip in the Bible Can there be any good thing ever come from Nazareth And John the Babtist preaching repentance down on the Jordan River Which we'll be seeing later on today Said there's one coming after me the latchet of whose shoes I am not worthy to stoop down and unloose And the prophets had said referring to this place right here He shall be called a Nazarene Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (5) Nazarene -------- Caesar ruled Rome and all its glory Every land called Alexander Great But no man can compare in any story With the one man who controls so many's fate Yes along the dusty road came the Nazarene Baptized by John was the Nazarene Preaching on the top of the mountain was the Nazarene Followed by the multitude was the Nazarene Tried and condemned they laid their stripes on Him But like He said back from the dead came the Nazarene Nothing good had ever come from Nazareth An unimportant place in Galilee But the soul of any man could fall into bondage And God had promised man could be set free And then along the dusty road came the Nazarene Baptized by John was the Nazarene Preaching on the top of the mountain was the Nazarene Followed by the multitude was the Nazarene Tried and condemned they laid their stripes on Him But like He said back from the dead came the Nazarene Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (6) Town Of Cana -------- We are in the Town of Cana It is a short distance from Nazareth toward the Sea of Galilee And on his way to Capernaum Jesus stopped at a wedding feast Here which he was invited to And when he came to the feast he was told that the family was so poor That they didn't have wine for the wedding feast So Christ at this very spot that we are entering right now On which a church stands over Jesus ordered the jugs filled with water And then when they were served at the feast When the jugs were poured around to the different people It was wine of the finest wine that was known in Galilee at that time We are entering now down into a kind of a crypt-like place underneath the church Where the miracle actually took place And there is one of the jugs here That supposedly was one of those he used to pour the wine from that had been water And the well that the water was drawn from We are at the place where the water cintern was It is all undeground as most people lived back then under ground because it was cool This is where the water came from He turned the water into wine -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (7) He Turned Water Into Wine -------- He turned the water into wine he turned the water into wine In the little Cana town the word went all around that he turned the water into wine Well he walked upon the Sea of Galilee he walked upon the Sea of Galilee Shouted far and wide he calmed the raging tide and walked upon the Sea of Galilee He turned the water into wine... He healed the leper and the lame he healed the leper and the lame He said go and tell no man but they shouted it through the land That he healed the leper and the lame He turned the water into wine... He fed the hungry multitude yes he fed the hungry multitude With a little bit of fish and bread they said everyone was fed He fed the hungry multitude He turned the water into wine... Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (8) My Wife June At The Sea Of Galilee -------- This is the 23rd of April no May, 23rd of May and John and I are sitting on the veranda of a hotel that is in Tiberias Israel It is right on the Sea of Galilee We can see to our left the place where they held the Sermon On The Mount And across the lake is now the land of Israel But up until eleven months ago was held by Syria On down to the right further down the Jordan River joins the Sea if Galilee And it's a beautiful day with the birds You can hear the motor boats on the lake only one that I can see And then a big pleasure boat that is coming across the other side from the Sea of Galilee The lake at this point I'd say is about eight miles wide and it's fourteen miles long Hmm that's right June Israel is really again in its glory This is a beautiful place It's in much greater glory that she was in the days of King Herod I'm proud to say for the Jews today King Herod gained the throne like a fox Ruled like a lion and died like a dog -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (9) Beautiful Words -------- We're at the place of the Sermon on the mount Beautiful words beautiful words He spoke beautiful words The wind lay still and the whole world listened as He spoke beautiful words Blessed are the poor in spirit for their is the Kingdom of Heaven Blessed are they that mourn for they shall be comforted Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness for they shall be filled Blessed are the merciful for they shall obtain mercy Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called the Children of God Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake For their is the Kingdom of Heaven blessed are ye when men shall revile ye And persecute you and say all manner of evil against you falsely for My sake Beautiful words beautiful words He spoke beautiful words The wind lay still and the whole world listened as He spoke beautiful words -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (10) Our Guide Jacob At Mount Tabor -------- We are now up on top of Mount Tabor And Jacob you're our guide so how about telling us in your own words Just what happened at this place I hope the wind is not making too much noise we are at a great height up here (Here we are this is Mount Tabor We are standing on the highest of the lower Galilee mountains watching around us A most magnificent view really one can except to see This of course is the Mountain of Trans-Figuration Where Christ with his three elder disciples climbed up the mountain And that is when at the same time they all spoke saying Master Master can we have three tents made here The place is so beautiful we want to stay And at that same moment they saw Christ was conversing With Moses and Delijah the prophet A cloud came from which the voice of the Lord was heard saying This is my son my chosen son Thou shalt obey They watched to the face of Christ at that time And saw that there was light around it He was transfigured His tunic became as white as snow So it's called the Mountain of Trans-Figuration This is where it happened) Thank you very much Jacob and you know there was another time that Moses That you were talking about Moses climbed the mountain -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (11) The Ten Commandments -------- Moses led God's children out to find the promised land And on the way he'd stop each day and look to Heaven and Asked God for help as he could not withstand the task alone And then one day he looked away and thereby lay a stone God said write upon this stone these words I say to you And if you all obey my rules I'll see you safely through God opened Heaven's door and then He guided Moses' hands And then He said go and tell my children these are my commands Go and climb that mountain Moses climb that mountain now and pray Climb that mountain now and tell us what our Lord has had to say Thou shalt have no Gods before me is my great command And thou shalt not make any graven image by thy hand Thou shalt not take my name in vain if thou would guiltless be Remember thou to keep the sabbath day alone for me Honor thy father and thy mother and thou shalt not kill Thou shalt not commit adult'ry and thou shalt not steal Love thy neighbor as thyself and show thy neighbor peace Covet not thy neighbor's house nor anything that's his Go and climb that mountain... Moses showed these words of God to all the children then They pulled up stakes and headed out to find the promised land That Moses had described to them and told of comforts there The children of oppression thought they'd not find anywhere But they were soon to part from him and push alone awhile For it was never meant for him to walk that final mile The children cried if we must go on Moses without you Then talk to God just one more time and tell us what to do Go and climb that mountain... Thou shalt have no Gods before me... Writer(s): Lew Dewitt -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (12) Daddy Sang Bass -------- I remember when I was a lad, times were hard and things were bad. But there's a silver lining behind every cloud. Just poor people, that's all we were. Trying to make a living out of black land dirt. We'd get together in a family circle singing loud. Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor. Me and little brother would join right in there. Singing seems to help a troubled soul. One of these days and it won't be long. I'll rejoin them in a song. I'm gonna join the family circle at the Throne. No, the circle won't be broken. By and by, Lord, by and by. Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor. Me and little brother would join right in there. In the sky, Lord, in the sky. Now I remember after work, Mama would call in all of us. You could hear us singing for a country mile. Now little brother has done gone on. But, I'll rejoin him in a song. We'll be together again up yonder in a little while. Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor. Me and little brother would join right in there. Cause singing seems to help a troubled soul. One of these days and it won't be long, I'll rejoin them in a song. I'm gonna join the family circle at the Throne. Oh, no the circle won't be broken. By and by, Lord, by and by. Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor. Me and little brother would join right in there. In the sky, Lord, in the sky. In the sky, Lord, in the sky. Writer(s): Carl Perkins -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (13) At The Wailing Wall -------- We're approaching the Wailing Wall now Which is all that remains of the ancient temple the holiest place of the Jews Jews of all sects all tribes from all over the world are coming to the Wailing Wall You can hear some of the faithful Praying in the background here before the Wailing Wall -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (14) Come To The Wailing Wall -------- Oh my Lord what a mornin' oh my Lord what a day The sound of battle's over and the smoke has blown away Come to the Wailing Wall come to the Wailing Wall Thank God you can stand up on this Holy Land And touch the hallowed rock that God delievered to our hand Come to the Wailing Wall come to the Wailing Wall Shout it cross the mountain shout it cross the sea We have been delievered Israel is free Come to the Wailing Wall... Bring the lost ones homeward lead them to this shore The city gates are open heaven's blessing o'er Come to the Wailing Wall... -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (15) In Bethlehem -------- Now we are in the city of Bethlehem At the door of the Church of the Nativity where Christ was born The gate has been walled up then enters into the church because of the horsemen That used to come attack the place and sack the church It's been walled up to where there's just a very narrow opening of about Three and a half feet where you enter into the Church of Nativity So now we enter into the place where Christ was born This is the place where Christ was born to the world over it's a mighty big place Actually physically it's a small cave underneath the Church of the Nativity Many other people are here today to see this place Before me is the actual spot where Christ was born undisputed to the ages This place was found and confirmed that it was the place of the Nativity By St Helene mother of Constantine the Emperor of Rome In the third and the fourth century Just a few feet away from this place where Christ was born Where there is a Star of Bethlehem in the manger Where he was taken wrapped in swaddling clothes Meaning loose-fitting clothes laid in the manger Where he was come and visited at this very spot by the three Wisemen from the east One of the holiest of holy places In the Christian tradition the Holy Family retreated here During the massacre of the holy innocence ordered by King Herod And just as we left the Church of the Nativity a few minutes ago We saw another cave where so many of the children That King Herod had killed under two years old were buried -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (16) In Garden Of Gethsemane -------- I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear, falling on my ear The Son of God discloses And he walks with me And he talks with me And he tells me I am His own And the joy we share as we tarry there None other has ever known He speaks and the sound of His voice Is so sweet the birds hush their singing And the melody that He gave to me Within my heart is ringing And he walks with me And he talks with me And he tells me I am His own And the joy we share as we tarry there None other has ever known I'd stay in the garden with Him 'Tho the night around me be falling But He bids me go; through the voice of woe His voice to me is calling And He walks with me And He talks with me And He tells me I am His own And the joy we share as we tarry there None other has ever known -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (17) The Fourth Man -------- They wouldn't bend They held on to the will of God so we are told They wouldn't bow They would not bow their knees to Idols made of gold They wouldn't burn They were protected by the Fourth Man in the fire They wouldn't bend They wouldn't bow, they wouldn't burn. Now the prophet Daniel tells about Three men who walked with God Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego Before the wicked king they stood And the king commanded them bound and thrown Into the fiery furnace that day But the fire was so hot that the men were slain That forced them on their way. Now when the three were cast in and the king rose up To witness this awful fate He began to tremble at what he saw In astonished tones he spake Did we not cast three men bound Into the midst of the fire Well, Lo, I see four men unhurt Unbound and walkin' down there; There's Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego And the fiery coals they trod But the form of the Fourth Man that I see Is like the Son of God; Writer(s): Arthur Smith -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (18) On The Via Dolorosa -------- We are on the Via Dolorosa the way of the Cross having just left the Praetorium Where Pilate said to Christ I washed my hands off the matter And turned him over to the people and told them to do what they would with him There's no traffic here the streets's very narrow Little children playing along the street the street's about ten feet wide You see the third station of the Cross Where Christ almost fell under the weight of the Cross He's kneeling and the fourth station of the Cross over there Over forty or fifty feet farther toward Calvary Where His mother came up to Him and said my Son what's happened And she sees Him kneeling under the heavy weight of the Cross too Continuing on now toward Calvary from the fourth station of the Cross We left the Praetorium where Christ was sentenced and where he was turned over To the Jewish people and they were offered Barabbas and they said No give us Christ we'll crucify him Following along the stations of the Cross passing station No 5 And they say at this point that Simon a Cyrenean coming out of the country On him they laid the Cross they made him bear it for Jesus And they continued on the way of the Cross as we are now Leaving place No 5 toward Calvary it's a long long way from here You can see standing here between station No 5 and No 6 Two hundred yards at least up the steps toward Calvary's hill All along it's a very narrow street ten or twelve feet wide Shops on each side little children playing old men and women Carrying their bread dressed in their long robes Just as they did two thousand years ago The music here in the background is a radio playing (is that an Arab station) Still continuing up the way of the Cross toward Calvary The voices you hear in the background are pilgrims from all over the world All along the Via Dolorosa here there are beggars (I suppose mostly Arab beggars) Passing station No 10 continuing on to Calvary they are all along the way They say that they are all blind They say that the reason there are so many blind along This part of the country is because of the dust Everywhere the wind is blowing and the dust is flying And of course there are germs in the dust that diseases their eyes And the dust itself puts them out On the way to Calvary we pass another beggar sittin' along the way All kinds of shops pilgrims continuing on the same way we're going Now closer to Calvary the way really gets crowded It's still the same very narrow street though -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (19) Church Of The Holy Sepulchre -------- Approaching the shrine now where the Cross was where Christ was crucified Also the place of the Holy Sepulchre where Christ was buried Entering into the actual church now which is covered not only the tomb Where Christ was buried but also the place where he was crucified There is a very interesting story about this place of Golgotha They say that when Christ was crucified and His blood came down the cross And incidentally we are climbing the steps right now Going up to the place where He was crucified When He was crucified and His blood ran down the Cross It ran into the ground and His blood touched the skull of Adam The very first man ever on earth created by God Adam And that just for an instant the skull of Adam came to life From the blood of Christ touching it -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (20) At Cavalry -------- And now here we stand in the approximate spot where the Cross stood In this very spot supposedly on this very spot is Where Christ was nailed to the Cross Laying flat on the ground I don't think at this time that it really After what I've seen today and what is just before me now That it makes a lot of difference whether or not This was exactly the very spot where Christ was crucified And I feel proud in that I am able in my lifetime to come and stand If not in the exact spot within a few feet or a few yards At least of where it all happened Where our Christianity began the most holiest of holy spots for the Christians Now I would like myself to kneel before this place here underneath the table Where the Cross was supposed to have stood If it's definitely not the place it's near the place After Christ was crucified He lay upon the Cross dying After He was dead Roman soldiers cast lots for His clothes There was a Roman soldier Marcellus Who won this purple robe of Christ in a dice game And legend has it story has it that Marcellus was affected very strongly by this robe And the effects of having seen the Crucifixion he almost lost his mind And everywhere he would go for months and years after that he was like a mad man He would go to this one and that one stand there and say were you out there Were you there were you there when they crucified Him -------- The Holy Land (1969) -------- -------- (21) God Is Not Dead -------- When Jesus called to God upon the cross No answer came for his will must be done Then how the word trembled at his voice When he said this is my beloved son It isn't God but man that's dead When love is locked outside Do you deny that there's a God or is God just denied God is not dead he never died What man on earth can make one blade of grass And who can make one seed then make it grow With all the power and wisdom in our hands Who can command which way the wind to blow And who can match the miracle in an eagle's eye Or hang a rainbow in a cloudy sky God is not dead he did not die God is not dead God is not dead Writer(s): John R Cash -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (1) Wanted Man -------- Wanted man in California, wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in Kansas City, wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi, wanted man in old Cheyenne Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be If you ever see me coming and if you know who I am Don't you breathe it to nobody 'cause you know I'm on the lam Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jeannie Brown Wanted man by Nellie Johnson, wanted man in this next town Well, I've had all that I wanted of a lot of things I had And a lot more than I needed of some things that turned out bad I got sidetracked in El Paso, stopped to get myself a map Went the wrong way into Juarez with Juanita on my lap Then I went to sleep in Shreveport, woke up in Abilene Wondering why the hell I'm wanted at some town halfway between Wanted man in Albuquerque, wanted man in Syracuse Wanted man in Tallahassee, wanted man in Baton Rouge There's somebody set to grab me anywhere that I might be And wherever you might look tonight, you might get a glimpse of me Wanted man in California, wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in Kansas City, wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi, wanted man in old Cheyenne... Writer(s): Bob Dylan -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (2) Wreck Of The Old '97 -------- Well, they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Said Steve, you're way behind time This is not 38 this is old 97 Put her into Spencer on time Then he turned around and said to his black greasy fireman "Shovel on a little more coal And when we cross that White Oak Mountain Watch old 97 roll" Then a telegram come from Washington station This is how it read "Oh, that brave engineer that has run old 97 Is lying in old Danville, dead" He was going down the grade making 90 miles an hour His whistle broke into a scream He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle Scalded to death by the steam So now all you pretty ladies you better take a warning From this time on and learn Never speak hard words to your true loving husband He may leave you and never return, poor boy "I want to thank you. It's good to see you." Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Norman Blake, Robert Johnson -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (3) I Walk The Line -------- I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line I find it very, very easy to be true I find myself alone when each day is through Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you Because you're mine, I walk the line As sure as night is dark and day is light I keep you on my mind both day and night And happiness I've known proves that it's right Because you're mine, I walk the line You've got a way to keep me on your side You give me cause for love that I can't hide For you, I know I'd even try to turn the tide Because you're mine, I walk the line I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (4) Darlin' Companion -------- Darlin' companion, come on and give me understandin'. And let me be your champion: a hand to hold your pretty hand in. Darlin' companion, now you know you'll never be abandoned. Love will always light our landin': I can depend on you. Oh, a little saucy mare like you should have a steed. Oh, a little bridlin' down from you is what I need. Darlin' companion, now you know you'll never be abandoned. Love will always light our landin': I can depend on you. Darlin' companion, come on and give me understandin'. As long as we keep laughin', bear in mind just what could happen. Darlin' companion, I tell the mountains and the canyons, Long as I got legs to stand on, I'm gonna stick by you. Oh, a little saucy mare like you should have a steed. Oh, a little bridlin' down from you is what I need. Darlin' companion, I tell the mountains and the canyons, Long as I got legs to stand on, I'm gonna stick by you. Darlin' companion, I tell the mountains and the canyons, Long as I got legs to stand on, I'm gonna stick by you. -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (5) Starkville City Jail -------- Well, I left my motel room, down at the Starkville Motel, The town had gone to sleep and I was feelin' fairly well. I strolled along the sidewalk 'neath the sweet magnolia trees; I was whistlin', pickin' flowers, swayin' in the southern breeze. I found myself surrounded; one policeman said: "That's him. Come along, wild flower child. Don't you know that it's two a.m." They're bound to get you. 'Cause they got a curfew. And you go to the Starkville City jail. Well, they threw me in the car and started driving into town; I said: "What the hell did I do?" He said: "Shut up and sit down." Well, they emptied out my pockets, took my pills and guitar picks. I said: "Wait, my name is..." "Awe shut up." Well, I sure was in a fix. The sergeant put me in a cell, then he went home for the night; I said: "Come back here, you so and so; I ain't bein' treated right." Well, they're bound to get you, cause they got a curfew, And you go to the Starkville City Jail. I started pacin' back and forth, and now and then I'd yell, And kick my forty dollar shoes against the steel floor of my cell. I'd walk awhile and kick awhile, and all night nobody came. Then I sadly remembered that they didn't even take my name. At 8 a.m. they let me out. I said: "Gimme them things of mine!" They gave me a sneer and a guitar pick, and a yellow dandelion. They're bound to get you, 'cause they got a curfew, And you go to the Starkville City Jail. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (6) San Quentin -------- San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me You've blistered me since nineteen sixty three I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die And long ago I stopped askin' why San Quentin, I hate every inch of you. You've cut me and you scarred me through and through. And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man; Mister Congressman you can't understand. San Quentin, what good do you think you do? Do you think I'll be different when you're through? You bend my heart and mind and you warp my soul, And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold. San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell. May your walls fall and may I live to tell. May all the world forget you ever stood. And may all the world regret you did no good. San Quentin, I hate every inch of you. -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (7) San Quentin (Encore) -------- San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me You've guarded me since nineteen sixty three I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die And long ago I stopped asking why San Quentin, I hate every inch of you You've cut me and you've scarred me through and through And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man Mister Congressman, you can't understand San Quentin, what good do you think you do? Do you think I'll be different when you're through? You bent my heart and mind and you warp my soul And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell May your walls fall and may I live to tell May all the world forget you ever stood And may all the world regret you did no good San Quentin, you've been living hell to me -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (8) A Boy Named Sue -------- My daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much to ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid But the meanest thing that he ever did Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue". Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, It seems I had to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue". Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen, I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made me a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars And kill that man who gave me that awful name. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July And I just hit town and my throat was dry, I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing stud, Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue". Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had, And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. He was big and bent and gray and old, And I looked at him and my blood ran cold And I said, "My name is 'Sue'! How do you do! Now you're gonna die!" Yeah, that's what I told him! Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down, but to my surprise, He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer. I tell ya, I've fought tougher men But I really can't remember when, He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile. I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss, He went for his gun and I pulled mine first, He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile. And he said, "Son, this world is rough And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along. So I give ya that name and I said goodbye I knew you'd have to get tough or die And it's the name that helped to make you strong." He said, "Now you just fought one hell of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. But ya ought to thank me, before I die, For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son of a bitch that named you 'Sue'." Well, what could I do, what could I do? I got all choked up and I threw down my gun And I called him my pa, and he called me his son, And I came away with a different point of view. And I think about him, now and then, Every time I try and every time I win, And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name! Writer(s): Sheldon Silverstein -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (9) Peace In The Valley -------- Oh well, I'm tired and so weary But I must go alone Till the lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh yes Well the morning's so bright And the lamp is alight And the night, night is as black as the sea, oh yes There will be peace in the valley for me, some day There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray There'll be no sadness, no sorrow No trouble, trouble I see There will be peace in the valley for me, for me Well the bear will be gentle And the wolves will be tame And the lion shall lay down by the lamb, oh yes And the beasts from the wild Shall be lit by a child And I'll be changed, changed from this creature that I am, oh yes There will be peace in the valley for me, some day There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray There'll be no sadness, no sorrow No trouble, trouble I see There will be peace in the valley for me, for me Writer(s): Thomas A. Dorsey -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (10) Folsom Prison Blues -------- I hear the train a comin' It's rolling round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone When I was just a baby my mama told me "Son, always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns" But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free But those people keep a movin' And that's what tortures me Well if they freed me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (11) Big River -------- Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River And I'm gonna sit right here until I die I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota) And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl Then I heard my dream went back downstream cavortin' in Davenport And I followed you, Big River, when you called Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river) A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone I found her trail in Memphis, but she just walked up the bluff Raised a few eyebrows and went on down alone Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf She loves you, Big River, more than me Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (12) I Still Miss Someone -------- At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come Sweethearts walk by together And I still miss someone I go out on a party And look for a little fun But I find a darkened corner Because I still miss someone Oh, no I never got over those blue eyes I see them every where I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there I wonder if she's sorry For leavin' what we'd begun There's someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Roy Cash Jr. -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (13) I Don't Know Where I'm Bound -------- I don't know where I'm bound, I don't know where I'm bound, Whistles calling me away, leaving at the break of day, And I don't know where I'm bound. Can't stand bars, locks, or doors, Mean cops, insanity, and wars; Gotta find a place of peace, Until then, my traveling won't cease, But I don't know where I'm bound. There's gotta be a place for me, Under some green growing tree; clear cool water running by, An unfettered view of the sky, But I don't know where I'm bound. When I die, don't bury me, Cause then I must be free; Cremate my body with a grin, Throw my ashes to the wind, Cause I don't know where I'm bound. I don't know where I'm bound, I don't know where I'm bound, Whistles calling me away, leaving at the break of day, and I don't know where I'm bound. Got myself a little gal, She has been a downright pal; That old highway's calling me, And free I gotta be, But I don't know where I'm bound, I don't know where I'm bound. I don't know where I'm bound. Writer(s): Terry Cuddy -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (14) Ring Of Fire -------- Love is a burning thing And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down and the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire, the ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down and the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire, the ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I fell for you like a child Oh, but the fire went wild I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down and the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire, the ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down and the flames went higher And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire, the ring of fire And it burns, burns, burns The ring of fire, the ring of fire The ring of fire, the ring of fire... Writer(s): June Carter, Merle Kilgore -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (15) He Turned The Water Into Wine -------- He turned the water into wine he turned the water into wine In the little Cana town the word went all around that he turned the water into wine Well he walked upon the Sea of Galilee he walked upon the Sea of Galilee Shouted far and wide he calmed the raging tide and walked upon the Sea of Galilee He turned the water into wine... He healed the leper and the lame he healed the leper and the lame He said go and tell no man but they shouted it through the land That he healed the leper and the lame He turned the water into wine... He fed the hungry multitude yes he fed the hungry multitude With a little bit of fish and bread they said everyone was fed He fed the hungry multitude He turned the water into wine... -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (16) Daddy Sang Bass -------- I remember when I was a lad, times were hard and things were bad. But there's a silver lining behind every cloud. Just poor people, that's all we were. Trying to make a living out of black land dirt. We'd get together in a family circle singing loud. Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor. Me and little brother would join right in there. Singing seems to help a troubled soul. One of these days and it won't be long. I'll rejoin them in a song. I'm gonna join the family circle at the Throne. No, the circle won't be broken. By and by, Lord, by and by. Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor. Me and little brother would join right in there. In the sky, Lord, in the sky. Now I remember after work, Mama would call in all of us. You could hear us singing for a country mile. Now little brother has done gone on. But, I'll rejoin him in a song. We'll be together again up yonder in a little while. Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor. Me and little brother would join right in there. Cause singing seems to help a troubled soul. One of these days and it won't be long, I'll rejoin them in a song. I'm gonna join the family circle at the Throne. Oh, no the circle won't be broken. By and by, Lord, by and by. Daddy sang bass, Mama sang tenor. Me and little brother would join right in there. In the sky, Lord, in the sky. In the sky, Lord, in the sky. Writer(s): Carl Perkins -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (17) The Old Account Was Settled Long Ago -------- Well it was a time on earth when in the books of heaven An old account was standing for sins yet unforgiven My name was at the top and many things below But I went unto the keeper and settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees) long ago (I settled it all) Yes the old account was settled long ago (hallelujah) And the record's clear today cause he washed my sins away And the old account was settled long ago Well the old account was large and growin' every day And I was always sinnin' and I never tried to pray But when I looked ahead and saw such pain and woe Well I went unto the keeper and settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees)... Now sinner seek the Lord repent of all your sins Cause this he has commanded if you would enter in And then if you should live a hundred years below Well you know you got it settled cause you settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees)... Writer(s): F.m. Graham -------- At San Quentin (1969) -------- -------- (18) Closing Medley -------- I was born in West Virginia Where the land is black with coal For a man to feed his family It takes twelve hours a day a diggin' in a dirty black hole Way down in the bottom of a mountain Way down in the bottom of a hole Way down in the bottom of a mountain I'm diggin' and a shovelin' and a loadin' out the dirty black coal Some men give their wives jewelry Some men give their wives gold But all I can give to my sweet woman Are the few dollars I make from diggin' out the dirty black coal Way down in the bottom of a mountain Way down in the bottom of a hole Way down in the bottom of a mountain I'm diggin' and a shovelin' and a loadin' out the dirty black coal I draw script for most of my money I never see a lot of that I work all week and go to church on Sunday Well the preacher gonna get what's left when they pass the hat Way down in the bottom of a mountain Way down in the bottom of a hole Way down in the bottom of a mountain I'm diggin' and a shovelin' and a loadin' out the dirty black coal I'm diggin' and a shovelin' and a loadin' out the dirty black coal Writer(s): Don McKinnon -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (2) You Beat All I Ever Saw -------- I've walked though every town Saw fortunes lost and found And when your trail failed i walked holes In both my soles But i don't expect you back You're somewhere making tracks I crossed the burning bridges And walked through miles of sand Met the lawless and the law But you beat all i ever saw I dreamed a million miles About your eyes and smiles I tried to love the best And to turn from all the rest But i'd scan the skies for you And i only saw your hue They drew away your mould You were made of frozen gold And your heart would never thaw You beat all i ever saw Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (3) Put The Sugar To Bed -------- Out on a shrimp boat I just dropped the net When the wind she come to blowin' whizzin' bad all to get I look south east and golly me what I see A black thundercloud with them fuzzy eyebrows Come a lookin' direct towards boudleaux and me I turned to boudleaux and me I said Put the sugar to bed put the sugar to bed Lock up the coffee in the coffee pot Put the flour in your pillow cause it's all we got Hang the lantern from the ceiling and watch your head Ho boudleaux put the sugar to bed boudleaux put the sugar to bed Well the sky she get dark and then she turn dark black I yell she gonna blow one right out of the almanac A big raindrop smacked me right on the ear And I hollered hey boudleaux but the way the wind blow He just as soon be deaf there wasn't no how to hear I try to call to boudleaux but slid instead Then me and boudleaux put the sugar to bed Well the ends of that shrimpin' boat was switchin' around She turned sideways and inners and outers and upside down The water come in tryin' to drown the both of us The closet top open and the shillet went a flyin' me I hit my head and kinda cuss But most of all I frowned when she calm that I said Put the sugar to bed put the sugar to bed Ain't nothin' dry but my railroad watch the salt got soggy but we still can budge We built a fire for the coffee and we chicory fed Cause me and boudleaux put the sugar to bed Me and boudleaux put the sugar to bed Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Maybelle Carter -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (4) Girl In Saskatoon -------- I left a little town A little south of Hudson Bay I couldn't find a thing, to make a rounder want to stay I fought the wind across the baren waste in the crystal doom Going for to marry the girl in Saskatoon I'm glad I realized that no one could take her place My heart was beating for her like the winter beat my face But knowing that I'd see her made my spirit bright as June I'm freezing but I'm burning for the girl in Saskatoon South and West and following the cold December sun I bedded down in the Carragana when my daily trek was done Then up and pressing onward by the light of the morning moon A prodical returning to the girl in Saskatoon Then I found the trail that had packed beneath the snow I made the final miles where the prairie lillies grow The steeple on a church glistened by the prairie moon I'm freezing but I'm burning for the girl in Saskatoon My journey was forgotten When I held her in my arms My wonderlust was stiffled By possesion of her charms And even beneath the steeple Where we couldn't wait till June I found eternal spring with the girl in Saskatoon Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Johnny Horton -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (5) Time And Time Again -------- I wish my heart was stone cause you're hard on flesh and bone But even if my heart was stone I couldn't stand that long Cause time and time again you're gone with the wind And even when you're here I know you're making plans to go You come back and I take you back but you like the shifting sand And like the sand you shift right through my hands Time and time again I got you time and time again You come back and I take you back but you like the shifting sand And like the sand you shift right through my hands Time and time again I lose you time and time again I wanna be your man so I give in all I can And when I give in all I can I give up time and time again You take whole of my hand and look at where I stand Then I say this is my last stand time and time again You come back and I take you back but you like the shifting sand And like the sand you shift right through my hands Time and time again I got you time and time again Time and time again I lose you time and time again Time and time again I got you time and time again Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, June Cash -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (6) Honky Tonk Girl -------- Don't be fool by big blue eyes by a smile or a golden curl 'Cause she'll love you now and then break every vow 'Cause she's just a honky tonk girl Breaking hearts to her is just the way of having fun She thinks every man's a fool and you're another one She knows all the arts of love she'll give your heart a twirl 'Cause she's just a honky tonk girl She can never change your ways though you'll give her all the world She's had more than one or two and each day there's someone new 'Cause she's just a honky tonk girl Breaking hearts to her is just the way of having fun She thinks every man's a fool and you're another one She knows all the arts of love she'll give your heart a twirl 'Cause she's just a honky tonk girl Writer(s): Hank Thompson, Chuck Harding -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (7) Locomotive Man -------- I got a gal in Dallas, I wave at when I go through I got a gal in Tulsa, that I toot my whistle to (Say how do) I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man Left my heart in Omaha Omaha, and I never did quite get it back I got a Sue in Sioux City, waitin' by the railroad track (Keeps her money in a 'tater sack) I got 'em all over the land, I'm a Locomotive man Well, I left a little switch engine, 'bout forty miles south of Bangor Maine Couldn't keep the wheels a turnin', shouldn't try to pull my train I got 'em all over the land, I'm a Locomotive man Well, I had a gal in Jackson, and it sure broke my heart to turn her loose When I checked my time and moved on, she's hooked on my caboose I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (8) Second Honeymoon -------- I walked up to the desk and asked the man about a room I asked about the bridal suite, I told him I'm the groom Then I took the elevator to the floor I was assigned I fumbled with the key the way I did that other time Inside I thought of all the things that started in this room But I'm alone on our second honeymoon I hear the happy people laughing in the street below But the loneliness I feel tonight I hope you never know The life that was a happy song has ended much too soon And I'm alone on our second honeymoon I look around the room and see you standing everywhere The fragrance of your bridal flowers seems to fill the air The blushing bride that gave me such a free and eager kiss Two loving arms around me as you offered wedded bliss We'd said that we'd return to live it over in this room But I'm alone on our second honeymoon Writer(s): Autry Inman -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (9) I'll Remember You -------- I'll remember you Long after this endless summer has gone I'll be lonely oh so lonely Living only to remember you I'll remember too Your voice as soft as the warm summer breeze Your sweet laughter, mornings after Ever after, I'll remember you To your arms someday I'll return to stay Till then I will remember too Every bright start we made wishes upon Love me always, promise always Oooh, youll remember too Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (10) Wabash Blues -------- Oh, those Wabash Blues I know I got my dues A lonesome soul am I I feel that I could die Candle light that gleams Taunts me in my dreams I'll pack my walking shoes To lose those Wabash Blues -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (11) Lorena -------- The years creep slowly by, lorena, The snow is on the grass again; The sun's low down the sky, lorena, The frost gleams where the flowers have been. But my heart beats on as warmly now, As when the summer days were nigh; The sun can never dip so low, Or down affections cloudless sky. A hundred months have passed, lorena, Since last I held that hand in mine, And felt the pulse beat fast, lorena, Though mine beat faster far than thine. A hundred months, 'twas flowery may, When up the hilly slope we climbed, To watch the dying of the day, And hear the distant church bells chime. We loved each other then, lorena, More than we ever dared to tell; And what we might have been, lorena, Had but our lovings prospered well. But then, 'tis past, the years are gone, I'll not call up their shadowy forms; I'll say to them, "lost years, sleep on! Sleep on! nor heed life's pelting storms." The story of that past, lorena, Alas! I care not to repeat, The hopes that could not last, lorena, They lived, but only lived to cheat. I would not cause e'en one regret To rankle in your bosom now; For "if we try, we may forget," Were words of thine long years ago. Yes, these were words of thine, lorena, They burn within my memory yet; They touched some tender chords, lorena, Which thrill and tremble with regret. 'twas not thy woman's heart that spoke; Thy heart was always true to me: A duty, stern and pressing, broke The tie which linked my soul with thee. It matters little now, lorena, The past is in the eternal past; Our heads will soon lie low, lorena, Life's tide is ebbing out so fast. There is a future! o, thank god! Of life this is so small a part! 'tis dust to dust beneath the sod; But there, up there, 'tis heart to heart. Writer(s): Charlie Williams -------- More Of Old Golden Throat (1969) -------- -------- (12) Roll Call -------- To Annabel in Memphis it was just another day But her sweetheart and his buddies died ten thousand miles away A captain sadly walked the muddy bloody battlefield The smoke had cleared away and it was terrible and still In his pocket was a roster of the falling fighting men And the captain had his orders so the roll call begin Atkins Baker Carter Calahan Clement Jones Johnson Moran McCoy Perkins Rivers and Revere Stepherd Thomas Wilson what can of you here The roll call was completed but no sign of life was there Not one man had answered not one accounted for He turned around and he walked away and looked up to the sky When he heard his own voice echo and the answer from on high Atkins (here) Baker (here) Carter (here) Calahan (here) Clement (here) Jones (here) Johnson (here) Moran (here) McCoy (here) Perkins (here) Rivers (here) and Revere (here) Stepherd (here) Thomas (here) Wilson (yes sir we're all here) We are present sir and all accounted for Writer(s): Billy Joe Carnahan -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (1) Southwind -------- Southwind You picked her up in Jacksonville And left me cold and lonesome in the rain South- wind You took her off to Nashville Left me chokin' in the smoke behind the train And you go whoooo-wooo-hoo She's gone a- gain on the South- wind. Southwind I need a forty-dollar ticket And about this time tomorrow I'll be gone Southwind But if I had forty dollars I would by myself a smile to carry on And you go whoooo-wooo-hoo She's gone again on the Southwind. Southwind Take her fast and take her far 'Cause that's the way she always likes to go Southwind I will be waitin' for the round trip If you'll bring her back and I done told her so Don't you go whoooo-wooo-hoo She's gone again on the Southwind. Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (2) Devil To Pay -------- Go on girl take your chances See how long you can go on from man to man I can read the lines between your stolen glances And I know it's time to fold this loosing hand Cause you're drawn to the flame by the thrill and the shame Of the cheatin' game they taught you how to play You've got nothing to lose but your soul girl And you've only the devil to pay You've been flying so high you don't know That you're blind to the writin' on the wall But some day you'll look down And you'll find you've got no place to fall When the bright lights're gone you'll be standing alone Forsaken in the naked light of day Then you'll know that it's all over but the dying And you've still got the devil to pay Join your friends while you got 'em Cause you know they're gettin' fewer every day You can't wait to let them take you to the bottom And I'm gettin' tired of standin' in your way But when you hit the ground don't come looking around For the pieces of the love you threw away That's the price of the high life you're livin' And you still got the devil to pay You've been flying so high you don't know That you're blind to the writin' on the wall But some day you'll look down And you'll find you've got no place to fall When the bright lights're gone you'll be standing alone Forsaken in the naked light of day Then you'll know that it's all over but the dying And you've still got the devil to pay Writer(s): Merle Travis, Leon Rusk -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (3) 'Cause I Love You -------- I'll sweep out your chimney yes and, I will bring you flowers yes and, I will do for you Most anything you want me to If we live in a cottage You will feel like it's a castle By the royal way you're treated And attention shown to you I'll be there beside you If you need a cryin shoulder Yes, and I'll be there to listen When you need to talk to me When you wake up in the darkness I will put my arms around you And hold you till the mornin sun Comes shinin' through the trees I'll be right beside you No matter where you travel I'll be there to cheer you Till the sun comes shinin through If we're ever parted I will keep the tie that binds us And I'll never let it break 'Cause I love you I will bring you honey From the bee tree in the meadow And the first time there's a rainbow I'll bring you a pot of gold I'll take all your troubles And I'll throw 'em in the river Then I'll bundle down beside you And I'll keep you from the cold I'll be right beside you No matter where you travel I'll be there to cheer you Till the sun comes shinin through If we're ever parted I will keep the tie that binds us And I'll never let it break 'Cause I love you Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (4) See Ruby Fall -------- Well I knew someday, Ruby would be leavin' That she wasn't happy livin' quietly, quietly 'Cause she would get the bedroom look each mornin' And I felt Ruby pull away from me Yeah, so go downtown about nine o'clock this evening Walk under that red light and down the hall, down the hall Look for the highest flyin' girl, that's Ruby And if you wait your turn you'll see Ruby fall Don't let her know that you even know me She'll be tryin' to forget it all And don't tell me how is was tonight, tomorrow 'Cause I don't want to see Ruby fall I didn't hold her back, when she got restless One man is not enough when she wants it all Yeah, I let her go when I saw what she wanted 'Cause I don't care to see Ruby fall Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Roy Orbison -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (5) Route No. 1, Box 144 -------- His dying barely made the morning paper And they summed it up in twenty words or more Killed in action leaves wife and baby At Route 1 Box 144 He grew up on a little farm just a couple of miles out of town As a boy he worked in his daddy's field And when his daddy could spare him He hired out to the neighbors For whatever they could pay him He was thought of as just average a good boy Nothing more the average amount of friends He married his high school sweetheart They brought a little plot of ground Couple of miles out of town on a mailbox it said Route 1 Box 144 Well back in town there were very few people that really knew him Because he hardly ever came to town Except for maybe on Saturdays of course the usual crew was always there But he didn't spent a lot of times with the usual crew He took care of his business Bought what he had to have or could afford for his family And went back to his little farm With a baby on the way he went to the army and it was a short while That the news came that he was killed in action His body was sent back on a plane and then by train And then they brought the body from the train station To Route 1 Box 144 He never did great things to be remembered He'd never been away from home before But you'd've thought that he was president or something At Route 1 Box 144 Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (6) Sing A Traveling Song -------- Hey little girl with tears in your eyes Don't waste your time now asking me why I don't know I know I'll be moving along You say that home is where my love is at I said that home is where I hang my head The time has come to sing a traveling song You want a house and a lot of close friends I love the feel of my back to the wind The two won't match you know the cage they wile would be wrong You think that love is friends a child and a home You can't buy love on a twenty year alone The time has come to sing a traveling song Someday where we sat in your old porch swing A tamer man may offer you a ring A man that wants his friends and neighbors a child and a home Don't waste your tears on love that never could be What's right for others just ain't right for me The time has come to sing a traveling song mhmm mhm Writer(s): Kenneth Barry Jones -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (7) If I Were A Carpenter -------- If I were a carpenter And you were a lady, Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? If a tinker were my trade would you still find me, Carrying the pots I made, Following behind me. Save my love through loneliness, Save my love for sorrow, I'm given you my onliness, Come give your tomorrow. If I worked my hands in wood, Would you still love me? Answer me babe, "Yes I would, I'll put you above me." If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding, would you miss your color box, and your soft shoe shining? If I were a carpenter and you were a lady, Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? Would you marry anyway? Would you have my baby? Writer(s): James Timothy Hardin -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (8) To Beat The Devil -------- And I'd like to dedicate this to John and June, who helped show me how to beat the devil. It was winter time in Nashville, down on music city row. And I was lookin' for a place to get myself out of the cold. To warm the frozen feelin' that was eatin' at my soul. Keep the chilly wind off my guitar. My thirsty wanted whisky; my hungry needed beans, But it'd been of month of paydays since I'd heard that eagle scream. So with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of dreams, I left my pride and stepped inside a bar. Actually, I guess you'd could call it a Tavern: Cigarette smoke to the ceiling and sawdust on the floor; Friendly shadows. I saw that there was just one old man sittin' at the bar. And in the mirror I could see him checkin' me and my guitar. An' he turned and said: "Come up here boy, and show us what you are." I said: "I'm dry." He bought me a beer. He nodded at my guitar and said: "It's a tough life, ain't it?" I just looked at him. He said: "You ain't makin' any money, are you?" I said: "You've been readin' my mail." He just smiled and said: "Let me see that guitar. "I've got something you oughta hear." Then he laid it on me: "If you waste your time a-talkin' to the people who don't listen, "To the things that you are sayin', who do you think's gonna hear. "And if you should die explainin' how the things that they complain about, "Are things they could be changin', who do you think's gonna care?" There were other lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind, Who were crucified for what they tried to show. And their voices have been scattered by the swirling winds of time. 'Cos the truth remains that no-one wants to know. Well, the old man was a stranger, but I'd heard his song before, Back when failure had me locked out on the wrong side of the door. When no-one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor, And lonesome was more than a state of mind. You see, the devil haunts a hungry man, If you don't wanna join him, you got to beat him. I ain't sayin' I beat the devil, but I drank his beer for nothing. Then I stole his song. And you still can hear me singin' to the people who don't listen, To the things that I am sayin', prayin' someone's gonna hear. And I guess I'll die explaining how the things that they complain about, Are things they could be changin', hopin' someone's gonna care. I was born a lonely singer, and I'm bound to die the same, But I've got to feed the hunger in my soul. And if I never have a nickle, I won't ever die ashamed. 'Cos I don't believe that no-one wants to know. Writer(s): Kristoffer Kristofferson -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (9) Blistered -------- I've got great big blisters on my bloodshot Eyes from looking at that long legged woman up ahead What she does simply walking down the sidewalk of the city Makes me think about a stray cat getting fed He's got a whole lotta motion in her sole, I know But her sole ain't the place she lets it show She got a body, oh yeah, she got a motion, oh yeah Lord I'm blistered, oh, oh yeah She done tore my sole apart, put big blisters on my heart What a mighty crazy cooking way to go I've got great big blisters on my fingertips From reaching in my pocket book and picking out the bills And I got tiny white blisters in my throat From trying to ease my nervous tension taking all them pat and pills And ever since she started running around from bar to bar I just can't eat a bite or keep my stomach settled down She got a body, oh yeah, she got a motion, oh yeah She done got me, oh yeah She done tore my soul apart, put big blisters on my heart What a mighty crazy cooking way to go She got a body, oh yeah, she got a motion, oh yeah Oh I'm blistered, oh, oh yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah Blistered, blistered... Writer(s): Billy Edd Wheeler -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (10) Wrinkled Crinkled Wadded Dollar Bill -------- I've got a lot of blues on my mind And at least a million miles behind me And all that I've got between me And pauper's hill Is a wrinkled, crincked, wadded dollar bill. Lake Michigan wind sure is cold And I need me a jacket for my shoulders I could buy one down at the surplus store Cheap cotton twill With my wrinckled crinckled wadded dollar bill But I'm not bound And I never will Be to a wrinkled crinckled wadded dollar bill. It sure smells good at the bakery And I stand and let the smell flood over me They sell them day old cakes mighty cheeply I could eat my fill With my wrinkled, crinkled wadded dollar bill But I'm not bound And I never will Be to a wrinkled, crinkled wadded dollar bill. Lake Michigan waves hit the beach And I stand and let them wash at my feet And then I throw it just as far as I can Into the chill My wrinkled, crinkled wadded dollar bill. For I'm not bound And I never will Be to a wrinkled crinkled wadded dollar bill. No I'm not bound And I never will Be to a wrinkled crinkled wadded dollar bill. -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (11) I've Got A Thing About Trains -------- Train train train I've got a thing about trains I get a sad kind of feeling when I see a passenger train In this fast movin' world that we live in nobody rides 'em much these days Maybe I'm a little sentimental cause I know that things have to change But I'd still like to go for a train ride cause I've got a thing about trains Train train train you're fading from the scene But you've had your days of glory train train train Train they say you're too slow for travelin' but I'm gonna miss you some day When my little boy says daddy what was it like to ride a train I'll just say it was a good way to travel when things didn't move quite so fast And I'm sorry son that you can't ride one the trains are the thing of the past Train train train you're fading from the scene And I'm gonna mourn your passing train train train I've got a thing about trains -------- Hello, I'm Johnny Cash (1969) -------- -------- (12) Jesus Was A Carpenter -------- Jesus was a carpenter and he worked with a sow and a hammer And his hands could form a table true enough to stand forever And he might have spun his life out in the coolness of the mornings But he put aside his tools and he walked the burning highways To build a house from folks like you and me And he found them as they wandered through the wild Judean mountains And he found them as they pulled their nets upon the Sea of Galilee And for a thousand evenings while the day behind him emptied He walked among the poor and he stopped to touch the dying And he built his house from people just like these It was on a shining Sunday when he rode to old Jerusalem And the palms they cast before him were the crimes they laid against him It was on a stormy Friday when he climbed the streets of Calvary And where he died today why they're sellin' beads and postcards And they tell us too that that was long ago But would he stand today upon the sands of California Or walk the sweating blacktop in New York and Mississippi Where the mighty churches rise above the screaming cities Would he be a guest on Sunday a vagrant on a Monday With the doors locked tight against his kind you know Come again now Jesus be a carpenter among us There are chapels in our discontent cathedrals in our sorrows And we dwell in golden mansions with the sand for our foundations And the raging water's rising and the thunder's all around us Won't you come and build a house on rock again Jesus was a carpenter... Writer(s): Christopher Wren -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (1) Flesh And Blood -------- Beside a Singin' Mountain Stream Where the Willow grew Where the Silver Leaf of Maple Sparkled in the Mornin' Dew I braided Twigs of Willows Made a String of Buckeye Beads; But Flesh And Blood need Flesh And Blood And you're the one I need Flesh And Blood need Flesh And Blood And you're the one I need. I leaned against a Bark of Birch And I breathed the Honey Dew I saw a North-bound Flock of Geese Against a Sky of Baby Blue Beside the Lily Pads I carved a Whistle from a Reed; Mother Nature's quite a Lady But you're the one I need Flesh And Blood need Flesh And Blood And you're the one I need. A Cardinal sang just for me And I thanked him for the Song Then the Sun went slowly down the West And I had to move along These were some of the things On which my Mind and Spirit feed; But Flesh And Blood need Flesh And Blood And you're the one I need Flesh And Blood need Flesh And Blood And you're the one I need. [SPOKEN] So when this Day was ended I was still not satisfied For I knew ev'rything I touched Would wither and would die And Love is all that will remain And grow from all these Seed; [SUNG] Mother Nature's quite a Lady But you're the one I need Flesh And Blood need Flesh And Blood And you're the one I need. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (2) I Walk The Line -------- I find it very, very easy to be true I find myself alone when each day is through Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you Because you're mine, I walk the line As sure as night is dark and day is light I keep you on my mind both day and night And happiness I've known proves that it's right Because you're mine, I walk the line You've got a way to keep me on your side You give me cause for love that I can't hide For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide Because you're mine, I walk the line I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line Because you're mine, I walk the line ... Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (3) Hungry -------- Grit my teeth and face a new day dawning take a deep breath then get up and go Tie the same old weary shoes and walk the same old pathway I never see a face that I don't know oh God if I could just pack up and go Hungry for some other face hungry for some other place Needin' something and I know what God I know what I'm tired of seein' the same old road tired of carryin' the same old load Hungry for something I ain't got Her face across that table every morning and lately I don't notice that she's there Always leave that breakfast table feelin' so damned empty She knows there's something wrong but I don't care Oh God how much more of this can I bear Writer(s): John R. Cash -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (4) This Town -------- This Town This town is not for me, I won't be stayin' 'round. This town is hard and cold; I'm not happy in this town. I'll pick up my heart and I'll go, Where to I don't care or know. Don't matter where I'll be found, As long as I leave this town. This town wants me to go, It ain't where I was bound. This town don't need me here, I don't need this town. To morrow who'll remember my name; To morrow who'll remember I came. Don't care which road I'll go down, As long as it's a way from this town. Writer(s): Rodney Crowell, Ashley Monroe -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (5) This Side Of The Law -------- This Side of the Law On this side of the law, On that side of the law, Who is right? Who is wrong? Who is weak? Who is strong? Who is for and who?s against the law? You see, I didn't really mean and harm, But I simply couldn't make it on the farm. When the land won't give a lot You gotta do with what you got. And all I got's the muscle in my arm; bum! bum! bum! Well, I wouldn't ever hurt my fellow man. And it seems to me that you could under stand. I'm just tryin' to help my self without hurtin' somebody else. And a man has got to do the best he can. On this side of the law, On that side of the law, Who is right? Who is wrong? Who is weak? Who is strong? Who is for and who's against the law? Well, I didn't mean to let my fam'ly down, And I'm not giving you the run a round. I'd much rather be dead than have to beg my daily bread. And to pay my way no matter where I'm bound; bum! bum! bum! Well, I didn't really think that I did wrong. So long as I stayed here where I belong. I did the only thing I could, Same as anybody would. And I was simply trying to get along. On this side of the law, On that side of the law, Who is right? Who is wrong? Who is weak? Who is strong? Who is for and who's against the law? Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (6) 'Cause I Love You -------- I'll sweep out your chimney yes and, I will bring you flowers yes and, I will do for you Most anything you want me to If we live in a cottage You will feel like it's a castle By the royal way you're treated And attention shown to you I'll be there beside you If you need a cryin shoulder Yes, and I'll be there to listen When you need to talk to me When you wake up in the darkness I will put my arms around you And hold you till the mornin sun Comes shinin' through the trees I'll be right beside you No matter where you travel I'll be there to cheer you Till the sun comes shinin through If we're ever parted I will keep the tie that binds us And I'll never let it break 'Cause I love you I will bring you honey From the bee tree in the meadow And the first time there's a rainbow I'll bring you a pot of gold I'll take all your troubles And I'll throw 'em in the river Then I'll bundle down beside you And I'll keep you from the cold I'll be right beside you No matter where you travel I'll be there to cheer you Till the sun comes shinin through If we're ever parted I will keep the tie that binds us And I'll never let it break 'Cause I love you Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (7) The World's Gonna Fall On You -------- Better watch what you're doin' Henry you better take it easy sheriff Somebody might be watchin' and the world's gonna fall on you And the world's gonna fall on you and the world's gonna fall on you You can't slip around in this town Henry ev'rybody knows ev'rybody sheriff Somebody's gonna tell somebody the world's gonna fall on you And the world's gonna fall on you You better look over your shoulder sheriff somebody might be watchin' Henry You can't tell who's gonna see you the world's gonna fall on you And the world's gonna fall on you You can't slip around in this town ain't no doubt they'll find out You better stop that better stop now you better not wait be too late Now who do you think you're foolin' Henry ain't nobody here sleepin' sheriff The whole world's watchin' and the world's gonna fall on you And the world's gonna fall on you You better watch what you're doin' Henry better take it easy sheriff Somebody might be watchin' and the world's gonna fall on you And the world's gonna fall on you and the world's gonna fall on you And the world's gonna fall on you Better look over your shoulder sheriff somebody might be watchin' Henry You can't tell who's gonna see the world's gonna fall on you And the world's gonna fall on you Now who do you think you're foolin' Henry ain't nobody here sleepin' sheriff The whole world's watchin' and the world's gonna fall on you And the world's gonna fall on you Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (8) Face Of Despair -------- Fingers callus from the plough wrinkled weather beatin' brow Streak of silver in the hair mhm face of despair A back that's bent from years of toil thorns grow in the worn out soil No one left to really care nhm face of despair If you should plough old fields like these you'd plough up memories Don't tell the young to mend their ways you can't show them better days Their better days are yet ahead your better days have long been dead Rest easy in your rocking chair mhm and look at your September country Face of despair Shoulders weary from the load life is rough as a gravel road How much of it can you bear mhm look at your September country face of despair In the September of your years eyes that hide a veil of tears A look of longing always there mhm face of despair If you should plough... Mhm if you should plough... Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (9) Standing On The Promise -------- (Standing on the promises of Christ my King through eternal ages let his praises ring Glory in the highest I will shout and sing Standing on the promises of God Standing standing standing on the promises of God my Saviour Standing standing I'm standing on the promises of God) Writer(s): Duncan Craig Terrell, Neville Aaron Joseph -------- I Walk The Line (1970) -------- -------- (10) Amazing Grace -------- Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I see Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed When we've been there ten thousand years bright shining as the sun We've no less days to sing God's praise than when we'd first begun Writer(s): Billy Walker -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (1) The Preacher Said Jesus Said -------- Well with everybody tryin' to tell us what to do You wonder how are you to know whose word is true But the preacher just keep on a bringing us a very same word And from St Paul to Billy Graham the same is heard And the preacher said of truth Jesus said (And Jesus said I'm the way the truth and the life) Well we can see that the world is full of greed There's so much hate yet there is so much need What should we do when no one seems to care What can we do when there is no love there And then the preacher said of love Jesus said (Jesus said love Thy neighbor as Thyself) Well please tell us the road we oughta go in such confusion how are we to know And if there is a heaven show us to its gates Oh you'd better tell us preacher before it's too late And then the preacher said of heaven Jesus said (Jesus said seek the first the kingdom of God and his righteousness And all these things shall be added unto you) Well please tell us we can find a way to climb every mountain that we face every day And time of troubles what to depend upon to be the truth and help us carry on And the preacher said of trouble Jesus said (Jesus said let not your heart be troubled if you believe in God believe also in me In my father's house are many mansions if it were not so I would have told you I go to prepare a place for you And if I prepare a place for you I will come again and receive you unto myself That where I am there you may be also) Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (2) Orphan Of The Road -------- From a carny show and a rodeo that shared a three-day stand, A cowboy met a fiery carny queen In new spring nights amid the lights of the painted carny van. They laughed and loved and shared short-lived dreams, But the carny show and the rodeo went their separate ways, And the carny season bloomed and soon moved on, And I was born on a winter morn to the dark-eyed carny queen, The too-late son of something that was gone, The black-sheep child that grew up wild from the seed the four winds sowed, Unwanted son of ice and fire, an orphan of the road. I was still a child when my mama died of a chill that closed her eyes, So I was left to grow up on my own, Without a name, too wild to tame. No one cared to try. So mostly I was mostly left alone. In dingy bars and cold boxcars, hobo jungle camps, I joined the men who drift from town to town. The surgin' flood of restless blood flowed inside my veins. I'd never find the time to settle down. The black-sheep child... In the misty rain, I caught the train that slowed down through the town, And I pulled myself into the boxcar door. In a passing light in the deep gray night, I saw the still dark form Of an old man lying sick upon the floor. And he said "I tried to find her, but they told me that she'd died, And that she'd left an only son behind, And I tried to find him, but I never did, but I know I could rest in peace If I could just see him once before I die." I found a match and I quickly scratched it into a flicker and flame, Then I held it close and I gently raised his head. "My mother, sir," I said of her, "I have her same dark eyes." He smiled a cowboy smile and then was dead. The black-sheep child... Writer(s): Dick Feller -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (3) You've Got A New Light Shining In Your Eyes -------- You've got a new light shining in your eyes And I can see now right where your beauty lies And it's showin' in your face that your heart has found a place And I can hear it in your whisper and your sighs You've got a new way of doing things you do And it's plain to see there's been a change in you And I wonder could it be that the change is due to me For I have felt a certain something too You've got a way about you now that you never had before You've got a look you're wearin' now like no look you ever wore I tried to hide it for a while but now I realize You've got a new light shining in your eyes You've got a way about you now that you never had before You've got a look you're wearin' now like no look you ever wore I tried to hide it for a while but now I realize You've got a new light shining in your eyes You've got a new light shining in your eyes Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (4) If Not For Love -------- A broken man moves slowly down the sidewalk Humbled by the favours he must seek From those that he encounters on his walk through misery Who are rich enough to hurt just as they please If not for love I could be one of these An old man on a park bench stares with envy At a couple with their children on their knees While across the park a young man is caught by the police Stealin' for a habit he must feed And if not for love I could be one of these I could be one of these or so many many more Always at the beck and call of shame I'm thankful I was called by love to walk among the happy But if not for you love wouldn't know my name A man of squander talents vainly calls on His gift of God now straining through his soul While in the crowd before him a jealous friend awaits The moments that he can no longer please And if not for love I could be one of these I could be one of these or so many many more Always at the beck and call of shame I'm thankful I was called by love to walk among the happy But if not for you love wouldn't know my name Yes if not for love I could be one of these Writer(s): Glenn Tubb, Larry Michael Lee -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (5) The Man In Black -------- Well, you wonder why I always dress in black Why you never see bright colors on my back And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town I wear it for the prisoner who is long paid for his crime But is there because he's a victim of the times I wear the black for those who've never read Or listened to the words that Jesus said About the road to happiness through love and charity Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back Up front there ought to be a Man In Black I wear it for the sick and lonely old For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been Each week we lose a hundred fine young men And I wear it for the thousands who have died Believin' that the Lord was on their side I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died Believin' that we all were on their side Well, there's things that never will be right I know And things need changin' everywhere you go But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right You'll never see me wear a suit of white Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day And tell the world that everything's okay But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (6) Singin' In Vietnam Talkin' Blues -------- One mornin' at breakfast, I said to my wife We been everywhere once and some places twice As I had another helping of country ham She said "We ain't never been to Vietnam "And there's a bunch of our boys over there." So we went to the Orient: Saigon Well we got a big welcome when we drove in Through the gates of a place that they call Long Vinh We checked in and everything got kinda quiet But a soldier boy said: "Just wait 'til tonight "Things get noisy. Things start happenin' "Big bad firecrackers." Well that night we did about four shows for the boys And they were livin' it up with a whole lot of noise We did our last song for the night And we crawled into bed for some peace and quiet But things weren't peaceful. And things weren't quiet Things were scary Well for a few minutes June never said one word And I thought at first that she hadn't heard Then a shell exploded not two miles away She sat up in bed and I heard her say: "What was that?" I said: "That was a shell, or a bomb." She said: "I'm scared." I said "Me too." Well all night long that noise kept on And the sound would chill you right to the bone The bullets and the bombs, and the mortar shells Shook our bed every time one fell And it never let up; it was gonna get worse Before it got any better Well when the sun came up, the noise died down We got a few minutes sleep, an' we were sleepin' sound When a soldier knocked on our door and said: "Last night they brought in seven dead, and 14 wounded." And would we come down to the base hospital, and see the boys "Yes!" So we went to the hospital ward by day And every night we were singin' away Then the shells and the bombs was goin' again And the helicopters brought in the wounded men Night after night; day after day Comin' and a goin' So we sadly sang for them our last song And reluctantly we said: "So long." We did our best to let 'em know that we care For every last one of 'em that's over there Whether we belong over there or not Somebody over here love's 'em, and needs 'em Well now that's about all that there is to tell About that little trip into livin' hell And if I ever go back over there any more I hope there's none of our boys there for me to sing for I hope that war is over with And they all come back home To stay In peace Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (7) Ned Kelly -------- In Australia a bandit or an outlaw was called a bushranger One of Australia's most infamous bushrangers was a man named Ned Kelly Ned Kelly was a wild young bushranger Out of Victoria he rode with his brother Dan He loved his people and he loved his freedom And he loved to ride the wide open land Ned Kelly was a victim of the changes That came when his land was a sprout and seed And the wrongs he did were multiplied in legend With young Australia growing like a weed Ned Kelly took the blame Ned Kelly won the fame Ned Kelly brought the shame And then Ned Kelly hanged Well he hid out in the bush and in the forest And he loved to hear the wind blow in the trees While the men behind the badge were coming for him Ned said they'll never bring me to my knees But everything was changed and run in cycles And Ned knew that his day was at an end He made a suit of armour out of ploughshares But Ned was brought down by the trooper's men Ned Kelly took the blame Ned Kelly won the fame Ned Kelly brought the shame And then Ned Kelly hanged Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (8) Look For Me -------- Look for me there in the morning When the clay of worthless ground Is baked into the brick to build the church That doesn't mind to wait with patience till it's found He said children look for me look for me Look for me late in the evening when the honey bear is lost And hears a buzz of honey bees that leads him on and feeds him Till his hunger feels at home he said children look for me look for me Look for me look for me love will be there beside you Love will be there to guide you look for me He said help me to help you to help yourself to me He said children look for love look for me Look for me there in the hand That drops a penny in the cup And in the hand that lends its strength To help the lonely through the night and lift the beggar up He said children look for me look for me Look for me there in the chill of dawn and in the newborn eyes Of a baby left discarded by a girl we could offer nothing more Than a small back alley prayer he said children look for me look for me Look for me look for me love will be there beside you Love will be there to guide you look for me He said help me to help you to help yourself to me He said children look for love look for me Writer(s): Norman Petty, Buddy Holly, Jerry Allison -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (9) Dear Mrs. -------- Dear Mrs though we've never met I know very much about you I know that you've got hair that shines like the morning sun You've got eyes that hold the blueness of the sky And of the deepest sea on a clear day and a smile that has a sparkle of a diamond I know that because I've heard him say those things about you These're the thoughts and the words of a man Who spent many heart breaking years behind prison walls The father of your children the man who worshipped the very ground that you walk on He had a picture of you Mrs it was old and faded and torn But you could tell at a glance that he never exaggerated in his thoughts and visions He never left his cell without first checking to see if he had your picture with him He was a young man when he first came to prison And he talked a great deal about you but as the years passed he talked less and less And during his last year here I don't believe he ever said a word to anybody He had the appearance of a man much older than he really was He walked with his head down and his shoulders saggin' And the walk itself seemed to take a great deal of effort He never received a letter or had a visitor while he was here in prison But never did he stop looking and waitin' Every day at mail call you could see him standing close to his bars With the look of a child awaiting a reward Even after the mailman had passed his cell his pleading eyes would follow beggin' As always he'd feel of his shirt pocket and then just stand there Staring at the emptiness and as always I could Somehow feel the lump in his throat And the burning in his eyes you know Mrs like just before you start to cry Well I thought you might like to know that they buried his body today Just outside the prison walls They buried him there because nobody cared enough to claim his body You know there was even a couple of old convicts there that actually cried No not because they cared for him but for what he died from they cared for Loneliness every prisoner knows loneliness but some know it more than others The man that they buried today had died many times Every day he waited hopin' and prayin' for a letter or a card Or just a note or anything to let him know that somewhere out there Somebody cared for him That assurance never came and today he died Mrs He died from loneliness starved for love a love that nobody ever wanted You see no man woman or child is immune to the need of love or to be loved No matter how terrible his crime might have been The death he died from today was more inhuman But his suffering is over now and he's resting in a pauper's grave in a prison suit And in his pocket is an old torn and faded picture of yes of you Mrs Writer(s): Andrew J. Arnette Jr. -------- Man In Black (1971) -------- -------- (10) I Talk To Jesus Every Day -------- Well you talk about important people that you say you know Presidents and superstars of big television shows Well I know someone personally who's bigger than 'em all And next to him your superstars look mighty small And I have a talk with him each day and he's interested in every word I say No secretary ever tells me he's been called away I talk to Jesus every day Well now I don't think that I'll ever be in any Hall of Fame And the social register of wealthy folks might drop my name But my name is written in the book of life I'm proud to say And that's all that really matters anyway And I talk to Jesus every day and he's interested in every word I say No secretary ever tells me he's been called away I talk to Jesus every day I talk to Jesus every day Writer(s): Glenn Tubb -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (1) Opening Dialogue -------- In April of 1775 This great nation started comin' alive Ol' King George didn't like it one bit So he proceeded to throw him a royal fit He told his generals better get 'em back in line Make 'em pay my taxes now America is mine Stop that Independence cops before it gets around Or it'll gonna be hard to hold them rebels down Well the King was talking bout the men like Paul Revere And the minute men who held their dream of Independence dear They kept their eyes on the British they watched 'em day and night They knew very soon they'd get their chance to stand and fight Yes they knew that the British would get movin' any hour So they arranged a signal in the Northern Church Tower Paul was watchin' when the tower showed a light And he started on his midnight ride He jumped on his horse hoofs started a hummin' He screamed out his warning redcoats're comin' Better get your guns and your fightin' britches on They're comin' and they're eight hundred strong Next mornin' at Concord and Lexington town The spirit of freedom turned the redcoats around When we praise the men who made this mighty nation we have here Then let's remember Paul Revere yes let's remember Paul Revere I guarantee you somethin' and I wanna tell you all That we never would've been here if it hadn't been for Paul Yes sir I surely doubt us ever bein' here If it hadn't been for that man on that horse named Mr Revere Writer(s): G.d. Tubb -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (3) Begin West Movement -------- 1776 the thirteen colonies Broke away from British rule and took a stand "We're on our own", they said And they looked across the land With a defiant challenge They looked across the land "We will conquer you", the colonists said "We see your mighty mountains We know of your lush green valleys We're comin' to claim you, to tame you" And the 'Movement Westward' started Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (4) The Road To Kaintuck -------- We're goin' west to Kaintuck down the road to Moccasin Gap Down the wilderness road The Dug Road the old Reedy Creek Road The Road down Troublesome Road through Moccasin Gap There was a time when goin' way out west meant goin' to Kaintuck The dark and bloody ground as Indians called it Indians wars were ragin' and men like Daniel Boone and Michael Stoner Came down the wilderness road like countless families did Through a place in south West Virginia called Big Moccasin Gap It's a hot day in '73 and this is my wife and my kids with me Daniel Boone lost his boy the other day young Jim Boone is dead twenty miles away The wagons turn and went back home even Daniel couldn't make it alone I guess prob'ly Daniel could but he stopped awhile in castle wood (If you love your wife and love your baby man Turn your wagons back as soon as you can Ev'ry Injun in these hills has gone berserk you never gonna make it to Kaintuck) Ah I bet I'm gonna make it to Kaintuck We're goin' west to Kaintuck down the road to Moccasin Gap Down the wilderness road The Dug Road the old Reedy Creek Road The Road down Troublesome Road through Moccasin Gap The Dug Road the old Reedy Creek Road The Road down Troublesome Road through Moccasin Gap Writer(s): June Carter -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (5) To The Shining Mountains -------- Yes, went they through the Lehigh Valley To Lake Erie past Virginia And the land called out its challenge Bring your men to match our mountains See the green Ohio Valley See the Cumberland, the Wabash On the Tennessee they floated On great rafts to the Mississippi And the Cherokee and Shawnee And the Creek and The Ojibwa And the Choctaw and the Quapaw And all the tribes along the rivers [?] that they were coming That the white man was upon them They built their homes along the rivers Built their churches, brought their preachers Came upon the white misery Stopped before the shining mountains Many died from the beginning For the freedom of America Like that day down in New Orleans Writer(s): John R Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (6) The Battle Of New Orleans -------- In 1814 we took a little trip Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip' We took a little bacon and we took a little beans We fought the bloody British in the town of New Orleans We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Well we looked down the river and we see'd the British come And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum They stepped so high and they began to sing We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin But there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' on Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Well we fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down And we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannon ball and powdered his behind And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin Wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go Oh Papapa, papapa, papapa on Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin Wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' on Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico They ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Writer(s): James Morris -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (7) Southwestward -------- Added to their thirteen colonies Tennessee, Vermont, Kentucky Louisiana and Ohio and Mississippi and Indiana Alabama Maine Missouri Added Arakansas and Michigan added Florida and Texas And in Texas five thousand men under Santa Anna Had crossed the Rio Grande headed for San Antonio David Crockett left Tennessee with the volunteers headed for San Antonio At a Spanish mission near San Antonio they met a knife-fighter And a gambler named Jim Bowie and a Britisher named Travis One hundred eighty Americans against five thousand to the death Writer(s): John R Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (8) Remember The Alamo -------- And a hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh Any man that would fight to the death crossed over But him that would live, better fly And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below! That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo Bowie lay dying, but his powder was ready and dry Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply And young David Crockett was singing and laughing With gallantry fears in his eyes For God and for freedom, a man more than willing to die Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below! That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo And then they sent a young scout from the battlements, bloody and loud With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud "Grieve not little darling, my dying, if Texas is sovereign and free We'll never surrender and ever with liberty be" Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below! That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo Writer(s): Jane G R Bowers -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (9) Opening The West -------- And the shining Rocky Mountains looked down on the people coming Strong and sturdy freedom lovin' settlers cowboys pioneers Now no foreign crown would rule them Now a nation strong was standing even bigger was it growing Added Iowa, Wisconsin then broke through the shining mountains Staked a claim on California Panned the gold out of its rivers irrigated desert valleys Oregon, Minnesota, Kansas now were added to the total Making 34 to number of the States now in the Union And the years 1860 to 65 the history books're full of it The sadness the heartbreak and the songs of that period Tell us of a sadness and of a heartbreak when the nation was torn asunder Writer(s): John R Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (10) Lorena -------- The years creep slowly by, lorena, The snow is on the grass again; The sun's low down the sky, lorena, The frost gleams where the flowers have been. But my heart beats on as warmly now, As when the summer days were nigh; The sun can never dip so low, Or down affections cloudless sky. A hundred months have passed, lorena, Since last I held that hand in mine, And felt the pulse beat fast, lorena, Though mine beat faster far than thine. A hundred months, 'twas flowery may, When up the hilly slope we climbed, To watch the dying of the day, And hear the distant church bells chime. We loved each other then, lorena, More than we ever dared to tell; And what we might have been, lorena, Had but our lovings prospered well. But then, 'tis past, the years are gone, I'll not call up their shadowy forms; I'll say to them, "lost years, sleep on! Sleep on! nor heed life's pelting storms." The story of that past, lorena, Alas! I care not to repeat, The hopes that could not last, lorena, They lived, but only lived to cheat. I would not cause e'en one regret To rankle in your bosom now; For "if we try, we may forget," Were words of thine long years ago. Yes, these were words of thine, lorena, They burn within my memory yet; They touched some tender chords, lorena, Which thrill and tremble with regret. 'twas not thy woman's heart that spoke; Thy heart was always true to me: A duty, stern and pressing, broke The tie which linked my soul with thee. It matters little now, lorena, The past is in the eternal past; Our heads will soon lie low, lorena, Life's tide is ebbing out so fast. There is a future! o, thank god! Of life this is so small a part! 'tis dust to dust beneath the sod; But there, up there, 'tis heart to heart. Writer(s): Charlie Williams -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (11) The Gettysburg Address -------- "Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate - we can not consecrate - we can not hallow - this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us - that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion - that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain - that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom - and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth." Writer(s): Bernie Wayne, Abraham Lincoln -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (12) The West -------- Then came West Virginia came Nevada and Nebraska Colorado and Dakota, Washington, Montana, Idaho, Wyoming And the West was opened up And for ther first time it seems That the nation was really conscious of itself as a nation Railroad tracks crossed the land as did telegraph wires Public opinion and great ideas were now reflected on a national basis And never in this land before us and never more hereafter Will a land know such a people as a man we call a cowboy His hat and his bandana his unique brand of lingo All his devil deeds of daring bold and skillful in the saddle Brave and daring in the rambling wild and eager in exploring Land that calls him with a challenge But the land was already claimed by a people When the cowboy came and when the soldiers came The story of the American Indian is in a lot of ways a story of tragedy Like that day at Wounded Knee South Dakota Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (13) Big Foot -------- But the land was already claimed by a people when the cowboy came and when the soldiers came. The story of the American Indian is in a lot of ways a story of tragedy, like that day at Wounded Knee, South Dakota. Big Foot was an Indian chief Of the Minneconjou band, A band of Minneconjou Sioux From South Dakota land. Big Foot said to Custer, "Stay away from Crazy Horse." But Custer crossed into Sioux land, And he never came back across. Then Big Foot led his people To a place called Wounded Knee, And they found themselves surrounded By the 7th Cavalry. Big chief Big Foot, Rise up from your bed, Minneconjou babies cry For their mothers lying dead. Big Foot was down with a fever When he reached Wounded Knee; And his people all were prisoners Of the 7th Cavalry. Two hundred women and children And another hundred men Raised up a white flag of peace, But peace did not begin. An accidental gunshot And Big Foot was first to die; And over the noise of the rifles You could hear the babies cry. Big chief Big Foot, It's good that you can't see Revenge is being wrought By Custer's 7th Cavalry. Then smoke hung over the canyon On that cold December day. All was death and dying Around where Big Foot lay. Farther on up the canyon Some had tried to run and hide; But death showed no favorites, Women, men, and children died. One side called it a "massacre," The other a "victory," But the white flag is still waving Today at Wounded Knee. Big chief Big Foot, Your Minneconjou band Is more than remembered here In South Dakota land. Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (14) Like A Young Colt -------- Like a young cold the country was now growing fast Passenger trains in the east were traveling a hundred miles an hour People in the country could buy clothes by mail order And get 'em back within two weeks After twenty years or more the South Was still mending its wounds from the civil war But with all the country's problems The union was solid Red American novelists and poets Were coming into their own People were expressing their love For America in song and in poem And in South Carolina A high tone southern gentleman Expressed his love and admiration For his president James A Garfield in such a way Writer(s): John R Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (15) Mister Garfield -------- Mr. Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr. Garfield been shot down low Me and my brother was down close to the depot when I heard the report of a pistol My brother run out and come back in all excited And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said Mr. Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr. Garfield been shot down low Lord I knew the President was supposed to be at the depot that day And we just would't believe that he's shot But we'd run over there and there was so many folks around That we couldn't see him but some lady was standin' there cryin' And I said m'am what was it that happened m'am and she said Mr. Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr. Garfield been shot down low Well everybody drifted off toward home finally And they looked like they felt about as bad as I did But in a few weeks I heard that the President was still alive And I told my brother I said let's get on that train and go to where he's laid up hurt Well when we got to his big house up there I asked the fellow I said who was it that did it who was it that shoot the President And he said it was Charlie Guiteau that shoot Mr. Garfield and I said Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man good man Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man low I heard some fellow there that had been in the house to see the President And I sidled up him to listen to what he was tellin' and he said Mrs Lucretia Garfield was always at his side In the heat of the day fannin' him when he was hot He said that just that day the President said to Mrs Lucretia He said Crete honey (he called her Crete) Said if somethin' worse happens to me after awhile you get yourself a good man And Mrs Lucretia said James (she called him James) She said I won't hear to that now she said I love you too much but he said You'll make some good man a good wife good wife You'll make some man a good good good wife (Don't pull in single harness all your life good gal Don't pull in single harness all your life) That's what he said don't pull in single harness all your life Well a few days later I come back to where the President was restin' And it seems everybody was cryin' The flag was hangin' halfway up to the flagpole in front of the house And everybody looked so sad and I asked a soldier boy there And I said is is is Mr. Garfield and he said yeah he's gone Gonna lay him in that cold lonesome ground down low Gonna lay him in that cold lonesome ground Well they laid the President by that long cold branch Mr. Garfield's been laid down low Mr. Garfield has been shot dow Mr. Garfield's been shot (Mr. Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr. Garfield been shot down low) Writer(s): Jack Elliott -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (16) A Proud Land -------- Then came Utah, Oklahoma, New Mexico was 47 48 was Arizona and the land was all a Union Now a proud strong land swelled its chest and kept on growing She survived many wars but now the great war the war to all the wars Dealth her a stunning blow Two million men shipped overseas to help win the great war Writer(s): John R Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (17) The Big Battle -------- I think sir the battle is over, and the young soldier lay down his gun. I'm tired of running for cover, I'm certain the battle is done. For see over there where we fought them, it's quiet for they've all gone away. All left is the dead and the dying, the blue lying long side the grave. So you think the battle is over, and you even lay down your gun. You carelessly rise from your cover, for you think the battle is done. Now boy hit the dirt, listen to me, for I'm still the one in command. Get flat on the ground here beside me, and lay your heart to the sand. Can you hear the deafening rumble, can you feel the trembling ground. It's not just the horses and wagons that make such a deafening sound. For every shot fired had an echo and every man killed wanted life. There lies your friend Jim McKinney, can you take the news to his wife? No son the battle's not over, the battle has only begun. The rest of the battle will cover the part that has blackened the sun. The fight yet to come is not with cannon, nor will the fight be hand-to-hand No one will regroup the forces, no charge will a general command. The battle will rage in the bosom of mother and sweetheart and wife. Brother and sister and daughter will grieve for the rest of their lives. Now go ahead, rise from your cover, be thankful that God let you live. Go fight the rest of the battle for those who gave all they could give. I see sir the battle's not over, the battle has only begun The rest of the battle will cover this part that has blackened the sun. For though there's no sound of the cannon and though there's no smoke in the sky. I'm dropping the gun and the saber and ready for battle am I. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (18) On Wheels And Wings -------- Now the nation moved on wheels Will Rogers said we hold the distinction on being the only nation In the history of the world ever to go to the poorhouse in an automobile Ha ha ha well the country went to the poorhouse all right Then it got back to its feet To become the mose powerful nation in the history of the world Writer(s): Unidentified -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (19) Come Take A Trip On My Airship -------- Come take a trip in my airship come take a trip round the stars Come take a sail around Venus come take a sail around Mars No one to watch while we're kissing no one to see while we spoon Come take a trip in my airship we'll visit the Man in the Moon -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (20) Reaching For The Stars -------- Add Alaska and Hawaii make the total half a hundred Half a hundred states united joined together as one body Arms that reach across the northland to the far off state Alaska Arms that reach across the water to the far off state Hawaii Arms of some two hundred million Thanking God for having brought us safely thus far in our journey We're reaching for the stars that beckon reaching for the stars that call us And we answer back still louder by the power of God that brought us We are reaching we are reaching reaching for the stars tomorrow Writer(s): John R Cash -------- America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song (1972) -------- -------- (21) These Are My People -------- These are my people this is the land where my forefathers lie These are my people in brotherhood we're heirs of a creed to live by A creed that proclaims that by loved ones blood stains This is my land and these are my people These are my people they were born on and lived by the land These are my people and their cities were raised by hard working hands And their faces to tell that they're holding on well To this their land yes these are my people These are my people these are the ones who will reach for the stars These are my people that a light of the earth you can tell they are ours A new step to take and a new day will break For this my land yes these are my people these're my people hmm Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (1) Narration -------- Silent Night - that means Christmas to some people Here comes Santa Claus here comes Santa Claus That means Christmas to some people A lot of people from different parts of the country and all over the world Have different ways of celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ The prophets of old had foretold of his comin' for four thousand years And a lot of people say that the wise men from the East were probably astronomers That may have studied the stars and knew that the new star that was gonna To appear in the East the time of it was at hand A lot of others of course say that they were told by God That the star was about to appear so they could begin their long journey From the East and where was the East Some people say it could have been India some people speculate That one of the wise men came from as far away as Korea all away cross Asia And he must have been a comin' for many months maybe Maybe even years to get to the place where that new star That was to hang over that manger in the town of Bethlehem Ten miles from Jerusalem Whatever the shepherds came in from the fields And you know it's really somethin' that a shepherd would leave his flock To come in for anything because that was really about a crime for a man to do That was shepherd to leave his flock of sheep And come in for anything because the sheep were man's lively hood The milk and the meat and the wool for the clothing It really took something for a shepherd to leave a flock And there were a lot of 'em that did it and came in to worship the new baby Jesus That was born in the manger The wise men came bearing gifts of gold frankincense and myrrh And they brought them and laid them at the foot of the manger where Jesus lay And you know the voice of God so the scriptures say According to the scriptures had been silent for four hundred years There had not been a divinely inspired prophet for four hundred years And all of a sudden you can imagine what kind of night it must have been For a new star to suddenly appear out of the heavens And shepherds to leave their flock and men Wealthy lookin' strangers come in from the East And all of a sudden on top of all that a heavenly choir to start to singin' Singin' voices from heaven,singing words that they understood Words like peace on Earth good will to men - what a night it must have been -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (2) King Of Love -------- He wants to own your heart He already owns your soul No matter what you do He's always in control And when he calls your name you have to follow Like moths into a flame, no fear or sorrow will fall upon you You belong to the King of Love He wants to know your thoughts He already knows your mind No matter where you are You're someone he'll always find His very mention brings the slightest shudder Deep inside you know there is no other as skilled and tender Just surrender to the King of Love But when the night falls down, he will not wear a crown No jewels upon his hands, he is just a man He wants to rule your world He already rules your dreams No matter what you want He'll never make you Queen Still when he calls your name you have to answer And when his music plays you are a dancer for him the only Never lonely, King of Love For him the only, never lonely, King of Love Writer(s): Harold Wilson Reid -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (3) Narration -------- Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse sleigh hey Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh Dashing through the snow in a one horse open sleigh Over the fields we go laughing all the way(ha ha ha) Bells on bobtail ring making sprits bright What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight Oh Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh Hey! Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh You know I hate the cold That's why I always go Down south to drink some rum On a island in the sun There's nothing like St. Barts With the palm trees swaying slow Or being there on Jost Van Dyke When the New Year comes and goes Oh jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh hey Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (5) Narration -------- When the days of December are numbered, And the earth begs it's snowflakes to fall... That's the time of the year that Christmas is here, With peace and goodwill for all... How I love that Christmas feelin' How I treasure it's friendly glow... See the way a stranger greets you, Just as though you'd met him Christmas's ago! Christmas helps you to remember, To do what other folks hold dear... What a blessed place the world would be, If we had the Christmas feelin' all year! Writer(s): Jimmy Peppers, Tom Cash -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (7) My Merry Christmas Song -------- Merry Christmas Mary thank you for the child Thank you for Lord Jesus thank you for the child Christmas time is here again peace on Earth good will to men The air is filled with joyful sounds merry wishing all around Giving and receiving gifts stopping by to thank all of our friends And we thank you Mary for helping give God's greatest gift to man Merry Christmas Mary thank you for the child Thank you for Lord Jesus thank you for the child Merry Christmas Mary to often we forget To thank you for your part in giving the greatest Christmas present yet Merry Christmas Mary -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (8) Merry Christmas Mary -------- Joseph was tired They'd been traveling all day And it was almost midnight Before he found a place to stay He put the burrow in the stall Then knelt beside his wife To comfort her As she went through The pain of giving life And up above a star was shining brightly in the sky Joseph held the baby child And showed him to his wife And he said, "Merry Christmas, Mary Let me be the first to say, Merry Christmas, Mary The son of God has come to us today" There was someone at the door And Joseph turned to see Some plain and simple shepherd men Down on bended knee They talked about an angel Who told them where to come In the middle of the night to see God's only son Then later there came wisemen Bearing gifts and offerings And Joseph led them all to see And praise the new born king And they said, "Merry Christmas, Mary Let us be the first to say, Merry Christmas, Mary The son of God has come to us today" Tears of joy Were gently flowing Out of Joseph's eyes While up above the angels sang "Glory to God!" Merry Christmas, Mary Let us be the first to say, Merry Christmas, Mary The son of God has come to us today The son of God has come to us today Writer(s): M.s. Tubb, Reba Hancock -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (9) Narration -------- Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin' Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home Snowflakes are falling, my old home's a calling Tall pines are humming, Christmas time's a-coming Can't you hear them bells ringing, ringing joy, joy hear them singing When it's snowing I'll be going back to my country home Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin' Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home Holly's in the window, home's where the wind blows Can't walk for running, Christmas time's a-comin' Can't you hear them bells ringing, ringing joy, joy hear them singing When it's snowing I'll be going back to my country home Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin' Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home White candles burning, my old heart's a yearning For the folks at home when Christmas time's a-coming Can't you hear them bells ringing, ringing joy, joy hear them singing When it's snowing I'll be going back to my country home Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin' Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (11) Narration -------- How bout your Christmas Flute I think maybe eh that I enjoy Christmas now more than I did back then Because I think seein' my my family wife and two kids get things that they like I enjoy that more than anything more than the Christmas years ago is the Christmas we have now And eh course I know I was real fortunate in not ever having to really want for anything at Christmas time -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (12) Christmas With You -------- It's so nice to spend Christmas with you The times that I've seen Christmas come and go are now two score I wish you a merry Christmas and I wish you a many more It's good to see the children laugh with joy the way they do And it's nice to spend Christmas with you That old fashioned Christmas is a sweet memory Except for all the Christmasses that you weren't there with me But now I really feel the spirit cause I love you like I do And it's nice to spend Christmas with you I remember Christmas when I little could afford And I try to remember it's the birthday of our Lord Well I'll not forget to thank him for his blessing's on me too And that I can spend Christmas with you That old fashioned Christmas... It's so nice to spend Christmas with you Writer(s): Brian Potter, Terry Lupton -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (13) Narration -------- Yes times was hard along about that time We were lucky if we had a radio battery But as John says in his song We were all together which meant more than anything else Well Mama I'll dedicate this to you and ask Mother Maybelle Carter to play it This is Christmas as I knew it -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (14) Christmas As I Knew It -------- One day near Christmas when I was just a child Mama called us together and mama tried to smile She said you know the cotton crop hadn't been too good this year There's not a lot of spending money and well at least we're all here I hope you won't expect a lot of Christmas presents Just be thankful that there is plenty to eat That'll make things a little more pleasant And us kids got to thinking how really blessed we were At least we were all healthy and most of all we had her Roy cut down a pine oak tree and we drug it home Jack and me Daddy killed a squirrel and Louise made the bread Reba decorated the tree with popcorn strings before we went to bed Mama and daddy sacrificed because this Christmas was kind of lean After all there was the babies Tom and Joanne And babies need a few things I whittled a whistle for my brother Jack And though we disagreed now and then When I gave Jack that whistle he knew I thought the world of him Mama made the girl's dresses out of flower sacks And when she ironed them down You couldn't tell that they hadn't come from town A sharecropper family across the road didn't have it as good as us They didn't even have a light and it was way past dusk And mama said, "Well I bet they don't even have coal oil Let alone apples and oranges and such" Me and Jack took a jar of coal oil nd some hickernuts we'd found We walked to the sharecropper's porch and set 'em down A poor old ragged lady eased open the door She picked up the coal oil and hickernuts and said "I sure do thank you" and quickly closed the door We started back home me and Jack And about halfway we stopped looked back And in the sharecropper's window at last was a light So for one of the neighbors and for us it was a good Christmas night Christmas came and Christmas went Christmas that year was heaven sent And my daddy put on his rubber boots And paced the floor waiting for the thaw Back home in Dyess Arkansas Writer(s): Jan Howard, June Cash -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (15) Narration -------- You know Carl Perkins and I lived right across the Mississippi River from each other I bet you coulda heard my Daddy shootin' that dynamite on Christmas mornin' if you'd been listenin' Carl John I probably did cause we didn't have a lot of nothin' I memeber we drug one ole firecracker around and wore it out we's afraid to light it Things in Lake County wadn't too bright but kinda like Marshall said we kinda filled up on love around that time of the year That's when the crops was all out and eh I remember my folks my mom and dad kinda pinched the pennies And that's when we got our new overall britches I kinda strutted around pretty good on Christmas Day with those on But Christmas to me is a sad and a warm time of the year We did a lotta singin' that's about all we had And that wadn't too good But there's a lotta sweet memories over in Lake County for me -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (16) When You're Twenty-One -------- It was Christmas Eve the night your poor Maw died son And I reckon she prayed all of her life that she could raise you to be twenty-one Me and you never moved into town boy we just kept on livin' out here Aw and life's been good and bad Son for the past twenty-one years Oh I remember now when you were a little fella and I used to take my boy to church And when you sang the Christmas carols with the other boys oh it gave Daddy's heart a jerk Why you sounded a lot like a little angel Boy And to Papa you sure looked sweet Even though your little ragged britches came half way to your skinny little knees Oh and it made your Poppa proud boy and it filled my ole heart with joy The Preacher'd step down and he'd pat your head and he say My my got yourself a fine little boy Well maybe my life down here's about over boy Maybe my days on earth's about done Maybe now I'll see your Mama and live with the Lord boy But Merry Christmas to you and a happy birthday Son -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (17) An Old Fashioned Tree -------- How I miss that old fashioned Christmas! Carols being sung by the tree, Window's candlelight shining bright for the whole world to see Children's eyes of sweet expectations Wondering what each present will hold Lying in their beds and impatient On long Christmas eves of old It used to be that all the family would gather for this one night It used to be that special feeling shared together knowing Christmas was here one night a Year How I miss that old fashioned Christmas! Memories that last through the years Call me sentimental; don't mind if you do I wish an old fashioned Christmas to you!@song: at the end of a song They tell me Somewhere this life isn't crazy But I've travelled the world far and wide And I say they're wrong Don't sell me Stories that music's a lady It's not when the singer's alone At the end of a song At the end of a song There's no one After the last note is played Only the memory stays Then even that fades away And there's nothing so hard As convincing your heart That you should start singing again You told me Nothing could change perfect lovers But like ev'ry promise you made It broke before long It's lonely Falling away from each other But we've come to the last of your words And the end of a song At the end of a song There's no one After the last note is played Only the memory stays Then even that fades away And there's nothing so hard As convincing your heart That you should start singing again -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (18) Narration -------- You know when I was a kid at the end of that Christmas day like Carl says We were all tired from chasin' somebody else's bicycle Or runnin' up and down the road or somethin' But I remember you know one of the biggest blessings That I can remember from Christmas time was a radio Like all year you know radio back then you didn't hear Christmas carols on ev'ry There wadn't ev'ry street corners there wadn't street corners And there weren't chorial groups runnin' up and down the road In front of your house singin' Christmas carols And it's somethin' that we take for granted now, but when I was a kid It was a real privilege and a treat to hear Christmas carol And about the end of Christmas day when we were all tired And we'd had all we could eat I remember sittin' down and turnin' on the radio And hearin' the Christmas carols played on the radio stations all around That we picked up in Northeast Arkansas And it was a real thrill if we could hear a song like this -------- Johnny Cash Family Christmas (1972) -------- -------- (19) Silent Night -------- (Silent night holy night) Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright Round young virgin mother and child holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace Silent night holy night all is dark save the light See the eastern wise men bring gifts and homage to our King Christ the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born Silent night (holy night) all is calm all is bright Poorest dreams from heaven afar heavenly host sing hallelujah (Christ the Savious is born Jesus the Saviour is born) Silent night holy night wonderous dark lend Thy light With the angels let us sing hallelujah hail the King Christ the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born. Writer(s): Traditional -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (1) Kate -------- Well I saw you with another It made me lose my mind Shot you with my '38 And now I'm doin' time And you put me here You put me here Well there's no way to doubt There ain't no two ways about it As sure as your name's Kate You put me here I've been tryin' to tell 'em That I didn't do no wrong Only gave you what you been Deservin' all along And you put me here You put me here There ain't no use denyin' You done it with your lyin' As sure as your name's Kate You put me here Well the jury found me guilty They wouldn't hear my plea I listened as that judge said Murder in the first degree And you put me here You put me here Well there ain't no need to doubt There ain't no two ways about it As sure as your name's Kate You put me here Now the warden and the preacher They're lettin' me go slow It won't be long until I'm gone Just thirteen steps to go And you put me here You put me here There's just one way to figure Your cheatin' pulled the trigger As sure as your name's Kate You put me here Well there ain't no need to doubt There ain't no two ways about it As sure as your name's Kate You put me here Kate, you just plain bad, you know that... Writer(s): Marty Robbins -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (2) Melva's Wine -------- Every year about this time My wife Melva made some wine Every year about this time The air is sweet as Melva's wine And I sip her wine and I listen to the robin sings And the river runs through Kingston Springs Every year about this time A few old friends come up to walk Every year about this time A few old friends stop by to talk And we talk about the crops and weather and things And the young folks here in Kingston Springs I got the brother up Chicago way He wants me to visit him someday and I may sometimes But not as long as the robin sings And the river runs through Kingston Springs It was last year about this time Melva made her last batch of wine It was last year about this time She left for me her warm sweet wine She could sing as sweet as robins sing Above her grape in Kingston Springs 'Cause it was last year about this time That Melva made this glass of wine I got the brother up Chicago way He wants me to visit him someday and I may sometimes But not as long as the robin sings And the river runs through Kingston Springs 'Cause that was last year about this time That Melva made this glass of wine -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (3) A Thing Called Love -------- Six foot six he stood on the ground He weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds But I saw that giant of a man brought down To his knees by love He was the kind of man that would gamble on luck Look you in the eye and never back up But I saw him crying like a little whipped pup Because of love You can't see it with your eyes, hold it in your hands But like the wind it covers our land Strong enough to rule the heart of any man This thing called love It can lift you up never let you down Take your world and turn it around Ever since time nothing's ever been found That's stronger than love Most men are like me, they struggle and doubt They trouble their minds day in and day out Too busy with livin' to worry about A little word like love But when I see a mother's tenderness As she holds her young close to her breast Then I thank god that the world's been blessed With a thing called love You can't see it with your eyes, hold it in your hands But like the wind it covers our land Strong enough to rule the heart of any man This thing called love It can lift you up never let you down Take your world and turn it around Ever since time nothing's ever been found That's stronger than love Ever since time nothing's ever been found That's stronger than love Writer(s): Jerry Reed Hubbard -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (4) I Promise You -------- I promised you the day you marry me I'll be everything to you that I should be And while you're in the springtime of your years You'll not know what it's like to shed a tear I'll be the same through all that we go through I promise you, I promise you I promise you for richer or for poorer I'll more than share each pain that you endure And when you're in the autumn of your years You'll call me in the night and I'll be near I love you and I'll let you know I do I promise you, I promise you I promise you for better or for worse I'll stand by you as I did at the first And when you're in the winter of your years I'll be right by your side to dry your tears Yes, I'll be the same through all that we go through I promise you, I promise you I promise you, I promise you Writer(s): John R Cash -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (5) Papa Was A Good Man -------- It rained all the way to Cincinnati With our mattress on top of the car Us kids were eatin' crackers and baloney And papa kept on driving never stopped once at a bar Then mama started talking about Jesus And how our lives could be from now on While papa bought a used tire in Columbus Mama rocked the baby till all her tears were gone She said your papa is a good man and don't you kids forget it The whiskey's tryin' to ruin him but I know the Lord won't let it Then we sang Amazing Grace and Bringing In The Sheaves Rock of ages, rock of ages cleft for me I remember when papa finally gave up drinking I think mama was the only one on earth that really thought he could I remember all the times we'd packed everything we owned Into some old car and started out for some new town And through it all mama's faith was the one thing That was strong enough to finally do some good She said your papa is a good man and don't you kids forget it The whiskey's tryin' to ruin him but I know the Lord won't let it Then we sang Amazing Grace and Bringing In The Sheaves Rock of ages, rock of ages cleft for me -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (6) Tear Stained Letter -------- I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter, I'm gonna mail it straight to you. I'm gonna bring back to your mind, What you said about always bein' true. About our secret hidin' places; Bein' daily satisfied. I can see you sittin' and readin' it, While you hang you head and cry. I just hope you're not so sad, 'Cause you're gonna go down suicide. I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter: Put it special delivery. 'Cause it's gonna be full of stuff, That's only known to you and me. 'Bout how every time I get turned on, You turn me off and bring me down. It'll be about the darkest news, That ever did arrive in your hometown. It'll be about the saddest thing, Your mailman ever did bring around. I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter, I'm gonna tell you one more time That you still could reconsider, And come back to bein' mine. And if you think about what I'm sayin', It'd be hard to refuse. Just be sure you think a long time On the answer that you choose. It will be a most important piece Of personal private news. I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter: Mark it "Personal Private News." And I hope you'll keep it to yourself, And don't go 'round cryin' the blues. Givin' off a bad impression As to what went really wrong. When what it was was that suddenly, The music was all gone. And this man and woman got cut off, In the middle of our song. I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter: I'm gonna put it to a tune. So I'll be sendin' with it A sweet melody for you. And not some red-hot, upbeat zinger, That'll set your body on fire. But a hunk of love included, Meant to take you a little higher. And to settle on your sweet, sweet mind, At night when you retire. Writer(s): Richard Thompson -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (7) Mississippi Sand -------- I was born down in the bottoms of the flat black Delta land I grew up picking cotton in the Mississippi sand My mama said son take that girl and go make her your wife Or you'll be stuck here in this mud all of your life Will the water roll it all way this secret that I hold Will the water roll it all away will it cleanse my aching soul But a man's gotta make it sometime a man's gotta take a stand Or he'll get left in the Mississippi sand A stranger came to town with two torn shoes upon his feet Singing songs of sadness picking girls off of the street He made a little bit of music was a leader of a band And they call him the muddy Mississippi band My girl was Ruby Colter and she was on her teens I took her out to churches to socials schools and things She was a rose just right for picking and he nipped her in the bud And he left her here in the Mississippi mud Will the water roll it all way this secret that I hold Will the water roll it all away will it cleanse my aching soul But a man's gotta make it sometime a man's gotta take a stand Or he'll get left in the Mississippi sand Then me and old Carl we caught him right down by the store We choked him just a little bit and held him to the floor We relived him of his pocketbook his blood and other things Now the Mississippi man's no longer mean Will the water roll it all way this secret that I hold Will the water roll it all away will it cleanse my aching soul But a man's gotta make it sometime a man's gotta take a stand Or he'll get left in the Mississippi sand -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (8) Daddy -------- I remember when I was a lad Times were hard and things were bad But there's a silver linin' behind ev'ry cloud Just four people that 's all we were Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) Me and little brother would join right in there Singin' seems to help a troubled soul One of these days and it won't be long I'll rejoin them in a song I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne Though the circle won't be broken By and by, Lord, by and by Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) Me and little brother would join right in there In the sky, Lord, in the sky Now I remember after work mama would call in all of us You could hear us singin' for a country mile Now little brother has done gone on But I'll rejoin him in a song We'll be together again up yonder in a little while Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) Me and little brother would join right in there 'Cause singin' seems to help a troubled soul One of these days and it won't be long I'll rejoin them in a song I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne Oh no, the circle won't be broken By and by, Lord, by and by Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) Me and little brother would join right in there In the sky, Lord, in the sky In the sky, Lord, in the sky -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (9) Arkansas Lovin' Man -------- Some men were born in poverty some were born with wealth I was born a lovin' man and I just can't help myself The women have all made over this old boy ever since I was born That's why these old Arkansas travelin' shoes are so well worn I've made quite a name for myself the girls know who I am I'm a natural actual real authentical Arkansas lovin' man yes I am Now in every little town that I've been in the story is the same The girls all keep on a hangin' around playin' them lovin' games But sometimes I wish them women folks would leave this old boy alone I've thought about catchin' that next Greyhound back to my Arkansas home But there ain't no use in kiddin' myself I like the way I am I'm a natural actual real authentical Arkansas lovin' man Oh yes, I am Now you look here woman that look in your eyes says maybe you love me so But if you turn loose of my coatail I'll get my bedroll and go 'Cause I ain't nowhere near the kind of a fella that'll settle down I've got a natural talent for lovin' and I'm gonna spred it around If I ever come back your way again remember who I am I'm a natural actual real authentical Arkansas lovin' man I'm a natural actual real authentical Arkansas lovin' man yes I am Writer(s): Red Lane -------- A Thing Called Love (1972) -------- -------- (10) The Miracle Man -------- I've had some hard times in years now gone by I've had my heartaches my cup has been dry But I've never been kicked and publicly scorned And I've never worn a crown of thorns But I have somebody who did that for me The miracle man of Galilee I've got scars that show that the goin' was rough And I can remember when I almost gave up But I've not been rejected by my fellow man And I've never had nails through my hands But I have somebody who suffered for me The miracle man of Galilee I've had disappointments they still come and go They say man must suffer and it surely is so I've had mountains to climb and I always will But I don't have to climb Calvary's hill But I have somebody who did that for me The miracle man of Galilee Writer(s): John R Cash, Larry Lee Favorite -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (1) Orleans Parish Prison -------- Well, have you seen my darkhaired girl? She was set on her love to a hungry world They got her clothes anA the money she took And they wrote her name in the prison books Orleans Parish Prison won't you free my darkhaired girl? She's tired and cold and you got the gold She took from a hungry world Orleans Parish Prison won't you free my darkhaired girl? Well have seen my green eyed son? He shot a man down with a sawed off gun And they fond him down by the Pontchartrain Where they cuffed his arms with a big iron chain Orleans Parish Prison won't you free me green eyed son? I heard him say as you let him away Sorry for what he's done Orleans Parish Prison won't you free me green eyed son? Well have you missed my brother man? He took a little money with a gun in his hand Know the kids are hungry and the wife ain't well And the daddy's locked up in a prison cell Orleans Parish Prison won't you free my brother man? I know it's sad but he ain't bad He's doing the best he can Orleans Parish Prison won't you free my brother man? Writer(s): Dick Feller -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (2) Jacob Green -------- Jacob Green got busted for possession Next morning early he appeared in court But he was sent to jail to wait to be trialed at some later date Next morning early, there came a sad report At the jail they took away his clothes to shame him And to make sure Jacob Green had no pride left They cut of all his hair today they found him hanging there Afraid to face the day he killed himself It happened yesterday and if you turn your head away Somewhere in some dirty hole the scene will be rerun Not only Jacob Green, but many more you've never seen It could be someone that you love gets done Like Jacob Green got done It could be someone that you love gets done Like Jacob Green got done Jacob's father hired a team of lawyers Inspections and long inquiries were held The sheriff then retired and the papers said two guards were fired They put a brand new coat of paint on Jacob's cell But like a tomb that looks so white and shiny Inside you'll find corruption never seen And somewhere out there tonight in a dirty cell without a light There will be locked up another Jacob Green It happened yesterday and if you turn your head away Somewhere in some dirty hole the scene will be rerun Not only Jacob Green, but many more you've never seen It could be someone that you love gets done Like Jacob Green got done It could be someone that you love gets done Like Jacob Green got done Writer(s): John R Cash -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (3) Me And Bobby Mcgee -------- Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin for the trains, Feelin nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, Took us all the way to New Orleans. Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana And was blowin sad while Bobby sang the blues, With them windshield wipers slappin time and Bobby clappin hands we finally sang up every song That driver knew. Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose, And nothin aint worth nothin but its free, Feelin good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues, And buddy, that was good enough for me, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee. From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul, Standin right beside me through everythin I done, And every night she kept me from the cold. The somewhere near salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, She was lookin for the love I hope shell find, Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday, Holdin Bobbys body close to mine. Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose, And nothin left was all she left to me, Feelin good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues, And buddy, that was good enough for me. Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (4) Prisoner's Song -------- I wish I had someone to love me someone to call me their own I wish I had someone to live with cause I'm tired of livin' alone I'll be carried to the new jail tomorrow leavin' my little darling all alone With the cold prison walls all around me and my head on a pillow of stone (Make that piano cry Larry Butler) If I had the wings of an angel over these prison walls I would fly I would fly to the arms of my darling and there I'd be willing to die Writer(s): Guy Massey -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (5) Invertebraes -------- Some men spend a lifetime in the hope they can devise A chart which will an able man then someday analyze The wretched men who stumble then somehow cannot arise They'll pay one man to draw the charts another to declare What secret signs are in the lines but do they really care That one is long and one is short and one line is not there For charts or abstract documents that cannot have a soul They cannot tell why this man fell and that one reached his goal Nor can they tell why some rebel and lose all self control I think a thousand years from now as it was long ago Two roads will be for all to see but which way will man go Will he arise toward the skies to reach for some new plateau Will he devise a brave new world a world thus far unknown Will he plow under all the seeds of greed and hate he sewn Or will he steal the very field he plants his hopes upon As long as there are two such roads a man can look upon As long as some men linger deep within the twilight zone The weak will always take the road that leads to wall of stone There should be made a stone blockade torn from the prison stone And make a wall across all roads man should not walk upon And let the seeds of bitter weeds grow till that road is gone Then those who sot in higher power those who hold the might Could then direct the hordes of men on to the way that's right And then the men who draw the charts would also see the light -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (6) That Silver Haired Daddy Of Mine -------- In a vine covered Shack in the mountains Bravely fighting The battle of time There's a dear one Who's wept Through life's sorrows It's that silver Haired daddy of mine If I could recall All the heartaches Dear ole daddy I've caused you to bear If I could erase Those lines from your face And bring back The gold to your hair If God would but Grant me the power Just to turn back The pages of time I would give all I own just to put a tone To that silver Haired daddy of mine If I could recall All the heartaches Dear ole daddy I've caused you to bear If I could erase Those lines from your face And bring back The gold to your hair If God would but Grant me the power Just to turn back The pages of time I would give all I own just to put a tone To that silver Haired daddy of mine Writer(s): Gene Autry, Jimmy Long -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (7) City Jail -------- City jail city jail like an old scared dog I tuck my tail Bow my head and not a careless word is said Gotta sleep on the floor once more at city jail Well I was hangin' round the bus station Mindin' my own business like I always do When I saw this waitress in this bus station cafe And I thought I check out the action like I always do I'd give her the bad eye and made a few choices personal comments About what I thought mine and her possibilities could be for a team When she called the badge on me The badge grabbed me by the arm and he said What are you doin' hangin' around here for And I said for whatever's goin' around City jail city jail... He said no what I mean is what are you doin' Sayin' things like that to that lady And I said what's that lady's doin' with purple hair Well the badge said you're smart alec and I said no I ain't I'm just hungry And he said you're actin' like a smart alec And I said no that's how I act when I get hungry City jail city jail... Well he put me outside in a dark corner And before you could say hypocrite he hit me on the head And I said oooh don't hit me on the head I can't protect myself with the handcuffs on Please don't hit me on the head then he hit me again he hit me again he hit me again And I said oh oh oh oh oh please don't stand on my feet when you hit me I break my ankles when I fall City jail city jail... Well about that time they threw me in the wagon And that waitress walked out with a sailor I said hey you not you I'm talkin' to the purple people eater Yes you lady quote you're the cause of it all unquote Then she said to that sailor said get me away from that horrible man Harry City jail city jail... Well as they hauled me away I said everybody have a nice evening Writer(s): J R Cash -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (8) Life Of A Prisoner -------- He drinks a cup of coffee and way before the sun he's up and goin' Out on a work detail cause he knows soon the morning whistle will begin to blowin' All day out in that hot sun with no reward for any work he'll do And then he'll come back in the evening And dreams a lot of dreams that can't come true This is the life of a prisoner forgotten man that's there to stay He lives on faith and hope and courage and a few old dreams of yesterday Well no one cares about him or it seems at way to him as time goes by One day is like the other and every time he prays he prays to die He's been there for so long now he wouldn't know how to talk to men outside And though it's the life he lives for he fears the day the gates swing open wide This is the life of a prisoner... He lives on faith and hope and courage and a few old dreams of yesterday -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (9) Looking Back In Anger -------- A cold bitter mist covers your eyes torment is raging in you But you can't change the smallest part of all the wrongs you've done Looking back in anger like you do I'm not preachin' I'm just talkin' but I believe in what I say That look of anger that you keep flashin' won't accomplish you anything today Reach out your hand someone will take it Someone took mine then I saw a different view I saw it'd take take a lot more loving And a lot less looking back in anger like you do You're still a victim of the pornographic past The smutty face of evil showing through But you can't take away the scars that you put on that face Looking back in anger like you do Now I ain't preachin' I'm just talkin' but I believe in what I say That look of anger that you keep flashin' won't accomplish you anything today Reach out your hand someone will take it Someone took mine then I saw a different view I saw it'd take take a lot more loving And a lot less looking back in anger like you do -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (10) Nobody Cared -------- It all started out in Illinois with a woman that I thought was just my own She saw a new tie and a new shirt kicked her heels and flipped her skirt Slammed that door and left me standing all alone They had a love nest in his new club there went my wife all over town As I watched it I got green and with my drinkin' I got mean Stuck a match and burned that club right to the ground And I spent nine months in the hole lyin' there in solitaire And nobody cared nobody cared nobody cared There was a screw out in the hall that had me backed up to the wall Escortin' me with a water pistol in that 36 degrees With me shiverin' to my knees I ain't gonna forget about that water pistol If I've been bad you think that'll make me better If I've been a sinner you think that'll make me a saint no it ain't Freedom come and I found him made him take off All his clothes and socks and shoes Had him scramblin' on the floor tryin' to make it to the door Cryin' crawlin' screamin' bloody murder too Well I didn't really kill him though over his whole world there hung a paw I made him bend over on his knees and to his screams of Owen please Took my turpentine water pistol and I let him have it all Cause I spent nine months... And nobody cared nobody cared nobody cared -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (11) Help Me Make It Through The Night -------- Take the ribbon from your hair, Shake it loose and let it fall, Layin' soft upon my skin. Like the shadows on the wall. Come and lay down by my side 'till the early morning light All I'm takin' is your time. Help me make it through the night. I don't care what's right or wrong, I don't try to understand. Let the devil take tomorrow. Lord, tonight I need a friend. Yesterday is dead and gone And tomorrow's out of sight. And it's sad to be alone. Help me make it through the night. I don't care what's right or wrong, I don't try to understand. Let the devil take tomorrow. Lord, tonight I need a friend. Yesterday is dead and gone And tomorrow's out of sight. Lord, it's bad to be alone. Help me make it through the night Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson -------- In Osteraker (1973) -------- -------- (12) I Saw A Man -------- Last night I dreamed an angel came. He took my hand, he called my name. He bid me look the other way; I saw a man, I heard him say He said if I be lifted up I'll draw all men to me. He turned and then I saw the nail-scarred hands that bled for me. I touched the hem of his garment that fell round him there My life my heart I gave, my soul was in his care. When I awoke my heart beat so and in the dark I saw a glow. This was no dream he turned my way. Again I heard my Saviour say He said if I be lifted up I'll draw all men to me. He turned and then I saw the nail-scarred hands that bled for me. I touched the hem of his garment that fell round him there Writer(s): Arthur Smith -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (1) Any Old Wind That Blows -------- Lord, she's restless Like cotton candy clouds that sail the day Slow an' free And she possesses A mind that can't resign itself to stay For long with me Tho' I've tried and tried to keep her tied and satisfied Until she really needs me Yes I do But when that certain look comes on her face I can't replace it, and she leaves me She's a butterfly in mid July Who just can't wait to try her brand new wings On brand new things And she needs no rhyme or reason, when she goes Her mind is on what lies beyond that wall of blue horizon I suppose And heaven knows She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows Yes she will, yes she will She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows I know she needs me About as much as I need someone else Which I don't And if need be I swear someday I'll up and leave myself Which I won't Even if she loved another man, I'd understand it more than I do Mmm, mmm, mmm But I know the only reason That she ever had for leavin', is she wants to Writer(s): Dick Feller -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (2) Kentucky Straight -------- Up in kentucky they make a whiskey They call a kentucky straight whiskey And up in kentucky I married a woman That I bet she is a better woman Than that whiskey is whiskey I call her my kentucky straight I've rambled round the country side I've drifted near and far I've been off to seek my fortune I've been followin' every star I've rode the devil's highway The hell bound interstate But now I'm back at happy shack With my kentucky straight And we rise up every morning with the chicken And every minute we're alive we're livin' She's a little bit old fashioned but her lovin's up to date And I'm happy here with my kentucky straight I had looked for satisfaction in the arms of quite a few And I've done everything that I was big enough to do But everywhere I see her face from maine to golden gate And I knew that this is where it's at with my kentucky straight And we rise up every morning with the chicken And every minute we're alive we're livin' I love her so she knows that it was worth a while to wait Cause I'm happy here with my kentucky straight Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (3) The Loving Gift -------- You gave me a blanket to keep me from the cold You gave me a song I learned to sing You showed me some beauty through the windows of your soul And you showed me a world I've never seen Each giving to the other love and givin' it away We spent the precious time we knew was borrowed 'Cause you gave me the courage to live with yesterday And you gave me tomorrow You brought me a candle to light my way to bed You erased those shadows I'd been seeing You brought me a pillow to rest my weary head You taught me a gentle way of dreaming And even if you leave me I'll be richer when you go I'm richer with the loving gift you gave me 'Cause you gave me a blanket to keep me from the cold And you gave me a baby Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (4) The Good Earth -------- The good earth swallows up the seed and swallows life as well From long before the day you're born till heaven comes or hell It binds your hands with chains of clay that are so hard to break But when I left good earth behind I made a big mistake I've traveled far and traveled wide I've seen a lot of things But looking back on all the years I don't know what they mean Like steel I'm probably stronger From going through the fire I kept on climbin' lower Diggin' deeper to get higher I turned around one evening when the sun was going down I heard the Bible told a preacher who just pulled into town At last I'm back on good earth where I should have always been Lord forgive me if I ever try to leave good earth again Well the good earth was my mama and my daddy too Now I'm working my hands in soil tryin' to pay my due And when I'll breathe my last breath which may not be too long Just shovel a little good earth over my head 'Til everybody open up the hymn book and sing a happy song Shall we gather at the river in the sweet by and by Just as I am Jesus loves me one of these days I'll fly I'm standing on the promises Lord build the place for me In the good earth over Jordan by the Sea of Galilee mhm Writer(s): Larry Gatlin -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (5) Best Friend -------- Hmm an old man on his deathbed once said to me You are the master of your destiny A diamond is a diamond and a stone is a stone But a man's not all good nor all bad When the chips're all down and your back's at the wall You're the best friend that you've ever had You're the best friend that you've ever had So you laugh when it's time to laugh and you cry when it's time to cry Live while it's time to live cause you'll die when it's time to die hmm Then he closed his eyes and he left me alone This old man's wisdom brought his meaning home A diamond is a diamond Well now that I'm older I found this is true The thing that remains is the good that you do A diamond is a diamond and a stone is a stone But a man's not all good nor all bad When the chips are all down and your back's at the wall God is the best friend that you've ever had God is the best friend that you've ever had So you laugh when it's time Writer(s): William Dees, Roy K. Orbison -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (6) Oney -------- I dedicate this song to the workin' man For ever' man that puts in Eight or ten hard hours a day of work and toil and sweat Always got somebody lookin' down his neck Tryin' to get more out of 'im Than he really ought to have to put in. After twenty-nine long years of workin' In this shop with Oney standin' over me Today when that old whistle blows I'll check in all my gear and I'll retire The superintendent just dropped by and said They'd planned my little get together Then he said I'd never a made it If old Oney hadn't held me to the fire. I've seen him in my dreams at night And woke up in the mornin' feelin' tired And old Oney don't remember, when I came here How he tried to get me fired With his folded hands behind him Every mornin' Oney waited at the gate Where he'd rant and rave like I committed murder Clockin' in five minutes late. But today they'll gather 'round me Like I've seen 'em do when any man retires Then old Oney's gonna tell me From now on I'm free to do what I desire He'll present me with that little old gold watch They give a man at times like this But there's one thing he's not countin' on Today's the day I give old Oney his. I've been workin', buildin' muscles Oney's just been standin' 'round a gettin' soft And today about four-thirty I'll make up for every good night's sleep I've lost When I'm gone I'll be remembered As the workin' man who put his point across With a right hand full of knuckles Cause today I show old Oney who's the boss. Hmmmm! What time is it? Four thirty! Hey, Oney! Oney! Ha ha ha ha! Writer(s): Jerry Chesnut -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (7) The Ballad Of Annie Palmer -------- On the island of Jamaica Quit a long long time ago At rose hall plantation Where the ocean breezes blow Lived a girl named Annie Palmer The mistress of the place And the slaves all lived in fear To see a frown on Annie's face Wheres your husband Annie Where's number two and three Are they sleeping beneath the palms Beside the Caribbean sea At night I hear you riding And I hear your lovers call And I still can feel your presence Around the great house at rose hall Well if you should ever go to see the great house at rose hall There's expensive chairs and china And great paintings on the wall They'll show you any sitting room And the whipping post outside But they won't let you see the room Where Annie's husbands died Wheres your husband Annie Where's number two and three Are they sleeping beneath the palms Beside the Caribbean Sea At night I hear you riding And I hear your lovers call And I still can feel your presence Around the great house at rose hall Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (8) Too Little Too Late -------- So you're feeling numb about me being gone So you see now you're half alive when you're alone Well I just hope the pain will ease a little as you wait You gave me love but too little too late Dark days're coming now you see Hard times for you as well as me All time load is coming under your front gate You gave me love but too little too late So you got plans about some fine affair Well think about it a little while while you're lying there Love long and hard and don't make your lover wait You gave me love but too little too late Dark days're coming now you see Hard times for you as well as me All time load is coming under your front gate You gave me love but too little too late You gave me love but too little too late Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (9) If I Had A Hammer -------- Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh If I had a hammer I'd hammer in the morning I'd hammer in the evening All over this land I'd hammer out danger I'd hammer out a warning I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a bell I'd ring it in the morning I'd ring it in the evening All over this land I'd ring out danger I'd ring out a warning I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a song I'd sing it in the morning I'd sing it in the evening All over this land I'd sing out danger I'd sing out a warning I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land Well I've got a hammer And I've got a bell And I've got a song to sing All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land Writer(s): John Mark Eitzel -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (10) Country Trash -------- I got a crib full of corn and a turnin' plow, But the ground's too wet for the hopper now. Got a cultivator and a doubletree,[1] A leather line for the haw and gee.[2] Let the thunder roll and the lightnin' flash, I'm doin' alright for country trash. I'm saving up dimes for a rainy day, I got about a dollar laid away. The wind's from the south and the fishing's good, Got a potbelly stove a cord[3] of wood. Mama turns the left-overs into hash, I'm doin' alright for country trash. I got a mackinaw[4] and a huntin' dog. A cap I ordered from the catalog. A big tall tree that shades the yard, A big fat sow for the winter's lard. Let the thunder roll and the lightnin' flash, I'm doin' alright for country trash. Well there's not much new ground left to plow, And crops need fertilizin' now. My hands don't earn me too much gold, For security when I grow old. But we'll all be equal under the grass, And God's got a heaven for country trash. And God's got a heaven for country trash. I'll be doin' alright for country trash. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Any Old Wind That Blows (1973) -------- -------- (11) Welcome Back Jesus -------- Lord if you should be looking down at little me I just like to say I'm trying to stay upon the right track But Lord the way gets hard temptation's come and I sure get tired But I'm watching for you like you told me to and welcome back Welcome back Jesus welcome back Jesus I'm watching for your light to shine like you said it would shine when you come Welcome back Jesus welcome back Jesus I hope you will see and recognize me and then take me home Welcome back Jesus welcome back Jesus I'm watching for your light to shine like you said it would shine when you come Welcome back Jesus welcome back Jesus I hope you will see and recognize me and then take me home Welcome back Jesus welcome back Jesus Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (1) The Color Of Love -------- Well I used think the color of love would be a Rosy red or a pretty pink And I thought it would Be a thirsty man crawlin' home to get a big old Drink And I thought love was spelled like a bell B-E-double L bell that you ring Stead of wham bam Hit your man with a pan Hit him on the head hear The birdies sing Oh you heart breakin' love makin' cut Me-a-piece-of-bacon man of mine And you money Shiftin' flour siftin' nose liftin' rose of woman Kind Just keep on doin' what you're doin' what You're doin' suits me just fine And love I tell You somethin' else you blow my mind Well I used to think the color of love would be a Soft green like a pea in a pod And I thought love Would strike like a light flashin' down a big old Lightnin' rod And I thought love was spelled W-E-double L well that would never run dry Stead Of choke choke I'm so broke and dry I can't afford A little bitty tear to cry Oh you money turnin' egg churnin' butter burnin' Baby of mine You half crazy lean and lazy pretty As a wilted daisy man of mine Just keep on Doin'... You blow my mind you blow my mind you Blow my mind you blow my mind Writer(s): Billy Edd Wheeler -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (2) Saturday Night In Hickman -------- When the sun goes down in Nashville go out that Memphis highway Between Centerville and Dickson on the gravel roads and byways They'll be runnin' off the shine that will be bringin' in the bounty Saturday night in Hickman County At the beer joint on the black top country music's playin' steady And the workin' men are drinkin' and they're rough and they are ready And the girl behind the counter who has all the boys a buzzin' Will be leavin' with her husband Saturday night in Hickman County Down upon the Piney River parked beside the pretty water In the backseat of a Chevy is your next door neighbor's daughter They have split up into pairs the four that went off datin' double Gettin' that po' girl into trouble Saturday night in Hickman County All the farmers in the valley will be sittin' by the fire Watch the late news on the TV then they'll quietly retire Thankful just to be a livin' thankful that tomorrow's Sunday Sorry that the next day's Monday Saturday night in Hickman County Saturday night in Hickman County Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (3) Allegheny -------- How she got that junk car runnin' guess I'll never know It never ran but once and set to winters in the snow Well imagine runnin' out on me when I lay sound asleep Allegheny Well my big mistake was thinkin' she was something I could keep She stole my winter's food supply and something else I fear My savin's in the mattress have strangely disappeared Now those who know me best knows he who robs me best beware Allegheny I'm gonna call up the dogs and hunt you down drag you back here by the hair Oh Allegheny something tells me you're dis-satisfied Well could it be because I've been your mail-order bride There's a half of you that's French yeah and I need to crave a better style And a half of you is Cherokee yeah and I've gone wild Allegheny She's got a head start on me as a crow flies half a day And unless I miss my guess she'll stop to rest in Monterey But if I take the Knoxville Highway thirteen hours it will be Allegheny Well she forgot I knew the shortcut I'll be there in less than three Oh Allegheny something tells me... I signaled for my dogs to wait outside the hotel door I described her to the desk clerk he said try the second floor And then he mentioned she's got company And that marks the stranget's doom Allegheny I wish I was her so I could see my face when I bust into the room Oh Allegheny something tells me... Allegheny Allegheny come back here Allegheny Allegheny Writer(s): Chris Gantry -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (4) Life Has Its Little Ups And Downs -------- I don't know how to tell her I didn't get that raise in pay today (That's all right John) Cause I know how much she wanted that dress in Baker's window And it breaks my heart to tell her she'll have to wait And cancel all the plans we made to celebrate But I just know that she can take it with a smile and not a frown Cause she knows life has its little ups and downs like ponies on a merry-go-round And no one grabs a brass ring every time but she don't mind (I don't mind) She wears a gold ring on her finger and it's mine Those new house plans we've had so long I guess will gather dust another year And the daffodils are bloomin' that she planted way last fall upon the hill And over by the gate God knows I hate to say again we'll have to wait But I just know that she can take it with a smile and not a frown Cause she knows life has its little ups and downs like ponies on a merry-go-round And no one grabs a brass ring every time but she don't mind (No I don't mind) She wears a gold ring on her finger and it's mine She wears a gold ring on her finger and it's mine Writer(s): M A Rich -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (5) Matthew 24 (Is Knocking At The Door) -------- I heard on the radio there's rumors of war People getting ready for battle And there may be just one more I heard about an earthquake And the toll it took away These are the signs of the times we're in today. Matthew twenty-four is knocking at the door, And there can't be too much more to come to pass. Matthew twenty-four is knocking at the door, And a day or one more could be the last. A great bear from the northland has risen from his sleep, And the Army ranks in red are near two hundred million deep. The young and old now prophesy a coming Prince of Peace And last night I dreamed of lightning in the east. Matthew twenty-four is knocking at the door, And there can't be too much more to come to pass. Matthew twenty-four is knocking at the door, And a day or one more could be the last. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (6) City Of New Orleans -------- Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail 15 cars and 15 restless riders Three conductors, 25 sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields Passin' graves that have no name, freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I'm your native son! I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done Dealin' cards with the old men in the club car Penny a point, ain't no one keepin' score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle And feel the wheels grumblin' neath the floor And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel Mothers with their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I'm your native son! I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done Night time on the City of New Orleans Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee Halfway home, we'll be there by mornin' Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea But all the towns & people seem to fade into a bad dream And the steel rail still ain't heard the news The conductor sings his song again "The passengers will please refrain: This train has got the disappearin railroad blues [Repeat Chorus] -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (7) Tony -------- This is the story of Tweedle-O-Twist And a cowboy that I knew named Tony From Blithe Fresno ol' Sant Joe Washoe go rodeo Pendleton Santa Ana Baker Bozeman and Burley From Chambers to Payson Rapid City to Akron We'd sing just to ease all the hurts that we gained A bandage to wrap the aches and a few turns of tape Held us together and stopped the blood stains Well sometimes we'd draw bad and the stock wouldn't buck And there was times when the luck wasn't goin' our way But a credit card that I'd found would get us to the next town With just a switch of his Montana plates I remember at Evanston when a bull broke his arm And we had to make it on into Beulah the next day I broke out the CB and the only doctor Tony seen Was me and a can of ether There in the Beulah shoot gates And it was at Louisville that I went down in the well And a suicide wrap I held in my hand The clown just shook his boom while I dangled near doom It was Tony that saved my life then Then a year from that week we pulled up at Mesquite Where I drew number twelve from the herd And Tony my side kick pulled Tweedle-O-Twist That bull's famous from Prairie to Evansburg All right now cowboys kinda clear the way Let that ambulance through there let that ambulance on through Looks like a pretty bad wreck out there folks Hold up folks we go one more ride left down there in the shoots Wait a minute it looks like they're turnin' ole number twelve out So that's all for today folks I'll finish the story of Tweedle-O-Twist And the cowboy that I knew named Tony From Sterling to Abilene Loveland to New Orleans I've got a new partner travelin' with me But I never could explain why I called him the wrong name When I get drunk I call him Tony And sometimes he'll ask me why I pass Montana by You know at Butte they got money But that's where I met him my side kickin' friend I've got more than enough of his memories For down in Mesquite there's a cowboy sleeping Where bulls ain't a buckin' ain't a buckin' ole Tony Writer(s): David Cuzz Powers -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (8) The Pine Tree -------- I lean my back against you thinkin' you were an oak I knew the wind could bent you but I can't believe you broke Now the wind could never break me only your false love Honey I've been true I swear by God above I thought you were a willow but you never wept for me You went roamin' in the wildwood like a ship that roams the see The willow tree is fickle and it weeps in the morning dew My love is a pine tree cause that's the only tree that's true If I was mistaken then take my eyes away You made a bed in the wildwood and that's where I saw you lay Honey your eyes deceived you it's true I touched the ground But I never slept there I never let my long hair down mhm Love is like a thorn bush touch it and you will find You'll prick your fingers and leave the sweetest flower behind Love oh love oh what you done to me You set me a driftin' like a ship upon the sea Yes a ship there is I see you and you belong to me My love is the ocean and deeper love cannot be Yeah well I guess I was mistaken and woman I want you back You never have left my heart now honey baby that's a fact Come to me pine tree and we will never part We'll put our roots down in each other's heart Come to me pine tree... Writer(s): Billy Edd Wheeler -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (9) We're For Love -------- I'm for you I'm for you I'm for anything that starts with us You're for me you're for me that makes both of us for love And if we're for each other we won't be bothered By how much the world may push and shove It makes no difference who stands against us As long as you and I are both for love I'm woman all over when you're around me honey I can't seem to get enough Let's stay together like this forever and show the world that we're for love And if we're for each other... As you and I are both for love Writer(s): R. Hancock, M.s. Tubb -------- Johnny Cash And His Woman (1973) -------- -------- (10) Godshine -------- Well a light from the sun comes shinin' Oh happy day oh happy day And then along come a big old moon to light my way And then the stars kinda twinkle and they light this path of mine And mine I can't see a thing in his world without a little Godshine Well Jesus is the beam on the left of me Comin' right through the shadow on the right Lord all the dark corners within my soul need you fire day and night Well the sun and the moon and the stars wouldn't even hold a candle in my life I'm in the dark when the sun is high I need just a little bit of Godshine Well Jesus died and there's a lot of folks feel regret But on the other hand there are people that are laughin' yet Laughin' about a man that lived and died divine He could have lived on but he wouldn't stop spreadin' that Godshine Well Jesus is the beam on the left of me Comin' right through the shadow on the right Lord all the dark corners within my soul need you fire day and night Well the sun and the moon and the stars wouldn't even hold a candle in my life I'm in the dark when the sun is high I need just a little bit of Godshine Well Jesus is the beam on the left of me Comin' right through the shadow on the right Lord all the dark corners within my soul need you fire day and night Well the sun and the moon and the stars wouldn't even hold a candle in my life I'm in the dark when the sun is high I need just a little bit of Godshine I'm in the dark when the sun is high I need just a little bit of Godshine Writer(s): D.c. Powers -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (1) Ragged Old Flag -------- I walked through a county courthouse square On a park bench, an old man was sittin' there. I said, "Your old court house is kinda run down, He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town". I said, "Your old flag pole is leaned a little bit, And that's a ragged old flag you got hangin' on it". He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down, "Is this the first time you've been to our little town" I said, "I think it is" He said "I don't like to brag, but we're kinda proud of That Ragged Old Flag "You see, we got a little hole in that flag there, When Washington took it across the Delaware. and It got powder burned the night Francis Scott Key sat watching it, writing "Say Can You See" It got a rip in New Orleans, with Packingham & Jackson tugging at its seams. and It almost fell at the Alamo beside the Texas flag, But she waved on though. She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville, And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill. There was Robert E. Lee and Beauregard and Bragg, And the south wind blew hard on That Ragged Old Flag "On Flanders Field in World War I, She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun, She turned blood red in World War II She hung limp, and low, a time or two, She was in Korea, Vietnam, She went where she was sent by her Uncle Sam. She waved from our ships upon the briny foam and now they've about quit wavin' back here at home in her own good land here She's been abused, She's been burned, dishonored, denied an' refused, And the government for which she stands Has been scandalized throughout out the land. And she's getting thread bare, and she's wearin' thin, But she's in good shape, for the shape she's in. Cause she's been through the fire before and i believe she can take a whole lot more. "So we raise her up every morning And we bring her down slow every night, We don't let her touch the ground, And we fold her up right. On second thought I *do* like to brag Cause I'm mighty proud of That Ragged Old Flag" Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (2) Don't Go Near The Water -------- Your mama used to worry about that big muddy river Honey do your remember? You let the screen door slam when you stepped off the front porch Then your mama calling don't be late And I'd hear your daddy holler "Son she's my only daughter" You'd stick your nose in the honeysuckle down by the gate I could still hear your mama calling "don't go near the water" We fell right in Went over our head But we didn't go near the water Nothing beats the young and sweet And the nights got hotter and hotter We were sure enough getting our feet wet mama But we didn't go near the water We'd hear the rocking chair squeaking As you sneaked up the back stairs Mama waiting like a grizzly bear Had to get the honeysuckle out of your hair But in the morning light You'd look her right in the eye It wasn't a lie We didn't go near the water We fell right in Went over our head But we didn't go near the water Nothing beats the young and sweet And the nights got hotter and hotter We were sure enough getting our feet wet mama But we didn't go near the water Your mama used to worry about that big muddy river She should've worried about me 'Cause we were sure enough getting our feet wet mama But we didn't go near the water Didn't go near the water Didn't go near the water yeah Writer(s): James W. Foster, Chapin Hartford -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (3) All I Do Is Drive -------- Well, I asked an old truck driver About life out on the road If he does a lotta singing When he's bringing in his load If there's a pretty waitress crying for him Every hundred miles If he gets a lotta loving If he has a lot of smiles And I asked him if those trucking songs Tell about a life like his He said, if you want to know the truth about it Here's the way it is All I do is drive, drive, drive Try to stay alive And keep my mind on my load Keep my eye upon the road I got nothin' in common with any man Who's home every day at five All I do is drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive Well, we shared a cup of coffee Then I had to warm it up And his greasy fingers trembled As he held onto the cup And I said, don't you hear a lot of music See a lot of sights But if you'll tune into the Grand Ole Opry Saturday night I will dedicate you a trucking song To which you can relate He said, you just do the singing And I'll do the driving mate All I do is drive, drive, drive Try to stay alive And keep my mind on my load Keep my eye upon the road I got nothin' in common with any man Who's home every day at five All I do is drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive If I can get the fuel Fuel Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (4) Southern Comfort -------- I've been a thrill seeking rambler And often came into this town But the thrills were too high for my little sky So I dug in and I've settled down And I got a good job in Nashville No way they can pay me enough For grindin' up tobacco leaves Making brut and snuff Southern comfort is killin' me I'm slowly chokin' in Tennessee I shovel the snuff until late afternoon Then I crawl with the traffic and I choke on its fumes And fall on the face when I get to my room Southern comfort is killin' me I met a woman in Nashville For a while we were carryin' on She'd washed snuff out of my shirts every night And keep me with clean ones on But I guess she got tired of tobacco At least of the regular kind Now I'm still workin' where nicotine And memories are burnin' in my mind And Southern comfort is killin' me The Cumberland cannot enhermit each bee I'm sniffin' and dippin' and livin' alone I smell funny smoke and I know where she's gone She's in some other county now proving her own Southern comfort is killin' me Southern comfort is killin' me Writer(s): Waylon Albright Jennings, Leroy Powell, Ted Kamp -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (5) King Of The Hill -------- If you gonna be king of the hill You can't make it at the cotton mill If you gonna be king of the hill You can't make it at the cotton mill Get put on at the Harlan mine Be the last one out at quittin' time You already workin' when the whistle blew Never complain about a job to do When they say who can, you say I will If you ever gonna be king of the hill If you gonna be king of the hill You can't make it at the cotton mill You need a good woman to share your bed To keep you loved and to keep you fed To help you to face another day To get you up and on your way Where the golden rule don't rule out true You do to them before they do to you Watch out for yourself or nobody will If you ever gonna be king of the hill If you gonna be king of the hill You can't make it at the cotton mill Saturday night you go to Harlan town You shoot some pool and you fool around You watch the girls and you drink bootleg Get starved to death before you beg You trust in luck till your luck is gone Then jump right in and you hang right on There may be times you would have to kill If you ever gonna be king of the hill If you gonna be king of the hill You can't make it at the cotton mill When the last of the coals out of every vein Had long been gone on the northbound train Walk up to the top and if you're standing still You can call yourself king of the hill But if you fall like a lot have done By accident or knife or gun When they lay you high on the mountain still You can call yourself king of the hill If you gonna be king of the hill You can't make it at the cotton mill Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (6) Pie In The Sky -------- From the day of your birth It's bread and water here on earth To a child of light, to a child of light But there'll be pie in the sky By and by when I die And it'll be alright, it'll be alright There'll be pie in the sky By and by when I die And it'll be alright, it'll be alright Sometimes I doubt in fear That I've really gained salvation here For it's out of sight, for it's out of sight But there'll be pie in the sky By and by when I die And it'll be alright, it'll be alright He said if I do His will There's a promise He'd fulfill And He's gone now to prepare Me a mansion out there And there'll be pie in the sky By and by when I die And it'll be alright, it'll be alright There'll be pie in the sky By and by when I die And it'll be alright, it'll be alright There'll be pie in the sky By and by when I die And it'll be alright, it'll be alright There'll be pie in the sky Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (7) Lonesome To The Bone -------- On the park bench I slept on Raindrops are fallin' on the newspapers coverin' me I hear early mornin' motors And I know the world is wakin' for the dawn But my mind's down a dark alley Somewhere where last night you loved me And in the early mornin' chill my arms remember still But I'm droppin' like a stone lonesome to the bone The sun is roughly risin' on the roofs of Stagger town The time for sweat and poison out is just now comin' 'round The high time of last midnight is over with and gone Leavin' me to be lonesome to the bone I walked away the wind blows And any way the wind goes will be good enough for me The streets are loud and crowded But I walk my weary way lost and alone Your hot breath and your laughter Keep flashin' through my mind to warm me But the naked light of day soon makes it fade away And I'm droppin' like a stone lonesome to the bone The sun is roughly risin' on the roofs of Stagger town The time for sweat and poison out is just now comin' 'round The high time of last midnight is over with and gone Leavin' me to be lonesome to the bone Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (8) While I've Got It On My Mind -------- Layin' 'round home with a ball game on Feelin' fairly fine Blackberry jam is cookin' in the pan And the jam and the cook are mine I like my honey from the hives of home And berries from my old vine And I like to get my lovin' While I got it on my mind My dog is asleep at my bare feet It's a good day for layin' around Just her and me and it's Saturday Everybody's gone to town We've been workin' hard and she gets tired That puts me in a bind 'Coz I like to get my lovin' While I got it on my mind Then she looks at me and I can see That old familiar look And the jam is sweet as she lowers the heat To give it time to cook Then I lock the door and across the floor To my queen of woman kind Yeah, I like to get my lovin' While I got it on my mind Now boys don't you be ramble and free And leavin' the girls to cry 'Coz the nights get cold and there ain't no gold That'll ever satisfy And there ain't no joy that'll come to you boys Like the kind I've known at times When I go right on in that lover While I got in on my mind Yeah, I like to get my lovin' While I got in on my mind Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (9) Good Morning, Friend -------- He's not on some golden throne way off and out of space He's not hidin' out in some big secret hidin' place I can guarantee he'll be your friend to touch and hold And I'm qualified to tell it cause I've got it in control Good morning friend good morning friend Every day's a brand new morning since the morning you will din Good morning friend good morning friend Yes I'm feeling like a million since I've got you livin' in He'll stand and knock upon your door do you let him inside He'll be a constant comforter and keep you satisfied He will make himself avaliable no matter who you are He'll light your darkest night and be your bright and morning star Good morning friend good morning friend Yes I'm feeling like a million since the morning you moved in Good morning friend good morning friend Ask me how I feel this morning and I'm proud to say again Good morning friend good morning friend Yes I'm feeling like a million since I've got you livin' in Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (10) I'm A Worried Man -------- (Worried man,) (Papa is a worried man.) (Worried man,) (Papa is a worried man.) The place I go to draw my pay, Closed the door on me today. Told me just to stay away, And don't come back again. Ahh: I told my Mama: "Baby, don't you cry. "I'll get a job before the day go by." I don't know where, and that is why, I'm a worried man. (Worried.) Worried man, a worried man. (Worried.) (Worried.) I'm a very worried man. Hungry babies don't understand, And their Papa is a worried man. Papa is a worried man. (Play it, Johnny,) (Yeah.) There is no way that I can see, That I can feed my family, (That's sad.) I don't own a money tree: An' I don't own no land. Now listen: I've got muscle and I've got brains. I don't mind the sun an' the rain. I gotta make a little change, As I'm a worried, worried, worried man, ooh. (Worried.) Worried man, a worried man. (Worried.) (Worried.) I'm a very worried man. (Worried man.) Hungry babies don't understand, And their Papa is a worried man. Their Papa is a worried man. (Take it: take it.) (That's it, (That's it, that's it, that's it.) (Ok, do it: go Willie.) (Worried man, worried man.) (Papa is a worried man.) (Worried man, worried man.) Writer(s): June Carter, John Carter Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (11) Please Don't Let Me Out -------- I've been in jail eleven years and parole has just come through The gates will soon swing open wide but I'm not going through Jail's the only home I know or care to know about Please let me stay where I belong please don't let me out How could I tell those friends of mine they've seen the last of me Can't I make you understand I never can be free Cause that's a big unfriendly world and I don't know the route That leads to where I may belong please don't let me out I had to learn to get along without a lot of things And I had to learn to live with the loneliness confinement brings And I learnt to take no mail from home or whatever came about Now I'm dug in and I'm happy here please don't let me out How could I tell those friends of mine... Yes that's a big unfriendly world... Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Ragged Old Flag (1974) -------- -------- (12) What On Earth (Will You Do For Heaven's Sake) -------- Did you walk another mile, turn a frown with a smile? Did you lift the lowly heart about to break? Would you also give your cloak to one who took away your coat? What on earth will you do for heaven's sake? Did you feed the poor in spirit and befriend the prosecuted? Will you show the bounds that all the chains can break? Did you sow the proper seed? Are you keeping out the weeds? What on earth will you do for heaven's sake? Will you be one of the meek, did you turn the other cheek? Would you give a little more than you would take? Did you shine your little light upon the children of the night? What on earth will you do for heaven's sake? Did you feed the poor in spirit and befriend the prosecuted? Will you show the bounds that all the chains can break? Did you sow the proper seed? Are you keeping out the weeds? What on earth will you do for heaven's sake? Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me (1974) -------- -------- (1) The Junkie And The Juicehead, Minus Me -------- I was a stumble bummin' down the neon Music City sidewalks With the Junkie and the Juicehead who had problems of their own Stuck with luck it kept me standin' just a step away from starvin' And the talent that I swore I'd show before I'd go back home Ninety days I looked the army makin' neither love nor money And my only set of clothes was gettin' closer to the bone And the Junkie placed an order with the Prophet on the corner And he told him of the soul that he'd been sellin' for a song He said my future was my fortune but I let it slip away Slowly smokin' myself broke on eighty cigarettes a day Findin' out that crime ain't all there is that doesn't pay And writin' words that no one's gonna see but did you said it who said it I can read my fortune in the bottom of a glass And I can see it's time for me to make my last request Won't you fill my grave with whiskey when I'm laid away to rest So the boys can say I drank myself to dead Well I drank the whole thing over puttin' one and two together And it added up to more of what I didn't want to be I ain't blamin' Music City but it's only gonna see me One more day and the wake up and the time it takes to leave 'Cause I got a dirty picture of what could have been my future In a Prophet pushin' day dreams on a corner for a fee And the wino lookin' lonely at a bottle gettin' empty And a hungry lookin' junkie huntin' tea in sympathy And I bet that junkie's laughin' after the life he threw away Slowly smokin' himself broke on eighty cigarettes a day Pleadin' down the Prophet to a price that he can pay And writin' words that no one's gonna see but did you said it who said it Every empty bottle is my private crystal ball And starin' into the future findin' nothin' there at all Which is what I'll miss tomorrow when the neon shadows fall On the Junkie and the Juicehead minus me Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson -------- The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me (1974) -------- -------- (2) Don't Take Your Guns To Town -------- A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm A boy filled with wonderlust who really meant no harm He changed his clothes and shined his boots And combed his dark hair down And his mother cried as he walked out [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town He laughed and kissed his mom And said your Billy Joe's a man I can shoot as quick and straight as anybody can But I wouldn't shoot without a cause I'd gun nobody down But she cried again as he rode away [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town He sang a song as on he rode His guns hung at his hips He rode into a cattle town A smile upon his lips He stopped and walked into a bar And laid his money down But his mother's words echoed again [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand And tried to tell himself at last, he had become a man A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down And he heard again his mothers words [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town Filled with rage then Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw But the stranger drew his gun and fired Before he even saw As Billy Joe fell to the floor The crowd all gathered 'round And wondered at his final words [Chorus] Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me (1974) -------- -------- (3) Broken Freedom Song -------- Got a song about the sister waitin' somewhere by the phone For some man who never missed her ever since he come and gone Ain't it's harder for a woman with a baby on her way That's the price of being human when you're poor enough to pay And she listen to the freedom in the silence at her door No one missin' when you need 'em there ain't no fun to sing that song no more Got a song about a saviour looking lonesome and afraid At a city full of strangers and a cross he never made And he's sadder than he's wiser and a longer way from home And he wonders why his father left him bleeding and alone Just a broken song of freedom and the closing of a door No one's missin' 'til you need 'em there ain't no fun to sing that song no more Just a broken song Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson -------- The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me (1974) -------- -------- (4) I Do Believe -------- I do believe that I won't make it through the night If you don't come on back to me and love me now There ain't no way that I can say that it's all right I do believe that you're not thinking anyhow But I believe if you'll remember how it was a little while If you'll recall that what we had was hard to beat And I believe that if you'll meet me half way down that second mile We will trade in all the bitter for the sweet I do believe that you're not happy without me I think you feel the way I'm feeling without you Come on and give in to that feeling one more time I do believe you won't regret it if you do But I believe if you'll remember Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me (1974) -------- -------- (5) Ole Slewfoot -------- High on the mountain what do I see There's bear tracks bear tracks lookin' back at me You better get your rifle boys before it's too late That bear's got a little pig and headed for the gate He's bigger around the middle and he's broad across the rump Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' forty feet jumps Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treat Some folks say he looks a lot like me Well I got me some money and I got me some bees And they started makin' honey way up in the trees I chopped down the trees cause my honey's all gone Old Slew foot's done made himself at home He's bigger around the middle and he's broad across the rump Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' forty feet jumps Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treat Some folks say he looks a lot like me Some folks say he looks a lot like daddy Winter's comin' on and it's forty below The river's frozen over so where can he go I'd get me a rifle boys and run him in the well Then I shoot him in the bottom just to hear him yell He's bigger around the middle and he's broad across the rump Runnin' ninety miles an hour takin' forty feet jumps Ain't never been caught he ain't never been treat Some folks say he looks a lot like me Some folks say he looks a lot like my Johnny -------- The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me (1974) -------- -------- (6) Father And Daughter (Father And Son) -------- It's not time to make a change just relax and take it easy You're still young that's your fault there's so much you have to know Find a boy settle down and if you want you can marry Look at me gettin' old but I'm happy I was once like you are now and I know that it's not easy To be calm when you found somethin' going on But take your time think a lot why think of every thing you've got For you'll still be here tomorrow but your dreams may not How can I try to explain cause when I do he turns away again And it's always been the same same old story From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away It's not time to make a change just sit down and take it slowly You're still young that's your fault there's so much you have to go through Find a boy settle down and if you want you can marry Look at me gettin' old but I'm happy All the times that I have cried keeping all the things I knew inside It's hard but it's harder to ignore it (oh stay) If they were right I'd agree but it's them that know not me Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away I know I have to go away (Oh please stay please don't go away) Writer(s): Cat Stevens -------- The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me (1974) -------- -------- (7) Crystal Chandeliers And Burgundy -------- This boxcar's been my home since St Antone 'Cause this ankle of mine I turned while hoppin' on Shoots pain that feeds my dreams with luxuries I see crystal chandeliers and burgundy I can feel my mother's heartbeat from the track It's the rhythm of a son that won't be back Lord knows where my mind is takin' me I see crystal chandeliers and burgundy If that conductor only knew all the trouble I've been through Just to be here on this train once again Freedom of a hobo ain't so bad you can dream of all the wealth you might've had I guess livin' on this train is gettin' to me I see crystal chandeliers and burgundy If that conductor only knew all the trouble I've been through Just to be here on this train once again If there's nothing in this world I've gotta do But to ride these rails of steel my whole life through Then take away these visions that I see of crystal chandeliers and burgundy Of crystal chandeliers and burgundy Writer(s): J.w. Routh -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (1) My Old Kentucky Home (Turpentine And Dandelion Wine) -------- Turpentine and dandelion wine, I've turned the corner, an' I'm doin' fine. Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line; Pickin' 'em off with this gun o' mine. Got a fire in my belly and a fire in my head, Going higher and higher 'til I'm dead. Sister Sue is short and stout, She didn't grow up, she grew out. Momma says she's plain, but she's just being kind. Papa thinks she's pretty, but he's almost blind. Don't let her out much except at night. But I don't care 'cause I'm all right. Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home. Young folks roll on the floor. Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home. Keep them hard times away from my door. Brother Gene is big and mean, And he don't have much to say. He had a little woman who he whooped each day, But now she's gone away. Got drunk last night, kicked momma down the stairs, But I'm all right, so I don't care. Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home. And the young folks are rollin' on the floor. Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home. Keep them hard times away from my door. Turpentine and dandelion wine, I've turned the corner, an' I'm doin' fine. Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line; Pickin' 'em off with this gun o' mine. Got a fire in my belly and a fire in my head, Goin' higher and higher 'till I'm dead. Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home. And the young folks are rollin' on the floor. Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home. Keep them hard times away from my door. Keep them hard times away from my door. -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (2) Hard Times Comin' -------- Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears While we all sup sorrow with the poor There's a song that will linger forever in our ears Oh, hard times, come again no more. 'Tis the song, the sign of the weary Hard times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door Oh hard times, come again no more. While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay There are frail forms fainting at the door Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say Oh, hard times, come again no more. 'Tis the song, the sign of the weary Hard times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door Oh hard times, come again no more. There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away With a worn heart, whose better days are o'er Though her voice it would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day Oh, hard times, come again no more. 'Tis the song, the sign of the weary Hard times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door Oh hard times, come again no more. 'Tis the song, the sign of the weary Hard times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door Oh hard times, come again no more. Writer(s): Jack Wesley Routh -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (3) The Lady Came From Baltimore -------- The lady came from Baltimore and all she wore was lace. She didn't know that I was poor, she never saw my place. I was there to steal her money, to take her rings and run. Then I fell in love with the lady and got away with none. The lady's name was Susan Moore, her daddy read the law. She didn't know that I was poor, and lived outside the law. Her daddy said I was a thief and didn't marry her for love. But I was Susan's true belief, and I married her for love I was there to steal her money, to take her rings and run. Then I fell in love with the lady and got away with none. The house she lived in had a wall to keep the robbers out. She never stopped to think at all, that that's what I'm about. I was there to steal her money, to take her rings and run. Then I fell in love with the lady and got away with none. Then I fell in love with the lady and got away with none. Writer(s): James Timothy Hardin -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (4) Lonesome To The Bone -------- On the park bench I slept on Raindrops are fallin' on the newspapers coverin' me I hear early mornin' motors And I know the world is wakin' for the dawn But my mind's down a dark alley Somewhere where last night you loved me And in the early mornin' chill my arms remember still But I'm droppin' like a stone lonesome to the bone The sun is roughly risin' on the roofs of Stagger town The time for sweat and poison out is just now comin' 'round The high time of last midnight is over with and gone Leavin' me to be lonesome to the bone I walked away the wind blows And any way the wind goes will be good enough for me The streets are loud and crowded But I walk my weary way lost and alone Your hot breath and your laughter Keep flashin' through my mind to warm me But the naked light of day soon makes it fade away And I'm droppin' like a stone lonesome to the bone The sun is roughly risin' on the roofs of Stagger town The time for sweat and poison out is just now comin' 'round The high time of last midnight is over with and gone Leavin' me to be lonesome to the bone Writer(s): John R Cash -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (5) The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down -------- Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville Train, Til stonemans cavalry came and tore up the tracks again. In the winter of 65, we were hungry, just barely alive. By may the tenth, richmond had fell, its a time I remember, oh so well, The night they drove old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing, The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin. they went La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me, Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee! Now I dont mind choppin wood, and I dont care if the moneys no good. Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest, But they should never have taken the very best. The night they drove old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing, The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin. they went La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, Like my father before me, I will work the land, Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand. He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a yankee laid him in his grave, I swear by the mud below my feet, You cant raise a caine back up when hes in defeat. -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (6) Clean Your Own Tables -------- Well now she ain't exactly what you'd call your all American girl And some too many truckers took her home And I'll admid her life would read just like a paperback And some of what she's done I've said it's wrong But I said clean your own tables boys and bring out your beer Cause she ain't gonna do it this time And drink to a use to be barmaid cause she's a lady I choose to be mine And I ain't exactly been what you call your all American boy I've done my time in Frisco in LA How some of youth are taking pride in what I am I heard you cussing this decision that I've made But I said clean your own tables... And I'll admid her life would read just like a paperback And some of what she's done well I say is wrong But I said clean your own tables... Boys if you're able clean your own tables and let me take care of mine Writer(s): Chip Taylor -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (7) Jesus Was Our Saviour And Cotton Was Our King -------- Wagon wheels are turning with cobble colored sound When me and little Tommy rode the first load in the town The cotton gin was ginning out the pennies for the pounds Like a giant vacuum cleaner sucking let up off the ground Our freckled faces sparkled then like diamonds in the rough With smiles it smells of snaggleteeth and good old Garett snuff If I could I would be tradin' all this fat back for the lean When Jesus was our Saviour and cotton was our king This kind of life we're living beats all I've ever seen Seems some of us was born for picking things and eaten beans Still I reckon girl or diggin' fairly well in our means Cause Jesus was our Saviour and cotton was our king Our freckled faces sparkled then like diamonds in the rough With smiles it smells of snaggleteeth and good old Garett snuff If I could I would be tradin' all this fat back for the lean When Jesus was our Saviour and cotton was our king Our freckled faces sparkled then like diamonds in the rough With smiles it smells of snaggleteeth and good old Garett snuff If I could I would be tradin' all this fat back for the lean When Jesus was our Saviour and cotton was our king Writer(s): Billy J. Shaver -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (8) Reason To Believe -------- If I listened long enough to you I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it hard to live without Somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never think about myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd try to leave all the past behind Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you makes it easy to live without Somebody else Someone like you makes it hard to give Never think about myself If I listened long enough to you I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe Still I look to find a reason to believe Writer(s): James Timothy Hardin -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (9) Cocaine Carolina -------- Morning found me lyin' on a floor in New Orleans, Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans. Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina. Met her on an oceanliner, called her Cocaine Carolina She was quite a lady then and I was twenty two. God knows how much I adored her I just never could afford her Cocaine Carolina how did I get hooked on you? So goodbye Cocaine Carolina you and I are through I'm going back to Sandy Scag she knows just what to do. She don't love me for my money, she just wants my body honey. Cocaine Carolina how did I get hooked on you? Oh someone said if I was lucky I could go back to Kentucky. Lexington was famous for its bluegrass and its hills. Carolina we should get up, don't you know we'll have to split up, Maybe I should go to California So goodbye Cocaine Carolina you and I are through I'm going back to Sandy Scag she knows just what to do. She don't love me for my money, she just wants my body honey. Cocaine Carolina how did I get hooked on you? Oh goodbye Cocaine Carolina... Oh goodbye Cocaine Carolina... Writer(s): David Allan Coe -------- John R. Cash (1975) -------- -------- (10) Smokey Factory Blues -------- Early in the misty misty morning headin' for another freeway jam. Sleepy eyed and shriverin' wakin' up and wishin' it was Sunday I wish it was Sunday. On the radio they're playin' love songs songs that make me wanna turn around. Factory gates are up ahead. I wished that I was home in bed. With you, right now, back home with you, right now. But I work to make a living and I work without a break And I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awake Yes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to move. And I think I'm going under with them way down lowdown smokey factory blues. I was born a lover not a worker. Money doesn't smell like sweet perfume. Some of us feel out of place- engine oil upon our face. Believe me you better believe me But I work to make a living and I work without a break And I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awake Yes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to move. And I think I'm going under with them way down, lowdown smokey factory blues. Yes. I work to make a living and I work without a break And I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awake Yes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to move. (Fade) Writer(s): Albert Hammond, Mike Hazlewood -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (1) Texas, 1947 -------- Bein' six years old I had seen some trains before So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for. Trains're big and black and smokin' steam screamin' at the wheels. Bigger'n anything there is least that's the way she feels Trains're big and black and smokin' louder'n July 4th But everybody's actin' like this might be something more Than just pickin' up the mail or the soldiers from the war Somethin' even old man Wyman's never seen before. And it's late afternoon on a hot Texas day Somethin' strange was goin' on and we's all in the way There are fifty or sixty people just settin' on their cars And the ole men left their dominoes and come down from the bars And everybody's checkin' old Jack Kittrell checks his watch And us kids put our ears to the rails to hear 'em pop So we already knowed it when they finally said train time You'd have thought that Judgement Day was rollin' down the line Cause things got real quiet and mama jerked me back But not before I get the chance to lay a nickel on the track Look out here she comes she's comin' look out there she goes she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Big and red and silver she don't lay no smoke She's a fast rollin' streamline come to show the folks I said look out here she comes she's comin' look out there she goes she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Lord she never even stopped She left fifty or sixty people still settin' on their cars Wonderin' what it's comin' to and how it got this far And me I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime By a mad dog runaway red silver streamline train Look out here she comes she's comin' look out there she goes she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Big and red and silver she don't lay no smoke She's a fast rollin' streamline come to show the folks I said look out here she comes she's comin' look out there she goes she's gone Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone Writer(s): Guy Clark -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (2) What Have You Got Planned Tonight Diana -------- It all started in 1929 me and Diana had gone to Alaska To homestead some of that free government land Forty miles from the nearest gravel road we cut our life in the ponderosa pines We sweated hard to beat the winter snow But the cabin's up and we've got lots of times What have you got planned tonight Diana would you consider laying in my arms I love you more than ever now Diana I'm sure you're the reason I was born Jim was born the first year we were here look at him Diana he's almost grown And the baby's in the cradle fast asleep just think in no time they'll be up and gone What have you got planned Well time sure does fly by doesn't it Diana It's been almost two years now since you've been gone Think children grew up so fast But I guess they deserve to see the world now don't they But you know Diana remembering how you loved me And how much I love you I don't feel so alone What have you got planned What have you got planned Writer(s): Dave Kirby -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (3) Look At Them Beans -------- This time last year there sure was A lot of sad faces around this old house Our papa died without fulfillin' his life's dream Of producing one of the best crops in Grimes County Though papa died with that dream still in his head A desire in his heart, a promise on his lips, calluses on both hands And two dollars in his pocket Papa didn't live long enough to see his dreams come true So he died from too much work, broken spirit, I guess But I promised our mama that if it was a last thing he'd ever do He'd live long enough to see just one good crop come through But you see we can't plan on things without first talking to God Because we don't know his plans And if we don't include him my friends the way can get mighty hard They say that every time a good and righteous person Is buried in God's good earth it's just fertilizer for the soil And I guess there must be some truth to that Whether we believe it or not I just wish that papa was here right now So that he could see this good crop that we finally got Hey look at that beans and look at that corn And I bet them watermelons must be three feet long Man look at them tomatoes and look at them peas Well I know if papa was here right now he'd sure be pleased And papa would sure be proud of his children too My brother's famous now got his own show on the road Traveling in customized bus imported from Europe That boy always did love music and he loves to travel I got a sister that's got a good job in a beauty shop Making money, making other people look good Ain't nobody here at a house now but me and mama And mama she's gettin' weaker and she's gettin' older every day And she talks softly about joinin' papa in his heavenly home But that woman sure did love that man She worked beside papa for forty some odd years Tryin' to produce a good crop and never could grow a single bean But I just wish that papa was here right now To see this good crop that we finally got Man, look at that beans and look at that corn And I bet them watermelons must be three feet long Man, look at them tomatoes and look at them peas Well, I know if papa was here right now he'd sure be pleased And papa, if you can hear me look at them beans Writer(s): Joe Tex -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (4) No Charge -------- Our little boy came up to his mama in the kitchen this evening While she was fixing supper And he handed her a piece of paper he'd been writin' on And after wipin' her hands on her apron she read it and this is what it said For mowin' the yard 5 dollars For makin' my own bed this week 1 dollar For going to the store 50 cents For playin' with my little brother while you went shoppin' 25 cents For taking out the trash 1 dollar For gettin' a good report card 5 dollars And for rakin' the yard 2 dollars Total amount owed 14 dollars and 75 cents Well as mama looked at him standin' there expectanly And I could see the memories flashin' through her mind And so she picked up the pen and turnin' the paper over This is what she wrote and I read it to him For the nine months she carried you growing inside her no charge For the nights we sat up with you doctoring you praying for you no charge For the time and the tears that you've caused through the years there's no charge When you added all up the full cost of our love is no charge For the nights filled with dread and the worries ahead no charge For advice and for knowledge and the cost of your college no charge For the toys food and clothes and for wiping your nose there's no charge When you added all up the full cost of our love is no charge Well when I finished readin' he had big tears in his eyes And he looked up at his mother and he said mama I sure do love you Then he took the pen and in great big letter he wrote Paid In Full When you added all up the cost of real love is no charge Writer(s): Harlan Howard -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (5) I Hardly Ever Sing Beer Drinking Songs -------- I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs And when they play them cheatin' tunes I never sing along I never ever sing the blues I've forgotten born to lose And I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs I hardly ever walk the floor and cry And I don't think I've ever said I feel like I could die I don't ever lay awake I never think my heart will break I hardly ever walk the floor and cry I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs I can't put much feeling in saying love is all gone wrong I don't lose no sleep at night cause things with you are going right And I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs I never call your name out in my sleep You never make me worry and you never make me weep I never wonder if you're true I spend a night curled up with you And I never call your name out in my sleep I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs And when they play them cheatin' tunes I never sing along I never ever sing the blues I've forgotten born to lose And I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (6) Down The Road I Go -------- I guess there's not much I can do or say saw my baby with another guy today Though I love her and I tried to tell her so it's hello blues and down the road I go I've never seen that guy before today he held my baby in the closest way And the way she snuggled close to him I know it's hello blues and down the road I go Well it seems our thoughts were much alike our likes were much the same We even had our future plan till into town he came I've never seen that guy... Well it seems our thoughts... Writer(s): Don Williams -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (7) I Never Met A Man Like You Before -------- You shined your light so I could see that life was more than a chore When I came up against the wall you said I am the door You gave me reason to believe in you now I believe it even more I've never met a man like you before You gave me back my pride so I could wear it for all the world to see You told me if my yesterdays were paid for tomorrow is free From now until I die I know I won't be lonely anymore I've never met a man like you before And if all of my dreams turn to dust before my eyes And all of my songs remain unsung If all the world can offer me just emptiness and lies I know I'll still have your perfect love Stormy weather comes and goes some of my old friends got washed away But you're an Island of refuge on your solid rock I found my place If wordly riches faild me but I have you how can I be poor I've never met a man like you before Writer(s): Rosanne Cash -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (8) All Around Cowboy -------- Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck He's been through the best of his friends On a long lonesome highway and an old pickup truck Crossed Texas with a hot dusty wind He was all around cowboy 1959 from the top it's been a long way down Since the whiskey and ladies started winning his time They rode him high and hard to the ground But he remembers the thrill of bein' a winner And the feeling of bein' a beginner in the days of his first rodeo But there was something about winning that didn't last forever But tomorrow it's bound to get better he'll be the all around cowboy again The windmills're turning on the west Texas plains but he's dry as an old river bed He's just like the dust that's a searching for rain but he knows he'll be ridin' again So he rolls up a smoke and he sips his Old Crow Whipes the whiskers that cover his chin He grins as he dreams of the next rodeo to be the all around cowboy again But he remembers the thrill... Writer(s): L Pollard, J. Routh -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (9) Gone -------- I'm on the hill by Friscio Bay Hawaiian winds blow my past away There's a freighter there that is southern bound I'm on my way out of this town There's Alcatraz and the man that has Bills love and pills and drink and wine and song Stand in line and fight and wind and roam Kids and yard and I'm a man that's tired and gone There was a time when things were good We had it better than we ever should But things got hard and love got old I got tired and love grew cold There's Alcatraz and the man that has... Writer(s): J.c. Cash, H.c. Jones -------- Look At Them Beans (1975) -------- -------- (10) Down At Drippin' Springs -------- Campers bikes and mobile homes cars and pickup trucks Slacks and '59 hairdoes sideburns spears and ducks There's lone star pearl and fried chicken and one big cloud of smoke Plug it in and turn it on and the music goes for broke Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs There's Willie and Waylon Kris and Tom have you heard Gatlin sing Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs Duncan's on and Linda's next time many did Joel Gray down at Drippin' Springs Well the Texas sun is low and hot upon the chaparral It would be one ideal spot for God to put his hell The most beloved cowboys songs echoe cross the plains T Texas Tyler ain't forgotten next year y'all come again Down at Drippin' Springs Down at Drippin' Springs There's Russell Bush and Kris and Coe have you heard Gatlin sing Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs There's Willie and Waylon Kris and Tom have you heard Gatlin sing Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs Duncan's on and Rita's next how many did Joel Gray down at Drippin' Springs Writer(s): J R Cash -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (1) Precious Memories -------- (Precious mem'ries) Precious mem'ries unseen angel sent from somewhere to my soul How they linger ever near me and the sacred past unfolds Precious mem'ries how they linger how they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight precious sacred seems unfold Precious father loving mother fly across the lonely years And the old home scenes from my childhood in fond memory appear Precious mem'ries how they linger... Precious mem'ries flood my soul Writer(s): Aretha Franklin -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (2) Rock Of Ages -------- Rock of ages cleft for me let me hide myself in Thee Let the water and the blood from Thy wounded side which fload Thee of sin the double cure save from raft and make me pure Let me hime myself in Thee In my hand no prize I bring simply to Thy cross I cling While I draw this pleading breath when my eyes shall close in death Lord when I rise to world unknown and behold the on Thy throne Rock of ages cleft for me let me hime myself in Thee Let me hime myself in Thee Writer(s): Traditional, Buddy Baker -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (3) The Old Rugged Cross -------- On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross (Rugged cross) Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross (Rugged cross) And exchange it some day for a crown To the old rugged cross I will ever be true Its shame and reproach gladly bear Then Hell call me some day to my home far away Where His glory forever Ill share So I'll cherish the old rugged cross (Rugged cross) Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross (Rugged cross) And exchange it some day for a crown And exchange it some day for a crown Writer(s): George Bennard, Ian George Stopford Harrison -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (4) Softly And Tenderly -------- Softly and tenderly, Jesus is calling Calling for you and for me See on the portals, he's waiting and watching Watching for you and for me Come home, come home Ya who are weary come home Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling Calling, oh, sinner come home Why should we teary when Jesus is pleading Pleading for you and for me Why should we linger and heed not his mercies Mercies for you and for me Come home, come home Ya who are weary come home Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling Calling, oh, sinner come home Oh, for the wonderful love he has promised Promised for you and for me Though we have sinn'd, he has mercy and pardon Pardon for you and for me Come home, come home Ya who are weary come home Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling Calling, oh, sinner come home Writer(s): Bob Miller, Will L. Thompson -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (5) In The Sweet By And By -------- There's a land that is fairer than day And by faith we can see it apart For the father waits over the way To prepare us a dwelling place there In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore We shall sing on that beautiful shore The melodious songs of the blessed And our spirits shall sorrow no more Not a sigh for the blessing of rest In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore To our bountiful father above We will offer our tribute of praise For the glorious gift of His love And His blessings that hallow our days In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore Writer(s): Cleophus Robinson -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (6) Just As I Am -------- Just as I am without one plea but that Thy blood was shed for me And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee oh lamb of God I come I come Just as I am and waiting not to rid my soul of one dark blot To Thee who's blood can cleanse each spot oh lamb of God I come I come Just as I am Lord Thou tossed about with many a conflict and many a doubt Fightings fears within and without oh lamb of God I come I come Just as I am Thou wilt receive will dwell come pardon cleanse relieve Because Thy promise I believe oh lamb of God I come I come Writer(s): Ricky Jackson, Ran Jackson, William B (p.d.) Bradbury, Charlotte (p.d.) Elliott -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (7) Farther Along -------- Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder Why it should be thus all the day long While there are others living about us Never molested though in the wrong Farther along we'll know all about it Farther along we'll understand why Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine We'll understand it all by and by When death has come and taken our loved ones It leaves our home so lonely and drear Then do we wonder why others prosper Living so wicked year after year Farther along we'll know all about it Farther along we'll understand why Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine We'll understand it all by and by Writer(s): J. R. Baxter, W.b. B. Stevens -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (8) When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder -------- When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair When the saved diverse shall gather over on the other shore And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there When the roll is called up yonder when the roll is called up yonder When the roll is called up yonder when the roll is called up yonder I'll be there Let us lay before the Master from the dawn till setting sun Let us talk of all his wonderous love and care And when all of life is over and our work on earth is done When the roll is called up yonder I'll be there When the roll is called up yonder... (When the roll is called up yonder I'll be there) Writer(s): Bill Black -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (9) Amazing Grace -------- Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I see Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed When we've been there ten thousand years bright shining as the sun We've no less days to sing God's praise than when we'd first begun Writer(s): Billy Walker -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (10) At The Cross -------- Alas and did saviour bleed and did my sov'reign die Would he devote that sacred head for such a worm as I At the cross at the cross where I first saw the light And the burden of my heart rolled away It was there by faith I received my sight And now I am happy all the day Was it for crimes that I have done he groaned upon the tree Amazing pity grace unknown and love beyond degree At the cross at the cross where I first saw the light And the burden of my heart rolled away It was there by faith I received my sight And now I am happy all the day But drops of grief cannot repay the debt of love I owe Here lord I give myself away it's all that I can do At the cross at the cross where I first saw the light And the burden of my heart rolled away It was there by faith I received my sight And now I am happy all the day At the cross at the cross where I first saw the light And the burden of my heart rolled away It was there by faith I received my sight And now I am happy all the day Writer(s): Traditional, Luke Gambill -------- Sings Precious Memories (1975) -------- -------- (11) Have Thine Own Way, Lord -------- Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Thou art the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me after Thy will, While I am waiting, yielded and still. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Search me and try me, Master, today! Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now, As in Thy presence humbly I bow. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Wounded and weary, help me, I pray! Power, all power, surely is Thine! Touch me and heal me, Savior divine. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Hold o'er my being absolute sway! Fill with Thy Spirit 'till all shall see Christ only, always, living in me. Writer(s): Adelaide A. Pollard, George C. Stebbins -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (1) Nasty Dan -------- Nasty Dan was the meanest man I ever knew He's stomp and scream and be real mean the whole day through He'd frown a bunch he ate nails for lunch and he'd never laugh He'd growl and yell and I hard tell that he never took a bath Nasty Dan was a nasty man Hard to understand that Nasty Dan Now Nasty Dan was a nasty man the whole day long He'd go where he could he'd try real good to make things go wrong He'd jump for joy when a little boy would trip and fall And the only words that he ever said were I don't like you at all Nasty Dan was a nasty man Hard to understand that Nasty Dan Now a real interesting thing that I want you to know about is this here Because it's the most important thing it concerns a girl and things like that Now Nasty Pearl was a nasty girl that met Dan somehow She said you like me rotten as can be let's get married now So they went and they did and had a nasty kid And I must confess that Dan pretty much leaves everyone alone now And he doesn't bother anybody anymore cause he just lives in his nasty ol' house With his nasty ol' wife and his nasty ol' kid in nasty happiness Nasty Dan was a nasty man Hard to understand that Nasty Dan Writer(s): Jeffrey A Moss -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (2) One And One Makes Two -------- Oh the number one is not my favorite number Cause one means only me and there's no you But one plus one you see makes two that's you and me And it's more fun when one and one makes two Oh yes one and one makes two at least I'm pretty sure they do Oh yes it's true one and one makes two Now let me show you what I mean Now you say you want to play upon a seesaw You're all alone and you don't know what to do Well just go and find a friend and sit him on the other end You'll have more fun when one and one makes two Oh yes one and one... Now you say you want to play a game of baseball And you look around and there's no one but you Well just find someone you know and he will catch the ball you throw You'll have more fun when one and one makes two Oh yes one and one... Now there's the best reason of all that I like to number two right here Now everyone needs somebody to share with To love and help and care for through and through And there's no one that I've known who can share or love alone It's a lot nicer when one and one makes two Oh yes one and one... I said it's true one and one makes two Writer(s): Jeffrey Moss -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (3) I Got A Boy (And His Name Is John) -------- I got a boy and his name is John You ought to see little John tag along Going where his daddy goes Learning what his daddy knows We got a boy and his name is John You ought to see little John tag along Going where his daddy goes Learning what his daddy knows He's got a friend and her name is Kay And Kay goes with him everyday Gonna take Kay along Gonna teach Kay this song He's got a friend and his name is George But he's not the one from Valley Forge And he's never been President That ain't the George we meet He's got a friend and his name is Gibs It's, it's a dog, I know but he's his friend Yeah, but it's a dog, I know but he's his friend, okay He's got a friend and his name is Gibs Gibs is so fat and you can't see his ribs A dog name Sergeant too is his friend Watch out it might bite you I got a boy and his name is John You ought to see little John tag along Going where his daddy goes (Going where his daddy goes, no his mommy) Learning what his daddy knows (Learning what his mommy knows, he'd be going with his momma) I got a boy and his name is John You ought to see little John tag along Going where his daddy goes (Mommy goes) Learning what his daddy knows I got a boy and his name is John You ought to see little John tag along Going where his daddy and mommy goes Learning what his daddy and mommy knows His name is John You ought to see little John tag along Going where his daddy and mommy goes Learning what his daddy and mommy knows Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (4) Little Magic Glasses -------- I wish I had a pair of little magic glasses That I could see the future just by lookin' through Then I could know what road tomorrow's gonna take me down And I could see if I'll be walkin' down that road with you I would keep my little magic glasses hidden I would let nobody else see what I see And everyone would want to know how I can know what lies ahead And they'll wonder when I say tomorrow I see you with me But if I see into the future that I'm on the road alone And where the way was sunny, now there's only rain I'll put them in a box and seal it with a lock And I'll never take my little magic glasses out again I will put them in a box and seal it with a lock And I'll never take my little magic glasses out again And I'll never take my little magic glasses out again Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (5) Miss Tara -------- Where are you going Miss Tara, Miss Tara? Where are you going Miss Tara Joan? Yesterday when you played on the swing and the trampoline You're already thinkin' of a life of your own And I turned around twice and you're already gone Who will you marry Miss Tara, Miss Tara? Who will you marry Miss Tara Joan? Will he have wealth and will he have fame? I'm sure too you're wonderin' just who he will be Well, that's your decision, it's not up to me I hope you'll be happy Miss Tara, Miss Tara I hope you'll be happy Miss Tara Joan And that you will stay with me till you're a woman And wise to the world before you're off on your own You're my last baby girl and I'll be so alone Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (6) Dinosaur Song -------- Dinosaurs lived a long time ago They were terrible lizards, don't you know? Some ate plants and some ate meat Some ate fish and some ate beasts One was called Diplodocus One was bigger than your school bus One was called a Triceratops Three horns to stop anything that hops Now can't you just see yourself walking along Leading your pet Trachadon or feeding your Brontosaurus Rex? Or scratching your Diplodocus neck Or riding on a Stegosaurus back or swimming in a Brachiosaurus track Oh what a time and oh what a fun Play and tag with your Iguanondon And if we had dinosaurs Now could they get along with a horse and a cow? Well, I wish they hadn't become extinct Dinosaurs would be nice pets and friends To have around to run outside And play with everyday, don't you think? Writer(s): John R Cash, John Carter Cash -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (7) Tiger Whitehead -------- Wild blackberries bloomin' in the thickest on the mountain Sheep shire and water cress are growin' round the fountain Where a big black bear is drinkin' lappin' water like a dog Tiger Whitehead's in the bed sleepin' like a log Tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven intches wide And by sundown he'll be bringin' in the hide Pretty Sally Garland comin' down the mountain side Where Tiger Whitehead's tryin' to nap a mill at the mill She sits down on a bearskin and she says you'll be my man I'll have me the best bearhunter in the hills A wild child was Tiger Whitehead and they say he killed Ninety-nine bears before he went to rest went to rest Once he left two bearcubs orphaned but he brought 'em right on home And Sally nursed the two bearcubs upon her breast Tiger now is eighty-five and he lay upon his bed And the bears he killed now numbered ninety-nine ninety-nine Some fellers trapped the bears but Tiger said just let him go If he ain't running wild he won't be mine But at night when the wind howls cross eastern hills of Tennessee And when the lightnin' flashes there's the strange thing that the people say they see An old grey headed ghost runnin' through the mountains there It's Tiger Whitehead after his one hundreth bear Wild blackberries bloomin' in the thickest on the mountain Sheep shire and water cress are growin' round the fountain Where a big black bear is drinkin' lappin' water like a dog Tiger Whitehead's in the bed sleepin' like a log Tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven intches wide And by sundown he'll be bringin' in the hide Writer(s): John R Cash, Nat Winston -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (8) Call Of The Wild -------- Bayou bayou bayou bayou Now here's a little tale about a flock of geese Lookin' for a home and lookin' for a peace But before they're safely in the southern sand They gotta watch out for the critter called man There's a goose and a gander and a goslin' child Headin' on south at the call of the wild Honk and holler as we go gonna see the Gulf of Mexico Way up high don't fly low the long toms will get you from the old bayou Well the wind from the north it chills you to the bone And the call of the wild is callin' me come home I'll lead my band of geese a marry trip we'll navigate that mighty Mississipp' Honk and holler as we go... Bayou bayou bayou bayou Honk and holler as we go... My pappy led this band of twenty-three and the second in command included me He made one fatal slip and he flew too low the long tom's got him from the old bayou Honk and holler as we go... Writer(s): Buddy Mize, Billy B Mize -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (9) Little Green Fountain -------- There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water Oh, the water is cool and the water is blue A drink for me and a drink for you Yes, the water is cool and the water is blue A drink for me and a drink for you There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water Oh, the water is cool and the water is deep Take off our shoes and cool our feet Yes, the water is cool and the water is deep Take off our shoes and cool our feet There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water Come along with me to the pasture now We'll watch the wind blow on the cows Come along with me to the pasture now We'll watch the wind blow on the cows There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (10) Old Shep -------- When I was a lad And old shep was a pup Over hills and meadows we'd play Just a boy and his dog We were both full of fun We grew up together that way I remember the time at the old swimmin hole When I would have drowned beyond doubt But old shep was right there To the rescue he came He jumped in and helped pull me out As the years fast did roll Old shep he grew old His eyes were fast growing dim And one day the doctor looked at me and said I can do no more for him jim With hands that were trembling I picked up my gun And aimed it at sheps faithful head I just couldnt do it I wanted to run I wish they would shoot me instead He came to my side And looked up at me And laid his old head on my knee I had struck the best friend that a man ever had I cried so I scarcely could see Old shep he has gone Where the good doggies go And no more with old shep will I roam But if dogs have a heaven Theres one thing I know Old shep has a wonderful home Writer(s): Arthur Willis, Clyde J. Foley -------- The Johnny Cash Children's Album (1975) -------- -------- (11) The Timber Man -------- Many, many years ago When this land was young A lot of our country was covered By big tall beautiful trees And men had to have the trees To make wood, to build houses Make furniture with, to make boats Even to make paper with So as more and more people came More wood was needed So more and more trees Were cut down And the man that lived in the forest And cut down the trees Was called the Timber man Well, my world is green and dark and dumb My home is in the loggin' camp All week I cut down the mighty trees Saturday I get to do as I please I give the man more than his hire And he'll never know it if I tire Show me the toughest tree around The Timber man will bring it down Swing it hard, cut it clean No halfway or in-between Move when the axe is in my hand Make way for the Timber man Yeah, he was a mighty big tough man usually That Timber man that lived in that forest And cut down those big trees Well, they say there's sawdust in my brain And don't get caught out in the rain I got stump water in my blood The sweat from my brow turns the ground to mud When the men don't know how to fell a tree The one they'll come and ask is me I'll mark my spot and I'll take my stand The tree's gonna fall for the Timber man Swing it hard, cut it clean No halfway or in-between Move when the axe is in my hand Make way for the Timber man And when they're cuttin' on a tree And it's just about ready to fall The man yells out timber, timber Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (1) Let There Be Country -------- Tom T Hall is forty now and so is Bobby Bare Willie Nelson's gettin' grey and Faron Young don't care But the young ones keep on coming on the old are slow to go Let there be country and let the country grow Let there be country let the music roll along Let there be country and let me share the song No one picks like Bill Monroe and don't George Jones sing great I can tell that the people care by the people at my gate Webb Pierce invites the tourists in and Ray keeps them away Let there be country and let the country play Let there be country and let the country grow Let there be country let the music roll along Let there be country and let me share the song Ernest Tubb's got all of the soul he's had for all these years Porter Wagoner's recitation still bring me to tears And when they do play Kitty Wells you know she's still the Queen Let there be country and keep the country green Let there be country and let the country grow Let there be country let the music roll along Let there be country and let me share the song Little Jimmy Dickens still sends shivers through the crowd Mother Maybelle whispers now but the heart comes through real loud Gene Autry don't sing no more good old Tex Ritter's gone And somewhere downtown Nashville a young man just got off the bus With a guitar in his hands a pocket full of songs A lot of talent and a heart full of hope And he's gonna be the next big country star and the country wheels roll on Let there be country and let the country grow Let there be country let the music roll along Let there be country and let me share the song Let there be country and let the country grow Let there be country let the music roll along Let there be country and let me share the song Writer(s): John R Cash, Shel Silverstein -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (2) One Piece At A Time -------- Well, I left Kentucky back in '49 An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line The first year they had me puttin' wheels on cadillacs Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry 'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black. One day I devised myself a plan That should be the envy of most any man I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand. [CHORUS] I'd get it one piece at a time And it wouldn't cost me a dime You'll know it's me when I come through your town I'm gonna ride around in style I'm gonna drive everybody wild 'Cause I'll have the only one there is a round. So the very next day when I punched in With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends I left that day with a lunch box full of gears Now, I never considered myself a thief GM wouldn't miss just one little piece Especially if I strung it out over several years. The first day I got me a fuel pump And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk Then I got me a transmission and all of the chrome The little things I could get in my big lunchbox Like nuts, an' bolts, and all four shocks But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy's mobile home. Now, up to now my plan went all right 'Til we tried to put it all together one night And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong. The transmission was a '53 And the motor turned out to be a '73 And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone. So we drilled it out so that it would fit And with a little bit of help with an A-daptor kit We had that engine runnin' just like a song Now the headlight' was another sight We had two on the left and one on the right But when we pulled out the switch all three of 'em come on. The back end looked kinda funny too But we put it together and when we got thru Well, that's when we noticed that we only had one tail-fin About that time my wife walked out And I could see in her eyes that she had her doubts But she opened the door and said "Honey, take me for a spin." So we drove up town just to get the tags And I headed her right on down main drag I could hear everybody laughin' for blocks around But up there at the court house they didn't laugh 'Cause to type it up it took the whole staff And when they got through the title weighed sixty pounds. [CHORUS] I got it one piece at a time And it didn't cost me a dime You'll know it's me when I come through your town I'm gonna ride around in style I'm gonna drive everybody wild 'Cause I'll have the only one there is around. [Spoken] Ugh! Yow, RED RYDER This is the COTTON MOUTH In the PSYCHO-BILLY CADILLAC Come on Huh, This is the COTTON MOUTH And negatory on the cost of this mow-chine there RED RYDER You might say I went right up to the factory And picked it up, it's cheaper that way Ugh!, what model is it? Writer(s): Wayne Kemp -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (3) In A Young Girl's Mind -------- Hand me my guitar there's a song that I was singing Back when I was young and I had a good time Looking for love in the misty waters of the seas that roll in a young girl's mind Only in shadows and lonely at night she turns to you softly you turn on the light You use her abuse her and you know it ain't right to treat one who loves you so badly When she's doing the best that she can you know she's doing the best that she can Do you believe in dreams do you believe in dreamers Hoping that you'll find what you're looking for You don't have to worry cause there's a bright tomorrow In the dreams that roll in a young girl's mind Only in shadows So hand me my guitar Of the seas that roll in a young girl's mind Writer(s): Hoyt Wayne Axton, Mark M. Dawson -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (4) Mountain Lady -------- Mountain lady do you sit on your front porch in the cool of the day Mountain lady did you think your kids would ever come back to stay Mountain lady does the columbine still twine around your door And did you ever get a rug To cover the cracks where my diaper drug on your wooden floor Oh you appalachian lady once i was your little baby And you rocked me in your homemade rockin' chair Since i heard the wild goose callin' i have done a lot of fallin' Mountain lady someday i'll come to you there Mountain lady does the country church bell ring on sunday morn Mountain lady do you still wear that old apron ragged and torn Mountain lady on winter nights before our old fireplace As you look into the flame do you ever call my name and do you see my face Oh you appalachian lady... Mountain lady Writer(s): John R Cash -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (5) Michigan City Howdy Do -------- Well johnson van dyke grigsby was paroled in '89 He never walked on a carpet never tasted dinner wine His old eyes were slowly fadin' as he walked out of the gate And he breathed the first free air he'd breathed since 19-0-8 Howdy do michigan city you're sure pretty sight But I know there's bigger citties and more excitin' nights But I think your girls're pretty and I love your children too Michigan city indiana howdy do michigan city indiana howdy do Michigan city indiana howdy do Filled with the joy of freedom he didn't know that he was old Cause time don't really matter when it's bubblin' in your soul Well I don't think he was bitter cause he sure had a smile And down the streets of michigan city he walked his first free miles Howdy do michigan city.... Writer(s): John R Cash -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (6) Sold Out Of Flagpoles -------- I walked down past the courthouse square three blocks or maybe four Run into my old friend there who runs a handy hardware store I said mornin' Lon what's the good word He said Abraham Lincoln Lone Ranger Mickey Mouse and I'm sold out of flagpoles I popped the top off a soda pop laid a quarter on the bar I said inflation is a dirty dog my payday sure ain't goin' far Liberty said Lonnie E Pluribus Uni in God we trust and I'm sold out of flagpoles I said hey Lonnie did you see Evel Knievel jumpin' on TV Jumped 13 buses with his machine reckon he could jump 14 No doubt said Lonnie winners keep on winnin' Even losers win sometimes and I'm sold out of flagpoles Ain't this been a year I said for frost and blight and flood and drought Twice as many tornados reckon it's all caused by fallout No it's the season said Lonnie they change Wind's gonna blow always did and I'm sold out of flagpoles Hey what d'you think about the sheriff's daughter Runnin' off with the preacher's son The sheriff's wife had to hold him back from goin' after them with his gun Boys and girls said Lonnie will get together Everything's normal and I'm sold out of flagpoles And I'm sold out of flagpoles sold out of flagpoles sold out of flagpoles Writer(s): John R Cash -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (7) Committed To Parkview -------- There's a man across the hall who sits staring at the floor, He thinks he's Hank Williams; hear him singing through the door. There's a girl in 203, who stops by to visit me, And she talks about her songs and the star that she should be. There are lots of special people staying in or passing through: And for one thing or another, committed to Parkview. There's a girl in 307, coming down on Thorazine. And a superstar's ex-drummer trying to kick Benzedrine. There's a boy just down below me, who's the son of some well-known: He was brought in by his mother, 'cos his daddy's always gone. There's a bum from down on Broadway and then a few quite well-to-do's: Who have withdrawn from the rat race and committed to Parkview. There's a girl who cries above me, loud enough to wake the dead. They don't know what she has taken that has scrambled up her head. There's a writer and a singer who has tried and tried and tried: They just brought him in this morning, an attempted suicide. There are those that never made it, those that did but now are through: Some came of their own good choosing: some committed to Parkview. They wake us about 6: 30, just before the morning meal. While they're taking blood pressure, they ask us how we feel. And I always say: "Fantastic! There ain't nothing wrong with me." And then they give me my injection and I go right back to sleep. And my days are kind of foggy and my nights are dreamy too: But they're taking good care of me: committed to Parkview. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (8) Daughter Of A Railroad Man -------- Leaving in a cloud of burning cinders cinders from a fire of love gone out Never looking back when she's highbolling She's the daughter of a railroam man no doubt Waking in a new bed every morning breaking in a new heart every night Up and running while the world is sleeping She's the daughter of a railroam man alright She is long and sleek and made for moving she's outward bound at any time she can She won't be staying long in any station she's the daughter of a railroam man Cries out in the night when she gets lonely you can bet she won't be lonely long On down the line someone waits her arrival and the daughter of a railroad man is gone She is long and sleek... Writer(s): John R Cash -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (9) Love Has Lost Again -------- I guess we're over and it's all been said before But I still want you though there's no reason anymore I can't remember when you and I began It makes no difference cause love has lost again If there's a reason we forgot it long ago And if there's an answer it's one I'll never know The price of giving I just don't understand But it's collected and love has lost again All that's left now is the closing of the door It sounds so final but I don't listen anymore It's not the last time that I'll break instead of bend But for the moment love has lost again It's not the last time that I'll break instead of bend But for the moment love has lost again Writer(s): Rosanne Cash -------- One Piece At A Time (1976) -------- -------- (10) Go On Blues -------- Go on blues go on lonesome Get your dark clouds off of me Go on blues go on troubles Turn loose of me set me free I've been down through that valley with you Now I've found me somebody who loves me too Go on blues go away from me Go on by me go on blues I've been down through that valley with you Now I've found me somebody who loves me too Go on blues go away from me Go on by me go on blues Yeah go on blues go on by me Get away from me go on blues Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (1) I Will Dance With You -------- I sang your song before you ever came along but that don't mean I'll sing along I've never waltzed the home sweet home but I will dance with you I'd spread my wings before you ever learned to fly like flocks of wild geese in the sky See one more shore before they die I will fly with you With you I'll dream before we ever fall asleep the dreams you always hope to keep And though they may fall to our feet I will dream with you I'd drink your wine and taste the sweetness of your fine And if I haven't aged with time before the days begin to twine I will age with you I sang your song before you ever came along but that don't mean I'll sing along I've never waltzed the home sweet home but I will dance with you Writer(s): Johnny Warman -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (2) The Last Gunfighter Ballad -------- The old gunfighter stood on the porch and stared into the sun And relived all the old days back when he was livin' by the gun When deadly games of pride were played and livin' was mistakes not made And the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke The thought of the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke And it's always keep your back to the sun And you can almost feel the weight of that gun It's faster than snakes or a blink of the eye And it's a time for all slow men to die His eyes get squinty and he's straight as a log and he empties his gun at the dirty dog And he's hit by the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Hit by the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Now the burn of a bullet is only a scar And he's back in his chair in front of a bar And the streets are empty and the blood's all dried The dead are dust and the whiskey's inside So buy him a drink and lend him an ear He's nobody's fool and he's the only one here Who remembers the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Remembers the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Said I stood in that street before it was paved I learned to shoot or be shot before I could shave And I did it all for the money and the fame Noble was nothing but feelin' no shame And nothing was sacred but stayin' alive And all that I learned from a Colt .45 Was to cuss the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Cuss the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Now he's just an old man that nobody believes Says he's a gunfighter the last of this breed And there's ghosts in the street seekin' revenge Callin' him out to the lunatic fringe He's out in the traffic now checking the sun And he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun So much for the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke So much for the smell of the black powder smoke And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Writer(s): Guy Clark -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (3) Far Side Banks Of Jordan -------- I believe my steps are growing wearier each day Still I've got a journey on my mind Lures of this old world have ceased to make me want to stay and my one regret is leaving you behind If it proves to be his will that I'm the first to go And some how I've a feeling it will be When it comes time to travel likewise don't feel lost For I will be the first one that you'll see And I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan I'll be waiting drawing pictures in the sand And when I see you coming I will rise up with a shout! And come running through the shallow waters reaching for your hand Through this life we've laboured hard to earn our meager fare It's brought us trembling hands and failing eyes I'll just rest here on this shore and turn my eyes away And then you'll come then we'll see paradise Writer(s): Terry Stephen Smith -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (4) Ridin' On The Cotton Belt -------- I recently went to a big homecomin' celebration In Cleveland County Arkansas where I was born Whole family went down and there was a great day for us I felt like this day was special especially for my mother and my daddy Though it was daddy's and mama's homecomin' And I was so proud of 'em ridin' that carriage Down the Main Street of Rison Arkansas Sometimes the songs I write sound like talkin' about myself But actually in some of these songs Especially this one I'm writin' about my daddy Ridin' on the Cotton Belt Cleveland County's where I long to be I got onto Brinkley and every mile I make is a memory This boxcar's cold and windy and the dust goes around in circles in the air But my hard times are behind me and I'm returnin' home so I don't care And I'm ridin' on the Cotton Belt railroad line In the pitchin' rolling rhythm and the noise Railroad men are friends of mine and I'm ridin' on the Cotton Belt boys Ridin' on the Cotton Belt across that little river called Saline That's where I went fishin' and I hunted in her bottoms as a teen Now just ahead's a farmhouse and in the kitchen window there's a light And I've just got fourteen dollars but I'm taking it myself home tonight And I'm ridin' on the Cotton Belt Cleveland County's where I long to be I got onto Brinkley and every mile I make is a memory This boxcar's cold and windy and the dust goes around in circles in the air But my hard times are behind me and I'm returnin' home so I don't care And I'm ridin' on the Cotton Belt railroad line In the pitchin' rolling rhythm and the noise Railroad men are friends of mine and I'm ridin' on the Cotton Belt boys Jumpin' off the Cotton Belt ain't easy when she's going forty per But I see my wife standin' there hoping that I'm coming home to her I got a few new cuts and bruises but this old working hobo's made a home So long to your Cotton Belt thank you for the ride keep rolling on I'm ridin' on the Cotton Belt Cleveland County's where I long to be I got onto Brinkley and every mile I make is a memory This boxcar's cold and windy and the dust goes around in circles in the air But my hard times are behind me and I'm returnin' home so I don't care And I'm ridin' on the Cotton Belt railroad line In the pitchin' rolling rhythm and the noise Railroad men are friends of mine and I'm ridin' on the Cotton Belt boys Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (5) Give It Away -------- Well I woke up this morning I had something on my face It was still there when I brushed my teeth still there when I shaved I showed it to my neighbor and he broke into a grin I gave it away I gave it away Smiles don't cost money give it away give it away Maybe all you have is just a kind word you can say give it away give it away I woke up this morning with a song in my heart I hummed it all through coffee and it gave my day a start I took my song to work with me and I sang it for my friend I gave it away I gave it away Yes Jesus loves me give it away give it away Maybe all you have is just a kind word you can say give it away give it away Don't think people do not care I know they care a lot Don't be bashful of somebody give it all you've got Understandin' means more than you ever thought it could to give it away give it away Love someone sometime give it away give it away Maybe all you have is just a kind word you can say give it away give it away Give it away give it away Writer(s): Tom Hall -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (6) You're So Close To Me -------- You're so close to me your body and your soul're now a part of me We are one now no one could ever know just what you are to me You're so close to me your deepest darkest secrets all belong to me I am you you are me you're so close to me And in the morning I can look into your eyes and know your feelings We can talk to one another without speeking And if it's lovin' that you're gonna know it Your sweet eyes show it every morning You're so close to me your body and your soul're now a part of me We are one now no one could ever know just what you are to me You're so close to me your deepest darkest secrets all belong to me I am you you are me you're so close to me And in the evening I can feel your gentle softness without touchin' you I don't need another thing I've got so much in you And if it's lovin' that you're gonna give it I'm gonna live it every evening You're so close to me your body and your soul're now a part of me We are one now no one could ever know just what you are to me You're so close to me your deepest darkest secrets all belong to me I am you you are me you're so close to me Writer(s): Mac Davis -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (7) City Jail -------- City jail city jail like an old scared dog I tuck my tail Bow my head and not a careless word is said Gotta sleep on the floor once more at city jail Well I was hangin' round the bus station Mindin' my own business like I always do When I saw this waitress in this bus station cafe And I thought I check out the action like I always do I'd give her the bad eye and made a few choices personal comments About what I thought mine and her possibilities could be for a team When she called the badge on me The badge grabbed me by the arm and he said What are you doin' hangin' around here for And I said for whatever's goin' around City jail city jail... He said no what I mean is what are you doin' Sayin' things like that to that lady And I said what's that lady's doin' with purple hair Well the badge said you're smart alec and I said no I ain't I'm just hungry And he said you're actin' like a smart alec And I said no that's how I act when I get hungry City jail city jail... Well he put me outside in a dark corner And before you could say hypocrite he hit me on the head And I said oooh don't hit me on the head I can't protect myself with the handcuffs on Please don't hit me on the head then he hit me again he hit me again he hit me again And I said oh oh oh oh oh please don't stand on my feet when you hit me I break my ankles when I fall City jail city jail... Well about that time they threw me in the wagon And that waitress walked out with a sailor I said hey you not you I'm talkin' to the purple people eater Yes you lady quote you're the cause of it all unquote Then she said to that sailor said get me away from that horrible man Harry City jail city jail... Well as they hauled me away I said everybody have a nice evening Writer(s): J R Cash -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (8) Cindy I Love You -------- We never really got right down to talking we couldn't seem to find the place or time Distance in the miles between us made us kinda stranger And it added to the distance already there between our minds And Cindy I love you yes I love you yes I love you And when I can't think of anything to say Don't be readin' something in my mind that isn't there Remember Cindy I love you anyway I look at you and wonder what you're thinkin' I'm sure you felt the same a time or two We must both remember that true love sure costs us nothin' You just told me your affection and I owed the same to you And Cindy I love you... Remember Cindy I love you anyway -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (9) Ballad Of Barbara -------- In a southern town where I was born That's where I got my education I worked in the fields and I walked in the woods And I wondered at creation. I recall the sun in a sky of blue And the smell of green things growin' And the seasons chang'd and I lived each day Just the way the wind was blowin'. Then I heard of a cultured city life Breath takin' lofty steeples And the day I called myself a man I left my land and my people. And I rambled north and I rambled east And I tested and I tasted And a girl or two, took me round and round But they always left me wasted. In a world that's all concrete and steel With nothin' green ever growin' Where the buildings hide the risin' sun And they blocked the free winds from blowin. Where you sleep all day and you wake all night To a world of drink and laughter I met that girl that I was sure would be The one that I was after. In a soft blue gown and formal tux Beneath that lofty steeple He said, "Do you Barbara, take this man, Will you be one of his people?" And she said, "I will." and she said, "I do." And the world looked mighty pretty And we lived in a fancy downtown flat 'Cause she loved the noisy city. But the days grew cold beneath a yellow sky And I longed for green things growin' And the thoughts of home and the people there But she'd not agreed to goin'. Then her hazel eyes turned away from me With a look that wasn't pretty And she turned into concrete and steel And she said, "I'll take the city." Now the cars go by on the interstate And my pack is on my shoulder But I'm goin' home, where I belong Much wiser now and older. -------- The Last Gunfighter Ballad (1977) -------- -------- (10) That Silver Haired Daddy Of Mine -------- In a vine covered Shack in the mountains Bravely fighting The battle of time There's a dear one Who's wept Through life's sorrows It's that silver Haired daddy of mine If I could recall All the heartaches Dear ole daddy I've caused you to bear If I could erase Those lines from your face And bring back The gold to your hair If God would but Grant me the power Just to turn back The pages of time I would give all I own just to put a tone To that silver Haired daddy of mine If I could recall All the heartaches Dear ole daddy I've caused you to bear If I could erase Those lines from your face And bring back The gold to your hair If God would but Grant me the power Just to turn back The pages of time I would give all I own just to put a tone To that silver Haired daddy of mine Writer(s): Gene Autry, Jimmy Long -------- The Rambler (1977) -------- -------- (1) Hit The Road And Go -------- I woke up this afternoon, looked into your eyes And somethin' was as wrong as if the sun forgot to rise I picked up a road map and I checked a few good places that I know And if you're no longer givin', I believe I'll hit the road and go I just got the feelin' that the fire was burnin' out 'Cause the air was turnin' colder every time you came about And a flame won't take a fannin' if the last reserve of love is runnin' low So since I've gotta button up, I believe I'll hit the road and go Country road 6-40, state highway 45 Life out of the interstate is very much alive There's magic in the mountains and music in the valleys down below And my song ain't through playin' yet so I believe I'll hit the road and go Good morning to you sunshine, good morning to you rain The windshield wiper's rhythm keeps me singin' down the pain Today I'm gonna miss you less if I miss you at all You'll never know, you'll never know This rambler has cut all the ties and pulled up stakes to hit the road and go This rambler has cut all the ties and pulled up stakes to hit the road and go Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Rambler (1977) -------- -------- (2) If It Wasn't For The Wabash River -------- Fish ain't bitin' but I don't really care and don't hurry Like that Wabash River there I'd be drinkin' Or laying dead somewhere if it wasn't for the Wabash River If it wasn't for the Wabash River and this willow tree and my pole and a line I'd be goin' crazy as an Indiana cyclone Drownin' memories of her and cryin' cryin' cryin' If it wasn't for the Wabash River I'd be goin' out off my mind It's so peaceful sittin' here beneath my tree Lord I need her Like she often needed me life ain't worth it Just as far as I can see if it wasn't for the Wabash River If it wasn't for the Wabash River... [Rambler] Look out man alive Fifty-five miles an hour they want us to go on this Interstate And you go fifty-five and you get run over by a truck so what do you do [Fisherman] Man I must be nuts I just got back from California All that time out there chasin' after her [Rambler] Well she must be worth a round trip [Fisherman] Worth it You know there was a time I'd run naked through the snow just to touch that woman [Rambler] But you wouldn't now ha [Fisherman] Where we're at anyway [Rambler] I don't know I believe that's the Platte River you want to go fishin' again [Fisherman] I had enough fishin' [Rambler] It's still a long way to California you know [Fisherman] You know I just might change my mind before we get there [Rambler] You sound like you got no control over whether you go or not [Fisherman] That's just it what is it about a woman that makes such a dummy out of a man She was wild even when she was lovin' me man I knew tomorrow it'd likely be somebody else she would be with But you know just that idea that the next day she could be lovin' me again That's what kept me on her tail chasin' after all the time She really was poison but I guess it was good poison Look at me here I go again hopin' for another dose of that sweet poison she had man Did you ever have a woman like that [Rambler] Yeah I guess I have [Fisherman] You know what I mean [Rambler] My woman's a lady [Fisherman] A lady [Rambler] A lady will give you the best lovin' you ever had I don't care what you had in California but even a lady's love can burn out though But what I mean is a good woman a kind sweet considerate understandin' woman That likes to be treated like she treats you And if that ain't bull the better she gives love the more she wants to give I know what I'm talkin' about a lady Lovin's better is a lovin' heart's goin' to give another and a lady loves to give Mine did for a little while Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Rambler (1977) -------- -------- (3) Lady -------- Lady your arms're always warm and your bed was always ready when I came Lady in the middle of the night You would open up when you'd hear me call your name And you were always there to see the turning of my key And your laughing voice to me was like a song Lady your spirit's sweet and free it's hanging on with me now that I'm gone Lady you spoke softly and kind and you never had a word to criticize Lady you know I love you so even more than I ever let you be alive And day or night I knew that I could bring it all to you And if I was wrong you'd never put me down Lady so much I could say but I can't find the way to write it down Can't find the way to write it down The days and the miles roll by In Denver the Rambler and the Fisherman are tired of the road And ready for whatever the city and the night have to offer They check into a cheap hotel and go right to the bar downstairs It's Saturday night and the city's alive They've been in the bar four hours now and it's nearly closin' time [Fisherman] Hey give me another Coors how about you Angie [Bargirl 1] I don't like beer [Fisherman] Wow man I believe the little lady here wants champagne [Bargirl 2] Hey yeah could I have champagne [Rambler] Do you think we're a couple of bankers here or somethin' [Bargirl 1] I like that [Fisherman] Abracadabra abracadabra Coors you're no longer Coors you're champagne [Rambler] Man I've had enough of this [Bargirl 1] Hey where are you goin' [Rambler] Good night [Bargirl 2] Hey you're not goin' are you you were buyin' me a drink [Fisherman] Hey give me another Coors [Bargirl 1] But I don't like beer [Fisherman] That ain't beer honey that's Coors [Rambler] Well the barman's right Beer the bar girls too much beer I must be seein' things I saw you sittin' on a barstool lady and I looked up and you were gone You didn't like beer either did you lady liked champagne neither did you lady In Denver Colorado fancy town for a fancy lady like you Hey maybe she's out there somewhere hey lady hahaha Hey I ran maybe she ran maybe I did see her downstairs Maybe she's drownin' her blues like I did Hey maybe I did see her down there havin' a ball somewhere comin' up to me Yeah maybe she'll be comin' yeah maybe she'll be comin' Writer(s): J R Cash -------- The Rambler (1977) -------- -------- (4) After The Ball -------- I hear people laughing on the corner by the square The neon flickers on my wall and I know you're out there I've been in here a listening for your footsteps down the hall And I'll be waiting for you after the ball After the ball is over, after the ball If you cannot stand I got a place for you to fall The blinds are drawn and I have turned the clock-face to the wall I'll be waiting for you after the ball. Loving you is a sweet addiction I need only you Just as long as you come back we'll do what you want to Give the night your laughter, but I'll have you after all. I'll be waiting for you after the ball After the ball is over, after the ball If you cannot stand I got a place for you to fall The blinds are drawn and I have turned the clock-face to the wall I'll be waiting for you after the ball. -------- The Rambler (1977) -------- -------- (5) No Earthly Good -------- Come hear me good brothers, come here one and all Don't brag about standing or you'll surely fall You're shinin' your light and shine it you should But you're so heavenly minded you're no earthly good No earthly good you are no earthly good You're so heavenly minded you're no earthly good You're shinin' your light yes and shine it you should You're so heavenly minded and you're no earthly good Come hear me good sisters you're salt of the earth If your salt isn't salted then what is it worth You could give someone a cool drink if you would You're so heavenly minded and you're no earthly good No earthly good you are no earthly good You're so heavenly minded you're no earthly good You could give someone a cool drink if you would You're so heavenly minded and you're no earthly good If you're holdin' heaven then spread it around There are hungry hands reaching up here from the ground Move over and share the high ground where you stood So heavenly minded you're no earthly good No earthly good you are no earthly good You're so heavenly minded you're no earthly good Move over and share the high ground where you stood So heavenly minded and you're no earthly good No earthly good... Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Rambler (1977) -------- -------- (6) A Wednesday Car -------- The assembly line is runnin' slow on Monday They've been livin' it up and layin' up Saturday and Sunday On Tuesday they're about to come around But they still feel bad and they're kinda down And mad cause they've got four more day before the weekend rolls around On Wednesday they're feelin' fine again And they're workin' like a dog and diggin' in Tryin' to do everything they should puttin' 'em cars together good And I got me a car that was made on Wednesday on Wednesday If you're gonna boy yourself a new car You just better hope you're lucky enough to get one made on Wednesday On Thursday the weekend is in sight And they're in a hurry and they don't do nothing right Friday is the worst day of the week that's the day they make lemons dogs and freaks If your car was made on Friday friend you'll soon be in the creek Cause it's payday and the loafin' has begun Lord them Friday cars just hope you don't get one Monday Tuesday Thursday and Friday Are all bad days and the only try day is Wednesday And my car was made on Wednesday on Wednesday If your car wasn't made on Wednesday I'd advise you not to even leave home any. Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Rambler (1977) -------- -------- (7) My Cowboy's Last Ride -------- The cowboy's lady is cryin' tonight cause the cowboy is out on the range Runnin' and ramblin' and chasin' some stray and good cowboys don't ever change I tried to hold him in the home corral but the grasses were greener outside So I'm gonna sit here in front of this door And I've loaded up my cowboy's fourty-four When the smoke clears there'll be a new brand on his eyes This is my cowboy's last ride Oh I hate to see him go but I won't be stayin' home cryin' I hate to watch him die but this is my cowboy's last ride Cowboy remembers the old trails we rode and he's back in the saddle tonight This time I'm lettin' the homefires burn out and I'm leavin' when I blow out his light Cause I still remember good waterin' holes and the places that are open and wide And I have decied he won't put me down a filly should be free for horsin' around And I will no longer be hobbled and tied this is my cowboy's last ride Oh I hate to see him go but I won't be stayin' home cryin' I hate to watch him die but this is my cowboy's last ride Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Rambler (1977) -------- -------- (8) Calilou -------- Well I'm finally goin' back to Louisiana Runnin' and thumbin' all the way That started out way out in California I been makin' bout five hundred miles a day I covered all the beaches on the west coast From Mexico Crason City Bay But Calilou was not in California That's where her daddy came from by the way And by the way her mother was a cajun She came from New Orleans I've heard her say And it's just like a girl to wanna see her mama So I might find her there along the way Calilou Calilou well they should have call you restless Well they should have call you drifter Yeah they should have call you trouble instead of Calilou I reacall the first time that I saw her I picked her up near Phoenix in my car Just another beauty seekin' fame and fortune And I told her if she should be a movie star The next time I saw her was Tucumcari She served my bowl of chili with a smile I said it's been a year since I last saw you Wonder how'd you like to share a few good miles Well the justice of the peace was very sleepy I held her in my arms a whole night long I whispered words like settle down and family And when I woke up my Calilou was gone Calilou Calilou well they should have call you restless Well they should have call you drifter Yeah they should have call you trouble instead of Calilou Calilou Calilou well they should have call you restless Well they should have call you drifter Yeah they should have call you trouble instead of Calilou It's a long way to New Orleans Well I got plenty of time Me too you know it's lot of fun just seein' what the next day has to offer You never know what round the next bend Or what we're gonna find either Do you know what I just wonder how long a man has to look before he finds himself I just got the feelin' that the fire was burnin' out Cause the air was turnin' colder every time you came about And a flame won't take a fannin' if the last reserve of love is runnin' low So since I've gotta button up I believe I'll hit the road and go Country road 6-40 state highway 45 Life out of the interstate is very much alive There's magic in the mountains and music in the valleys down below And my song ain't through playin' yet so I believe I'll hit the road and go Writer(s): J R Cash -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (1) I Would Like To See You Again -------- I was sittin' here thinking about old times some old times some old friends And suddenly it crossed my mind that I would like to see you again Remember how we used to walk and talk walk and talk holding hands Said we loved each other I recall made a lot of future plans But the years have come and gone and a whole lot has happened since then But tonight babe your memory's awfully strong on my mind And I would like to see you again It's funny how an old flame comes back come on back make you blue But I just saw a picture of a railroad track and some old shack and me and you Guess I'd better straighten out my mind straighten it out go to bed And pray that I don't dream about old times some old times gone and dead But the years have come and gone... Writer(s): Charlie Craig, Larry Atwood -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (2) Lately -------- Lately I've been thinking that you don't love me at all Lately I've been readin' and the writin' on the wall Is sayin' looks like you'll be going and I've no sure way of knowing But somehow that's what I've been thinking lately Lately you've been saying things that I don't understand Lately you look through me as if I'm another man Instead of your old one and only I'm beginnin' to get lonely I've been feeling you'll be leaving lately You might as well just stop it now cause I already know You wouldn't hurt me less if you just go ahead and go You know your heart's already gone so you might as well go on Things have not been working for us lately things have not been working for us lately Writer(s): John R Cash -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (3) I Wish I Was Crazy Again -------- I met an old friend this morning And I stopped him and called him by name I said, "The years haven't changed you But he said, "Good Lord, how you've changed!" So we stood there and talked on the corner And remembered the good times we had Then he asked if we're happy together And I only smiled and I said "Yes, she keeps me off the streets And she keeps me out of trouble Sometimes at night, Lord, when I hear the wind I wish I was crazy again, yes, I wish I was crazy again" Then we stopped in at a tavern We had us a round or two We called ourselves old desperado's, old desperado's As old friends are likely to do We sat for a while and remembered Then he said, "Let's have just one more" I said, "I'd sure like to join you But best be goin' on home" "Yes, she keeps me off the streets She keeps me off the streets" Writer(s): Bob McDill -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (4) Who's Gene Autry? -------- Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro Back in the saddle again My little boy said, "Daddy, who's Gene Autry?" His old movie was comin' on TV And I said, "Let me tell you about him, son" And I took him upon my knee "Why, when I was a little boy about your size And just about every Saturday night When I could scrape up a dime for the movies And when my Daddy said alright" "I'd be right downtown at the picture show Like everybody else that could To see a handsome man On a big fine stallion goin' about, doin' good" Singin', "Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro Put him back in the saddle again Whoopi tai ai yeh, let him go on his way Back in the saddle again" "Well, he could ride his horse and play his guitar And sing all at the same time And I was ridin' right along there beside him On that broomstick pony of mine" "And you know his pistol never ran out of bullets When the bad guys had to be stopped And somehow his bullets never drew any blood But the bad guys dropped when he shot" "Yeah, old Gene was an image of justice And goodness and purity And in the eyes of a poor, little country boy He made the world look better to me" Singin', "Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro Put him back in the saddle again Whoopi tai ai yeh, let him go on his way Back in the saddle again" "And you know the way He rescued the rancher's daughter He'd sent a thrill right up the aisle And the endin' would always send us home With a good victorious smile" "Now you ask me, 'Who's Gene Autry?' Well, son, go ahead and watch the show And then ride off into the sunset with him Like I did forty years ago" Singin', "Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro Put him back in the saddle again Whoopi tai ai yeh, let him go on his way Back in the saddle again" Writer(s): John R Cash -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (5) Hurt So Bad -------- I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt.. I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I am still right here What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way Writer(s): John R Cash -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (6) I Don't Think I Could Take You Back Again -------- Now you don't have to worry about me babe Just hook 'em up and head on out to the places where you've been Go ahead and fly like an eagle in the sky And when you land you'll find I'm still your friend But I don't think I could take you back again Ain't no need to bother about me babe Someone will come along and she will take me by the hand Together we will walk where the grass is green and new And I'll even think about you now and then But I don't think I could take you back again Hey where you going you can't get there without me so goodbye go on goodbye And remember though I'm setting you free I won't cry cry cry I've seen you toss and turning in your sleep babe Now your dreambags're packed you've got your ticket in your hand When you love someone you want what's best for them That's how it is and that's how it's always been And I don't think I could take you back again Hey where you going... Writer(s): Earl Ball, Joel Sonnier -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (7) Abner Brown -------- Every town has its town bum I guess ours had one Here's a song about him, I remember him fondly Well his name was Abner Brown I knew an old drunk named Abner Brown And nobody knew when he came to town But he spread good will to his fellow men And they let him sleep in the cotton gin He could drink more brew than an army could But he had more friends and he did more good Than a lot of fine fancy people in our town So they tolerated Abner Brown And all us kids were on his side 'Cause he told us tales till our eyes grew wide And he made us feel bout ten feet tall 'Cause he had no kids but he claimed us all And after school and on weekends You could find me down at the cotton gin The truest friend that I ever found was A good old drunk named Abner Brown Abner Brown, I wish that I could see you once again I believe that you'd stack up with all the mighty men I've met and known in all the low And higher places that I've been Thinking of you picks me up when I'm feeling down I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown Lord take me back to the cotton land To Arkansas take me home again Let me be the boy that I once have been Let me walk that road to the cotton gin He's probably dead many years ago And gone the way that old drunks go But I'd still like to sit me down Talk to my old friend, Abner Brown Abner Brown, I wish I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (8) After Taxes -------- I feel so good come payday I think of all the things I'm gonna Buy when I pick up my pay Don't you know, but then they hand me That little brown envelope I peep inside, Lord I lose all hope 'Cause from those total wages earned Down to that net amount that's due I feel the painful sense of loss between the two There goes that bracelet for her arm There goes that new fence for my farm There goes that brand new Pontiac There goes the shirt right off my back You can dream about a honeymoon for two You can dream but that's about all you can do 'Cause by the time old Uncle Sam gets through with you You can buy her a pair of hose A little powder for her nose And take her down to Sloppy Joe's for beer And stew them are the facts after tax You can dream about vacation in the sun You can dream but you can't never have you one 'Cause by the time your good old Uncle Sam gets done You've got just enough for gas To see them city limits pass And if you get back home fourth class I'd say you won There goes that bracelet for her arm There goes that new fence for my farm Send back that short wave radio cancel that trip to Mexico Forget that brand new Pontiac There goes the shirt right off my back -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (9) There Ain't No Good Chain Gang -------- Bet it ain't raining back home Bet your sister's still on the phone Bet Momma's in the kitchen, cooking fried chicken Wishing that I hadn't done wrong Yeah, Momma, don't you worry about it none though Everything's gonna be all right, Momma They're teaching us a lot of new things in here Momma Things like There ain't no good in an evil-hearted woman And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James And you don't go writing hot cheques down in Mississippi And there ain't no good chain gang Papa's reading yesterday's mail Wishing that the hay was all baled I bet he's a-wishing we could go fishing And here I am a-laying in jail Well, Papa, don't you worry about it none now Everything's gonna be all right, Papa They're teaching us a lesson a day we're learning pretty well too We've already learned a whole lot of stuff already Things like There ain't no good in an evil-hearted woman And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James And you don't go writing hot cheques down in Mississippi And there ain't no good chain gang There ain't no good in an evil-hearted woman And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James And you don't go writing hot cheques down in Mississippi And there ain't no good chain gang There ain't no good in an evil-hearted woman And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James And you don't go writing hot cheques down in Mississippi And there ain't no good chain gang Writer(s): Hal Bynum, Dave Kirby -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (10) That's The Way It Is -------- Remember back in school we learned the golden rule Do unto others as you'd have and do to you You're supposed to love me as much as I love you It's a shame that ain't the way it is Lovers in a movie on that great big screen He treats her like she's a queen she treats him like a king Wouldn't that be nice if life is lived that way It's a shame that ain't the way it is I'd like to start each morning with good morning dear And end each night with the goodnight kiss But all I have is your memory with me laying here It's a shame but that's the way it is A love song tells a story of a good love going bad Then paints a pretty pictures of that same love coming back I wish that I could sing it I wish that I could paint it It's a shame that ain't the way it is I'd like to start each morning... It's a shame but that's the way it is Writer(s): Roger Bowling, Larry Butler -------- I Would Like To See You Again (1978) -------- -------- (11) I'm Alright Now -------- I've been a rambler, I've been a gambler I've been in trouble a time or two I known a lot good looking women But Lord, bless the day that I found You I'm alright now, I'm alright now I was ridin' on the devil's train but I got off somehow I'm alright now, I'm alright Gabriel, let your trumpet blow, I'm alright now I've been demented, been discontented I've been in jail pretty close to hell I've been frisky on sipping whiskey, yeah And I done a few other things that I'll never tell But I'm alright now I'm alright now I'm alright now Writer(s): Jerry Lee Hensley -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (1) Gone Girl -------- She is deliciously tall sort of a long girl She is delightfully small sort of a song girl She freely admits to the world that she was a wrong girl That's nothing compare to the fact that she is a gone girl Gone like a knock on the door gone with yesterday and before Gone with the wind for ever more She'd never laid claim to the fact that she was a strong girl So why should I loudly proclaim that she was a wrong girl I'd rather think of her name as some sort of song girl And think poetical things to think of my gone girl Gone like a knock on the door... -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (2) I Will Rock And Roll With You -------- They used to call me Rockabilly All of us ran through When Elvis opened up the door With a pup-and-pup-and-boo I didn't ever play much rock and roll 'Cause I got so much country in my soul But I'm a different man for lovin' you And I take a shot at what you ask me to And baby I will rock and roll with you If I have to Memphis 1955 on Newton Avenue Carl and Jerry and Charlie and Roy And Billy Riley too A new sun risin' on the way we sing And a world of weirdo's waitin' in the wings But I love you and though I'm past 42 There are still a few things yet I didn't do And baby I will rock and roll with you If I have to Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (3) The Diplomat -------- He slowly raised the trembling hand Gently brushed the silver strand of hair from his wrinkled brow Lips that used to talk so free the eyes that used to beckon me were silent now He listens to a passin' train gives into an old familiar pain familiar pain They retired him twenty years ago gave him a watch made of gold and took his train His woman's name was Margaret He loved her but she went away and left his heart undone He called this train the Diplomat she's the only other lady that he ever loved Some forty years he made the steam From Memphis down to New Orleans but now he's off the line And the closest that he ever gets Margaret or the Diplomat is in his mind He siad take me to the station the Diplomat is bringing Margaret home Can't you hear that whistle blowing they both know I've been alone for much too long Let's not keep 'em waitin' we'll talk about the good times later on Right now take me to the station the Diplomat is bringing Margaret home They say he talks crazy when He sees the passin' train or when he hears Margaret's name But the only things he ever loved he lost before he loved enough he's not to blame So who's to say he's right or wrong Reachin' out and hangin' on to dreams he can't let go He threw the watch of gold away but keeps tracks of memories where he belongs He siad take me to the station... They retired him twenty years ago gave him a watch made of gold And took daddy's train -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (4) No Expectations -------- Come and take me to the airport Come and bore me on that plane Cause I've got no expectations To ever pass this way again Well once I was a rich man but now I am so poor Never in my weary life have I felt like this before Your love is like a diamond and you cast your pearls to swine And as I see you leavin' me it drags my peace of mind Come and take me to the airport Come and bore me on that plane Cause I've got no expectations To ever pass this way again Your love is like the water It's sparking on the stone Your love is like the music First it's here and then it's gone Come and take me to the airport Come and bore me on that plane Cause I've got no expectations To ever pass this way again Come and take me to the airport Come and bore me on that plane Cause I've got no expectations To ever pass this way again Writer(s): Mick Jagger, Keith Richards -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (5) It Comes And Goes -------- I've been up and down and out and I have been around And I felt good more times than I felt bad Lovin' you felt better than I've never known before Losin' you's worst things that I've had But it comes and goes It's like a blue wind blows Yes it goes and comes But now I'm livin' some And today my high didn't get any lower And my low didn't fall anymore But sometimes when I drop my guard Everybody knows Cause I can't control my feeling And there ain't much sign of healing Cause when the pain is there it always shows But it comes and goes In my mind I'm holding you and loving you again I hear you laugh and the feel you cling to me Although it's over I'm still holding on a little bit And there's a lotta pain in the memories But it comes and goes It's like a blue wind blows Yes it goes and comes But now I'm livin' some Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (6) It'll Be Her -------- If anyone ever finds a better way to love it'll be her lovin' me If anyone ever goes out of their way to show they care it'll be her lovin' me She's every woman that I've ever known rolled up in one And if I'm ever loved any more she'll be the one To get it done the way it should be it'll be her lovin' me If ever I'm down and out and need someone to care it'll be her lovin' me If ever I'm in the cold and I need someone warm to hold it'll be her lovin' me She's every woman... She's every woman... Writer(s): Billy Ray Reynolds -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (7) The Gambler -------- About twenty years ago On a train bound for nowhere I met up with The Gambler We were both too tired to sleep So we took turns a starin' Through the window at the darkness 'Til boredom overtook us And he commenced to speak He said, 'Son, I've made a life Out of readin' people's faces And knowin' what their cards were By the way they held their eyes And if you don't mind my sayin' I would say you're out of aces And for one taste of your whiskey I will give you some advice' So I handed him my bottle And he drank down my last swallow Then he bummed a cigarette Then he bummed a light The night got deathly quiet And his face lost all expression He said, 'If you're gonna play the game, boy You better learn to play it right' 'Cause ev'ry gambler knows That the secret to survival Is knowin' what to throw away And knowin' what to keep And ev'ry hand's a winner Just like ev'ry hand's a loser And the best that you can hope for Is to die in your sleep. You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You don't ever count your money While you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin' is done You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You don't ever count your money While you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin' is done And when he finished speakin' He turned back t'ward the window Put out his cigarette Faded off to sleep And somewhere in the darkness The gambler he broke even But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You don't ever count your money While you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin' is done You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You don't ever count your money While you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin' is done You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You don't ever count your money While you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin' is done Writer(s): Don Schlitz -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (8) Cajun Born -------- Left pretty Jo.I was born on the bayoo thirty miles out of LaFaiette My daddy was a Cajun man and he taught me how to plow I remember mama's breakfast goosh-goosh in the caye Steam syrup upon the banje I wish I had me some now I'm a Cajun born I'm a Cajun bred and when I die I'll be Cajun dead If I die in Alaska if I die in Ohio my soul will find it's way back to the bayou Went to church every Sunday had a French talkin' preacher man We kids joked about the preacher man cause we thought he wore a dress After church we had a party Cajun music on the phonograph Harry Short singing Jole Blon made a singer out of me I'm a Cajun born... When I get enough to marry get myself a Cajun lady Somethin' sorta like my mama cause I ain't no other no other kind And wherever fortune takes me with the breaks or makes me Memory won't forsake me got Louisiana on my mind I'm a Cajun born... Writer(s): Kermit Goell, Joel Sonnier -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (9) You And Me -------- Ain't it good babe? You and me We sail the stormy waters We calm the angry seas We knew we could babe You and me Just as long as we have you and me What more could a man want Than a woman there beside him To hold his hand And understand That everyday is not the same Sometimes it's gonna rain You are my sunshine And I'm your man Ain't it good babe? You and me We sail the stormy waters We calm the angry seas We knew we could babe You and me Just as long as we have you and me What more could a woman want Than a man there beside her through The bad times We had good times You've always been a pillow A shoulder and a friend And I thank God that you are mine Ain't it good babe? You and me We sail the stormy waters We calm the angry seas We knew we could babe You and me Just as long as we have you and me Writer(s): Roger Bowling, Larry Butler -------- Gone Girl (1978) -------- -------- (10) Song For The Life -------- I don't drink the way that I used to lately that just ain't my style And the hard times don't hurt like they once did They pass more quickly like when I was wild And somehow I've learned how to listen to a sound like the sun going down In the magic the morning is bringing There's a song for the life I have found it keeps my feet on the ground The mid summer days ain't too heavy they just flow like a breeze through my mind And nothing appears in a hurry to make up for some old lost times And somehow I've learned how to listen to a sound like the sun going down In the magic the morning is bringing There's a song for the life I have found it keeps my feet on the ground Somehow I've learned how to listen to a sound like the sun going down In the magic the morning is bringing There's a song for the life I have found it keeps my feet on the ground -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (1) (I'm Proud) The Baby Is Mine -------- Now don't laugh at the condition the lady's in She soon could wear a cocktail dress again But we get along without cocktails, mighty fine This will be our first and I'm proud the baby is mine Yes, I married her although I knew the kind of life she used to live And 'cause I knew she loved me too, it was easy to forgive And if you just mind your own business we'd be fine Don't ever doubt I'm proud the baby is mine She's awkward, yeah, but have you seen her face Where there once was shame there's a sparkle in it's place And her conscience is clear that's why her eyes shine Mister don't ever doubt I'm proud the baby is mine I married her although I knew the kind of life she used to live And 'cause I knew she loved me too, it was easy to forgive If you'd mind your own business we'd make it fine Tell all her old friends I'm proud the baby is mine Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (2) Cotton Pickin' Hands -------- Don't turn around, don't call out my name Like the breeze, it would fan a dying flame I've got someone, I wanted you to know So close the door lightly when you go Who was the one that stole my time Who was the one that broke my mind Who was the one that made me be unkind It was you, so fare thee well, sweet love of mine Just close the door lightly when you go Save the tears for someone else's eyes Mind of glass They cut just like your lies, they fall like rain And drift away like snow So close the door lightly when you go Get out and close the door lightly when you go -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (4) That's What It's Like To Be Lonesome -------- Tears keep rolling down your cheek Your voice gets choked so you can't speak Every day seems like a week And that's what it's like to be lonesome You get too blue to stay at home But in a crowd you're still alone You lose the will to carry on And that's what it's like to be lonesome Everyone has a hope that's died Everyone cries a tear inside Everyone has a cross to bear But I've got more than my share Your mind is built with memories Your heart cries out for sympathy An empty blue eternity And that's what it's like to be lonesome Writer(s): Bill Anderson -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (5) Thunderball -------- There is a rumble in the sky and all the world can hear it call They shutter at the fury of the mighty Thunderball The power of her engines, now, has drowned in the sea But the deadly force from within her is somewhere running free Thunderball, your fiery breath can burn the coldest man And who is going to suffer from the power in your hand Somewhere, there is a man who could stop the thing in time He is known by very few but he's feared by all in crime By courage and by fighting, he has not been known to fall But neither has the fury of the mighty Thunderball Thunderball, your fiery breath can burn the coldest man And who is going to suffer from the power in your hand Money hungry minds need a thread to launch a scheme But those, who hold the Thunderball, could rule the world, it seem(s) Cannot the peaceful world find the clue to where she's gone The silent sea won't answer now but terror lingers on Thunderball, your fiery breath can burn the coldest man And who is going to suffer from the power in your hand Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (6) One Too Many Mornings -------- Down the street the dogs are barkin' And the day is a-gettin' dark. As the night comes in a-fallin', The dogs 'll lose their bark. An' the silent night will shatter From the sounds inside my mind, For I'm one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind. From the crossroads of my doorstep, My eyes they start to fade, As I turn my head back to the room Where my love and I have laid. An' I gaze back to the street, The sidewalk and the sign, And I'm one too many mornings An' a thousand miles behind. It's a restless hungry feeling That don't mean no one no good, When ev'rything I'm a-sayin' You can say it just as good. You're right from your side, I'm right from mine. We're both just one too many mornings An' a thousand miles behind. Writer(s): Bob Dylan -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (7) How Did You Get Away From Me -------- Oh, I hate but you made it. Your runnin', jumpin', laughin' filled with glee. Oh, I told ya that I hold ya. Just how did you get away from me? I had bars on the windows had you chained to the floor. And a moss covered monster at the door. (12 feet tall, that ain't all) Had a bottemless moat with a hole in the boat. And a big rattlesnake if you tried to make the break. Had a swarm of bees a gorilla in the tress. Just how did you get away from me? (You said I die if I try) Aw, where'd you get the sense to get through the electric fence. Your handcuffs are gone you're runnin' free. What happen to my sniper with his high powered rifle. Just how did you get away from me? Is it true that you really did make it through. How bout the tiger in the car. (And the dynomite you planted in the jar, in the car) Did you go like a mole through a hole. Or did you sail like a quail on the pole. Give it to the news on TV. (So I can see) Just how did you get away from me? (You said I die if I try) Just how did you get away from me? -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (8) Adios Aloha -------- Adios, aloha, hasta luego, and buenas noches to you Adios, aloha, hasta luego, and buenas noches to you You said au revoir, ma te cherie Which means that you're leaving me (I guess) Well, comme bon toi a moi sont, yes I tell you to get along I'm finally getting out of this mess And that's not all I got to say Adios, aloha, hasta luego, and buenas noches to you Adios, aloha, hasta luego, and buenas noches to you You said j'ai l'intention de partir demain Which means you're leaving right away (Ole) Well, c'est la vie, that's life I didn't want to be your wife I didn't love you anyway And that's not all I got to say Adios, aloha, hasta luego, and buenas noches to you Adios, aloha, hasta luego, and buenas noches to you Adios, aloha, hasta luego, and buenas noches to you Writer(s): Webley Edwards, Queen Liliuokalani -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (9) Who knows the way? -------- The best place to be was at home. From there I once moved out into the world. And I looked for my happiness in the distance. Who knows the way the way back! She gave me love and her heart. But I only brought her tears, suffering and pain. And I left her and with it my happiness. Who knows the way the way back! Who knows the way back to that time? The way back to the past? The way home and to your first happiness? Who knows the way the way back? The best place to be was at home. From there I once moved out into the world. And I looked for my happiness in the distance. Who knows the way the way back! Who knows the way back to that time? The way back to the past? The way home and to your first happiness? Who knows the way the way back? -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (10) Ain't You Ashamed -------- Oh you sit there and smile and you hold him by the hand You'll make him a failure and break him as a man You know, he was mine, yes you took the things, I claimed Look into the mirror, woman, ain't you ashamed [Refrain:] Ain't you ashamed that you took all I owned You lured him away from me with your sweet lies and song Your comment, I'm a dozen, and things that I can't blame Look into the mirror, woman, ain't you ashamed These gray hairs, I wear, are not put there by age In my book of life, your name's on many a page Our fire of love was burning but you lured him from the flame Look into the mirror, woman, ain't you ashamed [Refrain] -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (11) Smiling Bill Mccall -------- Well, the whole town listened to the radio For the Smiling Bill McCall Show Everyone in Nashville Was listenin' to Bill I don't want to be layin' in bed When they pronounce me dead He'd stand and breathe in the microphone With his guitar hangin' to his knee bone All the girls just sat and dreamed When Bill began his sing I don't want my hat to be hung When my last song is sung But he never let fame go to his head "This is Smiling Bill McCall", he said "Gonna pick and sing a song or two You all listen till I'm through" And if you're at the house or in your car Tune in this time tomorrow To all the boys he was a big hero They'd glue their ears to the radio Then talkin' a most unusual drawl Imitatin' Bill McCall Daddy, can I get me a guitar 'Cause I want to be a star The girls would say of Bill McCall Why I bet he's over six feet tall Handsomest man in Nashville They said of Smiling Bill He won't be plantin' potato slips When he cashes in his chips Then one day Bill didn't make the show Didn't even show up for a week or so The station's boss said to city hall "Find Smiling Bill McCall" It won't be hard to track him down He's got the biggest feet in town Well, there's a creek that runs through Nashville And on the bank they found Smiling Bill He's committin' suicide But they grabbed him before he tried "Turn me loose, I want to jump", he screamed "'Cause I can't stand that theme" Let this be my final breath 'Cause I'm scared to half to death" The big brave Smiling Bill McCall Is only four feet tall I'd rather be in the river dead Than to hear 'em laughin' at my bald head Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Johnny & June (1978) -------- -------- (12) In Virginia -------- I liked moving from Virginia Out into the wide world But out there in the distance Everything looks different there [Refrain:] In Virginia, in Virginia Can I be happy again? With friends, with loved ones I'll never be so alone again In the city of strange streets Nobody gives me their hand And my luck has left me I am poor and unknown [Refrain:] With friends, with loved ones I'll never be so alone again -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (1) The L & N Don't Stop Here Anymore -------- When I was a curly headed baby My daddy sat me down on his knee He said, "son, go to school and get your letters, Don't you be a dusty coal miner, boy, like me." I was born and raised at the mouth of hazard hollow The coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door But now they stand in a rusty row all empty Because the l & n don't stop here anymore I used to think my daddy was a black man With script enough to buy the company store But now he goes to town with empty pockets And his face is white as a February snow I was born and raised at the mouth of hazard hollow The coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door But now they stand in a rusty row all empty Because the l & n don't stop here anymore I never thought I'd learn to love the coal dust I never thought I'd pray to hear that whistle roar Oh, god, I wish the grass would turn to money And those green backs would fill my pockets once more I was born and raised at the mouth of hazard hollow The coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door But now they stand in a rusty row all empty Because the l & n don't stop here anymore Last night I dreamed I went down to the office To get my pay like a had done before But them ol' kudzu vines were coverin' the door And there were leaves and grass growin' right up through the floor I was born and raised at the mouth of hazard hollow The coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door But now they stand in a rusty row all empty Because the l & n don't stop here anymore Writer(s): Jean Ritchie -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (2) Lonesome To The Bone -------- On the park bench I slept on Raindrops are fallin' on the newspapers coverin' me I hear early mornin' motors And I know the world is wakin' for the dawn But my mind's down a dark alley Somewhere where last night you loved me And in the early mornin' chill my arms remember still But I'm droppin' like a stone lonesome to the bone The sun is roughly risin' on the roofs of Stagger town The time for sweat and poison out is just now comin' 'round The high time of last midnight is over with and gone Leavin' me to be lonesome to the bone I walked away the wind blows And any way the wind goes will be good enough for me The streets are loud and crowded But I walk my weary way lost and alone Your hot breath and your laughter Keep flashin' through my mind to warm me But the naked light of day soon makes it fade away And I'm droppin' like a stone lonesome to the bone The sun is roughly risin' on the roofs of Stagger town The time for sweat and poison out is just now comin' 'round The high time of last midnight is over with and gone Leavin' me to be lonesome to the bone Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (3) Bull Rider -------- Well, first you gotta want to get off, Bad enough to want to get on in the first place And you better trust in your lady luck Pray to God that she don't give up on you right now Live fast Die young Bull rider One hand hold is all you got To pit you and the bull against the clock and a course crowd And once apon a spinning ton Nothing else you've ever done can pull this way You're just outside the bucking chute You lose a spur and you lose your seat and you lose yourself By now he's bucking mean and dirty Slinging mud and cowboy boots and kicking clowns No fools No fun Bull rider You gotta feel the way he's moving, you gotta watch his head And brace yourself for anything that render you might dead You know the art of hanging loose is hanging just as tight Well, it's something like a hurricane that's dancing with a kite Well, the rodeo is more than rough It's a fact of life and it's tough to cut and it's beaver hats It's drinking beer and pulling trailers Tight lemae on barrel racers and a horse bucking No rides No pay Bull rider Live fast Die young Bull rider Bull rider. Writer(s): Rodney Crowell -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (4) I'll Say It's True -------- I've never been in prison I don't know much about trains My favorite singer cooks my breakfast I like her fancy and I like her plain I love bright and flashing colors Like hot pink and Dresden blue But if they ask me if it's true That I still love you, I'll say it's true I'd happy in a mansion Or in an old rundown shotgun shack I like the feel of silk and satin So I don't know why I wear black I love New York City Bet your cowgirl boots I do But if they ask me if it's true That I still love you, I'll say it's true I'll say it's true So don't let it bother you Just let them old tales all stay twisted I will set 'em straight about you I have not been in the army I'm an Indian from years ago When they ask if I know Waylon I tell them, I think so I do not plan on retiring From anything I do But if they ask me if it's true That I still love you, I'll say it's true I'll say it's true So don't let it bother you Just let them old tales all stay twisted I will set 'em straight on you I got plans to keep right on singin' And I do know Emmylou But if they ask me if it's true That I still love you, I'll say it's true Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (5) (Ghost) Riders In The Sky -------- An old cowboy went ridin' out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel Their horns were black and shiny, and their hot breath he could feel A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky For he saw the riders coming hard, and he heard their mournful cry Yippie-yi-oh, yippie-yi-aie! Ghost riders in the sky Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat He's ridin' hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on, hear their cry As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name "If you wanna save your soul from Hell, a-ridin' on our range Then cowboy, change your ways today, or with us you will ride Tryin' to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies" Yippie-yi-oh, yippie-yi-aie! Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky Ghost riders in the sky Writer(s): Stanley Jones -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (6) Cocaine Blues -------- Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down I went right home and I went to bed I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun Took a shot of cocaine and away I run Made a good run but I run too slow They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico Laid in the hot joints takin' the pill In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down I said yes, sir my name is Willy Lee If you've got a warrant just a-read it to me Shot her down because she made me sore I thought I was her daddy but she had five more When I was arrested I was dressed in black They put me on a train and they took me back I had no friend for to go my bail They slapped my dried-up carcass in that county jail Got up next morning about a half past nine I spied the sheriff coming down the line Up then he coughed as he cleared his throat He said, "Come on you dirty hack into that district court." Into the courtroom my trial began Where I was handled by twelve honest men Just before the jury started out I saw that little judge commence to look about In about five minutes in walked a man Holding the verdict in his right hand The verdict read in the first degree I hollered, "Lordy, Lordy, have mercy on me!" The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen 99 years in the Folsom pen 99 years underneath that ground I can't forget the day I shot my woman down Come on you hops and listen unto me Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be Writer(s): T J Arnall, William A Nichols -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (7) Muddy Waters -------- Mary grab the baby river's risin' mudy water taking back the land Old frame house she can't take no more beatin' ain't no use to stay and make a stand Well the morning light showed water in the valley Daddy's grave just went below the line Things they say you just can't take 'em with you The flood will swallow all you leave behind Won't be back to start all over cause what I've held before is gone Mary take the child the river's risin' muddy water taking back my home The road is gone there's just one way to leave here Turn my back on what I've left below Shiftin' lands broken farms around me muddy water's changin' all I know Hard to say just what I'm losin' ain't never felt so all alone Mary take the child the river's risin' muddy water taking back my home Won't be back to start... That muddy water taking back my home Muddy water's taking back my home muddy water taking back my home Writer(s): Phil Rosenthal -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (8) West Canterbury Subdivision Blues -------- I built her a castle of perma stone But I should have reigned more with her Too often I left my queen alone And that was no way to leave her I rode out in quest of song and wine And that was no way to treat her I kept her hangin' like grapes on the vine And that was no way to keep her Reds Goodguy rode by on his milk white steed And casually mentioned my misdeeds He promised her love far greater than mine Thus pulled out and plucked my grapes from the vine I built her a castle with patios But I seldom cooked out upon it I bought her a TV with stereo But I never listened much to it Now I have a castle but the queen's not home And that is no way to have her I have the vine but the grapes are gone And that's no way to run a vineyard Reds Goodguy rode by on his milk white steed And casually mentioned my misdeeds He promised her love far greater than mine Thus pulled out and plucked my grapes from the vine Writer(s): Jack H. Clement -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (9) Lately I Been Leanin' Toward The Blues -------- Lately I've been leanin' toward to blues The lazy loafin' good for nothin' no count knock around Ain't been worth a honky dime since country come to town I'll tell you boys this waitin' up for somethin's got me down to nothin' left to lose And lately I've been leanin' toward to blues I said lately I've been leanin' toward to blues I've been leanin' lately toward the blues I've done held on till I can't turn loose Everything is everything and everybody knows We can't get nowhere by steppin' on each other's toes And when it comes to Cotton Corners baby anyway you get here is just fine Cause lately we've been doin' double time And lately I've been leanin' toward to blues I've been leanin' lately toward the blues Done more soul in my old holy shoes I said lately I've been leanin' toward to blues Writer(s): Billy Shaver -------- Silver (1979) -------- -------- (10) I'm Gonna Sit On The Porch And Pick On My Old Guitar -------- I'm gonna sit on the porch and pick on my old guitar I'm gonna lay on my back and laugh at my lucky star And then I'm gonna fly away and never come back someday 'Less I thought I was gonna land right close to where you are Well, if I thought anybody cared I'd send back word Strapped to the leg of a trans celestial bird I wonder if I really ever did leave how many would there be to grieve? How would they react to the word? Well, I wouldn't ever want to hurt a solitary soul I have still got all 6 foot 2 in control But when my obligation's low is a greasy uphill road And pleasin' everybody but me is my first goal I want to sit on my porch and pick on my old guitar And just hope you're hangin' loose where ever you are And for the joy you brought to me this song I sung for thee While I sit on my porch and pick on my old guitar Writer(s): John R Cash -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (1) Wings In The Morning -------- Wings in the morning and license to fly Straight to the portals of never more die Never more pain in them old aching bones Wings in the morning to carry us home My grandfather lived by the book all his life On rich bottom land with twelve kids and a wife He never saw TV, nor rode a jet plane But he knew that heaven was holding his claim The salt of the earth, yet with faith in the Lord They all got together in that one accord And what could be greater than God's guarantee That we can have heaven for eternity? Rocks in the road and we stumble and fall Lights getting low, so we don't see at all But I promise you, on that getting up day Wings in the morning, we'll fly away Writer(s): John R Cash -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (2) Gospel Boogie (A Wonderful Time Up There) -------- Well, now, everybody's gonna have religion and glory Everybody's gonna be a-singin' that story Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Oh, glory hallelujah Brother, there's a reckonin' a-comin' in the mornin' Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin' Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Now listen, everybody 'cause I'm talkin' to you The Lord is the only one to carry you through Ya better get ready 'cause I'm tellin' ya why The Lord is a-comin' from his throne on high Goin' down the valley, goin' one by one We're gonna be rewarded for the things we've done How ya gonna feel about the things you'll say on that judgment day? Well-a, well-a, well-a Well, now, everybody's gonna have religion and glory Everybody's gonna be a-singin' that story Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Oh, glory hallelujah Brother, there's a reckonin' a-comin' in the mornin' Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin' Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Now ya get your Holy Bible in the back of the book The book of Revelations is the place ya look If you understand it and you can if you try The Lord is a-comin' from his throne on high a-readin' in the Bible 'bout the things he said He said he's comin' back again to raise the dead Are ya gonna be among the chosen few? Or will you make it through? Well-a, well-a, well-a Everybody's gonna have religion and glory Everybody's gonna be a-singin' that story Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Oh, glory hallelujah Brother, there's a reckonin' comin' in the mornin' Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin' Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Well-a, well-a, well-a Everybody's gonna have religion and glory Everybody's gonna be a-singin' that story Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Oh, glory hallelujah Brother, there's a reckonin' a-comin' in the mornin' Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin' Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there Writer(s): Lee Roy Abernathy -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (3) Over The Next Hill -------- By the way the land is layin' I think I'd be safe in sayin' That over the next hill we'll be home It's a straight and narrow highway No detours and no byways And over the next hill we'll be home From the prophets I've been hearin' I would say the end is nearin' For I see familiar landmarks all along By the dreams that I've been dreamin' There will come a great redeemin' And over the next hill we'll be home By the turn the tide is takin' I would say there's no mistakin' That over the next hill we'll be home There's a place that we are nearin' That so many have been fearin' And over the next hill we'll be home When we get there we're all hopin' That we'll find the gate is open And there'll be a refuge from the comin' storm For the way's been long and weary But at last the end is nearin' And over the next hill we'll be home -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (4) He's Alive -------- The gates and doors were barred And all the windows fastened down I spent the night in sleeplessness And rose at every sound Half in hope of sorrow And half in fear the day Would find the soldiers breakin' through To drag us all away And just before the sunrise I heard somethin' at the wall The gate began to rattle And a voice began to call I hurried to the window Looked down into the street Expecting swords and torches And the sound of soldiers' feet But there was no one there but Mary So I went down to let her in And John stood there beside me As she told me where, she'd been "They've moved Him in the night And none of us knows where The Stone's been rolled away And now His body isn't there" We both ran toward the garden Then John ran on ahead We found the stone and empty tomb Just the way that Mary said But the windin' sheet they wrapped Him in Was just an empty shell And how or where, they'd taken Him Was more than I could tell Oh, somethin' strange had happened there Just what I did not know John believed a miracle But I just turned to go Circumstance and speculation Couldn't lift me very high I'd seen them crucify Him And I saw Him die Back inside the house again The guilt and anguish came Everything, I had promised Him Just added to my shame When at last it came to choices I denied, I knew His name And even if He were alive It wouldn't be the same Suddenly the air was filled With a strange and sweet perfume Light that came from everywhere Drove shadows from the room And Jesus stood before me With His arms held open wide I fell down on my knees And I just clung to Him and cried He raised me to my feet And as I looked into His eyes The love was shining out from Him Like sunlight from the skies Guilt in my confusion Disappeared in sweet release And every fear I ever had Just melted into peace He's alive, He's alive He's alive and I'm forgiven Heaven's gates are open wide He's alive, He's alive He's alive and I'm forgiven Heaven's gates are open wide He's alive, He's alive He's alive and I'm forgiven Heaven's gates are open wide He's alive, He's alive, He's alive, He's alive Writer(s): Don Richard Francisco -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (5) I've Got Jesus In My Soul -------- I've got Jesus in my soul It's the only way I know Watching every move I make Guiding every step I take I've got Jesus in my soul I was lifted one night by God's blinding light And it shook me right out of my sleep As His love entered in it washed away my sin And I praise Him down on my knees I've got Jesus in my soul It's the only way I know Watching every move I make Guiding every step I take I've got Jesus in my soul Even though as a sinner I was no beginner And I'm glad that I never made the grave Yes I'm thankful everyday for the prayers that were made They were answered and my soul was saved I've got Jesus in my soul It's the only way I know Watching every move I make Guiding every step I take I've got Jesus in my soul I was lifted one night by God's blinding light And it shook me right out of my sleep As His love entered in it washed away my sin And I praise Him down on my knees -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (6) When He Comes -------- Every eye shall see every ear shall hear the sound of angels When He comes When He comes Every knee shall bow every tongue shall confess that He is Lord When He comes When He comes [Chorus:] And He'll plant His Beautiful feet upon this mountain And the dead of all the ages who believed on Him will rise And I'll be one I'll be one in the first Resurrection When He comes When He comes When He comes Everyone then will know that it's Him, really Him the one and only When He comes When He comes Glorified and transformed I'll arise at His call, I'll be ready When He comes When He comes [Chorus:] And He'll plant His Beautiful feet upon this mountain And the dead of all the ages who believed on Him will rise And I'll be one I'll be one in the first Resurrection When He comes When He comes When He comes Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (7) I Was There When It Happened -------- There are some people who say we cannot tell Whether we are saved or whether all is well They say we only can hope and trust that it is so Well, I was there when it happened and so I guess I ought to know Yes, I know when Jesus saved me, saved my soul The very moment He forgave me, made me whole He took away my heavy burdens Lord, He gave me peace within, peace within Satan can't make me doubt it, I won't doubt it It's real and I'm gonna shout it, I'm gonna shout it I was there when it happened And so I guess I ought to know I don't care who tells me salvation is not real Though the world may argue, that we cannot feel The heavy burden's lifted and the vile sins go I was there when it happened and so I guess I ought to know Yes, I know when Jesus saved me, saved my soul The very moment He forgave me, made me whole He took away my heavy burdens Lord, He gave me peace within, peace within Satan can't make me doubt it, I won't doubt it It's real and I'm gonna shout it, I'm gonna shout it I was there when it happened And so I guess I ought to know Writer(s): Fern Jones -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (8) I'm A Newborn Man -------- Children go where I send thee, How will I send thee, I'm gonna send thee one by one Cause the one was the little bitty baby. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Joyce Faber-lyle -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (10) (I'm Just An) Old Chunk Of Coal -------- I'm just an old chunk of coal But I'm gonna be a diamond some day I'm gonna grow and glow 'Til I'm so blue pure perfect I'm gonna put a smile on everybody's face But I'm gonna kneel and pray everyday Lest I should become vain along the way I'm just an old chunk of coal, now Lord But I'm gonna be a diamond some day I'm gonna learn the right way to talk I'm gonna search and find a better way to walk I'm gonna spit and polish my old rough-edged self 'Til I get rid of every single flaw I'm gonna be the world's best friend I'm gonna go around shaking everybody's hand I'm gonna be the cotton-pickin' Rage of the Age Yes I'm gonna be a diamond some day I said I'm just an old chunk of coal now Lord But I'm gonna be a diamond some day Writer(s): Billy Shaver -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (11) Lay Me Down In Dixie -------- Lay me down in dixie and let the world forget me I'm gonna stay right here till Gabriel calls. Then pull the dream around me, wrap me in a memory, Cause Lord, I love Dixie most of all. For, somewhere far away a warm sun is shining Somewhere someone's singing in a soft, southern drawl. Lay me down in Dixie where they understand me. Cause Lord I love Dixie most of all Have you ever seen the glory of the first warm glow of morning When that soft Kentucky rain begins to fall? Then watch the dawn come sliding Round the corner of the Smokies That's when I love Dixie most of all -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (12) Oh Come, Angel Band -------- My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run; My strongest trials now are past, My triumph is begun. Oh, come, angel band, Come and around me stand; Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings To my eternal home; Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings To my eternal home. I know I'm near the holy ranks Of friends and kindred dear I hear the waves on Jordan's banks, The crossing must be near. I've almost reached my heav'nly home, My spirit loudly sings; Thy holy ones, behold, they come! I hear the noise of wings. Oh, bear my longing heart to Him, Who bled and died for me; Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, And gives me victory. -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (13) This Train Is Bound For Glory -------- We're gonna ride the Bible train now No some won't ride, but we're going get on the Bible train Some ride but not all the way The Bible train is in the yard now and it's waiting and oh it looks so good But you might get bored and impatient waiting like those two good brothers over there They pass around the bottle in the car before they got on the train Just want to take one more for the road and then, that leads to something else Well they ain't on the train no more and maybe 9 or 10 got off with them There's a sister in the church and she says to her friend your husband works at night and so does mine, why don't we just Get together sometime when they're gone and go downtown and find us some action, well then they gotta get off the Bible train. And then another man he's sitting over there looking at a woman in the corner and he's gives her that eye, you know and they Meet later, secretly, so they got to get off, this train's got a rule against adultery. And while all this is happening the train is getting ready to go, but there's a lot more to get off than different reasons Just before the train pulls out, but listen its starting to move now, listen to it. Here we go. As it leaves the man on the caboose with a long white beard says, This train is bound for glory, this train, This train is bound for glory, this train, This train is bound for glory nobody rides it but the righteous and holy, This train is bound for glory, this train This train is a free train, this train, This train is a free train, this train, This train is a free train, Everybody rides in Jesus' name This train is a free train, this train, This train it don't pull no liars, this train This train don't pull no liars, this train This train don't pull no liars, No false pretenders and no backbiters This train don't pull no liars, this train. This train is a clean train, this train This train is a clean train, this train This train is a clean train, Everybody rides it in Jesus' name This train is a clean train, this train Do you want to ride it children, this holy train' Do you want to ride it children, this righteous train' Get on board Get on board Get on board Get on board this holy train Get on board Get on board Get on board this holy train Writer(s): Sister Rosetta Tharpe -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (14) I'm Gonna Try To Be That Way -------- I'm gonna try to be that way Once upon a time there lived a man Many years ago in a foreign land Knew how to live right, tried to be a light Gave everybody a helping hand I'm gonna try to be that way I'm gonna try to be that way Do the kind of things a man oughta do Say the kind of things a man oughta say I'm gonna try to be that way He never done anybody wrong He tried to help everybody 'long He brought a better land to make a better man Out of the rich or the poor Or the weak or the strong And he preached love and brotherhood He went around doin' good, doin' good Everywhere he went They knew that he was sent And the people started actin' like they should Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (15) What On Earth (Will You Do For Heaven's Sake) -------- Did you walk another mile, turn a frown with a smile? Did you lift the lowly heart about to break? Would you also give your cloak to one who took away your coat? What on earth will you do for heaven's sake? Did you feed the poor in spirit and befriend the prosecuted? Will you show the bounds that all the chains can break? Did you sow the proper seed? Are you keeping out the weeds? What on earth will you do for heaven's sake? Will you be one of the meek, did you turn the other cheek? Would you give a little more than you would take? Did you shine your little light upon the children of the night? What on earth will you do for heaven's sake? Did you feed the poor in spirit and befriend the prosecuted? Will you show the bounds that all the chains can break? Did you sow the proper seed? Are you keeping out the weeds? What on earth will you do for heaven's sake? Writer(s): John R Cash -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (16) That's Enough -------- Well now I heard that you been thinking bout me really I don't mind I know you try to block my progress a lot of the time Well the mean things you said don't make me feel bad Cause I can't miss a friend that I never had (I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's enough When I'm sick (he's there) and troubled (he's there) When I call him he will answer my prayers (answer my prayers) When I'm burdened (he's there) with a load (he's there) That's when Jesus is a comforter (to my soul) Well you may scorn me turn your back on me God's got his arms wrapped all around me (I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's enough You know there's been a lotta times that I didn't have a dime And I didn't cry to nobody but my Lord He heard my plea and came to see about me cause he's one thing I can afford So if you push me down he'll pick me up And he'll stick by me when the goin' gets tough (I've got) I've got Jesus and that's enough (that's enough) that's enough Well he's the great emancipator and my heart regulator (Jesus is) yes he is He'll make my way brighter and my burdens lighter yes he will (Jesus will) Well you may scorn me turn your back on me God's got his arms wrapped all around me And he fights down the devil till he makes him give up And that's enough (that's enough) that's enough When I'm sick (he's there).... -------- A Believer Sings The Truth (1979) -------- -------- (17) The Greatest Cowboy Of Them All -------- I have always had my heroes I've loved a lot of legends Many men in my mind are ridin' tall But my cowboy hero hats off to the man who rode a donkey He's the greatest cowboy of them all He loves all his little doggies he speaks to them kind and gently And he'll lift up any maverick that falls He sees every stray that scatters like it's the only one that matters He's the greatest cowboy of them all Once he rode into the sunset but some returning sunrise He'll call up all the riders in the sky I gotta get my roll together gettin' ready for that sunrise That winds up where old cowboys never die The trail he rides is narrow but it's straighter than an arrow And he rides point for all the great and small He will take us through the wire onto that plain that's higher He's the greatest cowboy of them all Once he rode into the sunset... He's the greatest cowboy of them all Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (1) Cold Lonesome Morning -------- One of these cold lonesome mornings, you're gonna kill me I'm gonna lay there and I'm gonna die You will soon give me pain enough to fill me 'Cause I'm gone past doin' any good to cry And the warm sunshine is like a stranger There's a cruel violation with the dawn Lord, my pain can't stand illumination And one of these cold lonesome mornings I'll be gone One of these cold lonesome mornings, dark and early Before a wild bird sings I'm gonna fly While it's still dark and I'm still reachin' for you I'll wake up and I can't cry But I know my heart can't stand another tremor Now it's holding together I don't know But just before the dawning's first glimmer One of these cold lonesome mornings I'm gonna go Yes, one of these cold lonesome mornings you're gonna kill me Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (2) Without Love -------- Without love I am half human without love I'm all machine Without love there's nothing doin' I will die without love Without love I am an island all by myself in a heartbreak sea Without love there's no denyin' I am dyin' without love For there is nowhere I can run and there is no hiding place Sticking out like a sore thumb by that gloomy look upon my face Without love I'm incomplete without love I am not whole Without love I'm barely on my feet I am dyin' without love For there is nowhere I can run... I am dyin' without love Writer(s): Nick Lowe -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (3) W-O-M-A-N -------- I just wanna tell you baby if I can I need my W-O-M-A-N A M-A-N needs a W-O for love or dirty boogie or the do-se-do And the F-E-M-A-L-E can turn a B-O-Y into a M-A-N Well I can take a failure I can take a flop I've survived at the bottom better than the top I take it day by day and I can do alright if my W-O-M-A-N is in at night I'm not talking good or bad or lust or sin oh I'm just talking W-O-M-A-N I can get along without a dog or a cat and luxury is not where happiness is at I can do without tobacco coffee or tea And I turn down lots of money makin' deal offered me I can make it through the hills without a jeep or a van But I gotta have my W-O-M-A-N I need you woman W-O-M-A-N man man I need you and I'll kepp you just as long as I can cause you are my W-O-M-A-N Writer(s): Melanie Janine Brown, Victoria Caroline Beckham, Richard Frederick Stannard, Matthew Paul Rowbottom, Emma Lee Bunton, Melanie Chisholm -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (4) The Cowboy Who Started The Fight -------- The legs on the lady a walkin' Was tanned to a dark berry brown. Her body was made like a song to be played To the tune of a million a pound. She was a wonder of a woman I reckon And she's who screwed her head on right. The toast of the world was a long legged girl And the cowboy who started the fight. He'd just pulled into town in an old green 1953 Chevrlet pickup truck with whiskey bumbs all over it and the right front fender falling off. He coasted on into a no parking zone, got out and took the keys and chunked 'em down a gutter, turned around and just walked off. He allowed how his time had been wasted On drinking and running around. He spend half his life searchin' barrooms at night For the sweetheart that he never found. It was plain from the moment their eyes met, They'd wind up in each others arms. The lady's young life was laid open that night And the cowboy drank deep from of her charms. Singing hey-h-ide-he from the depths of the sea To the mountains so hollering high. "I've found the best one under God's given sun." Yeah the cowboy got lucky tonight. While the angel beside him lay sleeping He silently thanked God above For being a kind hearted father And blessing his life with her love. For one night of love with that woman Was more than he knew he deserved. So he found all he had left worth givin' And he gave all he had left for her. He slid back inside his ole Levi's And filled up his boots with his feet While the subways beneath New York City Screamed through the veins of the street. For the lady gave up without question The trophy she saved all her life. Then she curled up beside His old weather worn hide And the cowboy just laid down and died. Hey-hi-de-he when a whoop through the street As his soul slowly winged out of sight. The lady was torn from the child bein' born And the cowboy found heaven that night. The lady was torn from the child bein' born And the cowboy found heaven that night. Writer(s): Billy Joe Shaver -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (5) The Twentieth Century Is Almost Over -------- Back in 1899, when everyone was singing "auld lang syne" A century took a long, long time for every boy and girl. Now there's only one thing that I'd like to know Where did the 20th century go? I'd swear it was here just a minute ago All over this world. [Chorus:] And now the 20th century is almost over, Almost over, almost over The 20th century is almost over All over this world. All over this world, all over this world The 20th century is almost over, all over this world. Does anyone remember the great depression? I read all about it in true confession I'm sorry I was late for the recording session But somebody put me on hold. Has anybody seen my linoleum floors Petroleum jelly, and two world wars? They got stuck in the revolving doors All over this world. And now... The winter's getting colder, summer's getting hotter Wishin' well's wishin' for another drop of water. And mother earth's blushin 'cause somebody caught her Makin' love to the man in the moon. Tell me how you gonna keep 'em down on the farm Now that outer space has lost it's charm? Somebody set off a burglar alarm And not a moment too soon. Because... Old father time has got his toes a tappin' Standing in the window, grumblin' and a rappin' Everybody's waiting for something to happen. Tell me if it happens to you! The judgment day is getting nearer There it is in the rear view mirror. If you duck down I could see a little clearer All over this world! And now... Writer(s): Steve Goodman -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (6) Rockabilly Blues (Texas 1955) -------- I took a tour to Texas And from Waco I called you But day by day no answer And I'm Big Bluebonnet blue I'm singing and they're dancing But I'm feeling Big D bad I'm Sweetwater beat And I'm Texas City sad The rhythm keeps me living But have you heard the news There's a sad song singer coming With the rockabilly blues It's hard to keep on singing When you're lonesome to the bon 10,000 happy people but I'm San Antone alone One night stands and the man demands That I get up and go I'm Odessa desperate And San Angelo low The rhythm keeps me living But have you heard the news There's a sad song singer coming With the rockabilly blues It's the same old tune in Temple About the loving I ain't had I'm getting Beaumont bitter And Amarillo mad I'm giving up on calling you 'Cause you're evading me I'm coming home and if you're gone I'm gonna be Tennessee free The rhythm keeps me living And have you heard the news There's a sad song singer coming With the rockabilly blues Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (7) The Last Time -------- Darling the seasons are changing see now the leaves how they die Love needs no reason for ending come kiss your baby goodbye Darling the last time you lied was it really the last time Have all the tears that you've cried simply dried up and gone All in the world you can hurt anymore is my feeling Whatever love ever was never lasted too long Maybe the best of our life was a beautiful dream babe That conscience was destined to crumble like castles in sand All there is left of our love is a little girl's laughter Let her keep making believing as long as she can Now and again I still hear some old songs I don't want to Is it the same over there where you found your new friend Sometimes at night I still wake up and feel something missing Maybe I'll never believe in forever again Darling the seasons are changing see now the leaves how they die Love needs no reason for ending come kiss your baby goodbye Writer(s): Harris Lloyd Seaton -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (8) She's A Go-Er -------- Well, I think that I should tell you she's a go-er And when she goes she won't come back no more There ain't nothing like it when you've got her all alone And there's not anything that can replace her when she's gone Oh, I envy you until the day she walks back out your door And that she's gonna do 'cause she's a go-er Now don't let her stay too long she'll take the heart Right out of your song, you'll pay the price for her one time But she won't be back anymore, I just thought I'd tell you she's a go-er Yes I guess, I should have told you she's a go-er I should have told you that way back long before But I was trying to overcome the pain she put me through I was fightin' to forget her when she got around to you Oh, you'll be Heaven high till she don't want you anymore Then she'll be gone again cause she's a go-er Now don't let her stay Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (9) It Ain't Nothing New Babe -------- It ain't nothing new babe it's just a dream that fell through babe And the plans that you have to make will be made here and now With your head slightly bowed You can see life goes on girl and the weak must grow strong girl On your journey through this old world You will soon understand that the love of your man Was a shoulder to cry on and a friend to rely on but it wasn't worth dying for When he told you goodbye when he told you goodbye There's just one thing for certain the pain won't stop hurtin' Till you go back to workin' with something left that you love Because the push and the shove of the everyday day now has become such a hassle And your only dream castle disappeared in the sky when he told you goodbye Well it ain't nothing new babe it's just a dream that fell through babe And the steps that you have to take will be taken somehow They'll be taken right now cause it ain't nothing new babe Writer(s): Billy Joe Shaver -------- Rockabilly Blues (1980) -------- -------- (10) One Way Rider -------- Ow, you're off and runnin' Run just like you're scared Run just like a grey dog Run just like a deer Something in the bushes Starin' out at you Starin' at your feelings Feelin' like you do One way rider One way down the road Baby, I'm right beside you Everywhere you go Lovers save your secrets trust not into fools Don't go look for trouble it will come to you Like some long lost passage fly in broken lines Here in the fleeting moment really gone this time One way rider One way down the road Baby, I'm right beside you Everywhere you go Once upon a victim circumstance is due Tend to take a hold on everything you do First we follow leaders Next we follow fools now we follow Footsteps sneakin' upon you One way rider One way down the road Baby I'm right beside you Everywhere you go One way rider One way down the road Baby, I'm right beside you Everywhere you go Sunday drivers only way to go Baby, I'm right beside you Everywhere you go Writer(s): Rodney J. Crowell -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (1) Joy To The World -------- Joy to the world, the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven, and heaven, and nature sing. Joy to the world, the Savior reigns! Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy. No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found, Far as the curse is found, Far as, far as, the curse is found. He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love, And wonders of His love, And wonders, wonders, of His love. -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (2) Away In A Manger -------- Away in a manger, No crib for His bed, The little Lord Jesus Lay down his sweet head. The stars in the sky Looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus, Asleep on the hay. The cattle are lowing, The poor Baby wakes, But little Lord Jesus, No crying He makes; I love Thee, Lord Jesus, Look down from the sky And stay by my cradle Till morning is nigh. Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay, Close by me forever, And love me, I pray! Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care And take us to heaven, To Live with Thee there. Writer(s): Carl Maller, Martin Luther, William J. Kirkpatrick, William Kirkpatrick -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (3) O Little Town Of Bethlehem -------- O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight For Christ is born of Mary And gathered all above While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love O morning stars together Proclaim the holy birth And praises sing to God the King And Peace to men on earth How silently, how silently The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of His heaven. No ear may his His coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive him still, The dear Christ enters in. O holy Child of Bethlehem Descend to us, we pray Cast out our sin and enter in Be born to us today We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell O come to us, abide with us Our Lord Emmanuel Writer(s): Max Steiner, Phillips Brooks, Lewis H. Redner -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (4) Silent Night -------- (Silent night holy night) Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright Round young virgin mother and child holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace Silent night holy night all is dark save the light See the eastern wise men bring gifts and homage to our King Christ the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born Silent night (holy night) all is calm all is bright Poorest dreams from heaven afar heavenly host sing hallelujah (Christ the Savious is born Jesus the Saviour is born) Silent night holy night wonderous dark lend Thy light With the angels let us sing hallelujah hail the King Christ the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born. Writer(s): Traditional -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (5) It Came Upon A Midnight Clear -------- It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, from heaven's all gracious king The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurl And still their heavenly music floats, O'er all the weary world. Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing And ever o'er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing O ye, beneath life's crushing load, whose forms are bending low Who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow Look now for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing For lo the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold When the new heaven and earth shall own the prince of peace their King And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing Writer(s): Ginny Owens, Richard S. Willis, Edmund Hamilton Sears -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (6) Hark The Herald Angels Sing -------- Hark the Herald angels sing Glory to the new born King Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful all ye nations rise Join the triumph of the skies With angelic host proclaim Christ is born in Bethlehem Hark the Herald angels sing Glory to the new born King Hail the Heaven born Prince of peace Hail the Son of righteousness Light and life to all He brings Risen with healing in His wings Mild He lays His glory by Born that Man no more may die Born to raise the sons of earth Born to give them second birth Hark the Herald angels sing Glory to the new born King Hark the Herald angels sing Glory to the new born King Writer(s): Charles Wesley, Bartholdy Felix Mendelssohn, John Whelan, Paul Honey -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (7) I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day -------- I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth goodwill to men I thought how as the day had come The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along unbroken song Of peace on earth goodwill to men And in despair I bowed my head There is no peace on earth I said For hate is strong that mocks the song Of peace on earth goodwill to men Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead nor doubt He sleeps The wrong shall fail the right prevail With peace on earth goodwill to men Till ringin' singin' on its way The world revolve from night to day A voice a chime a chance so blind Of peace on earth goodwill to men Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead nor doubt He sleeps The wrong shall fail the right prevail With peace on earth goodwill to men Writer(s): Ed Rex, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (8) O Come All Ye Faithful -------- O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem Come and behold him Born the king of angels O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultations, Sing, all ye citizens of heavn above; Glory to god Glory in the highest: O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord See how the shepherds, Summoned to his cradle, Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze; We too will thither Bend our joyful footsteps; O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem Come and behold him Born the king of angels O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord Yea, lord, we greet thee, Born this happy morning, Jesus, to thee be glory given; Word of the father, Now in flesh appearing: O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem Come and behold him Born the king of angels O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the Lord Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Bill Walker -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (9) Little Gray Donkey -------- (Oh, carry her safe to Bethlehem) (Little gray donkey, tonight) (A miracle rests on your four small feet) (Little gray donkey, tonight) You know, after six days of creating the world The Lord has surely earned His seventh day of rest For instance, take the day He created the animals Just as He was about finished, He picked up one more piece of clay After shaping it to His liking, He added a pinch of courage, a dab of humility, six grains of faithfulness This one He made just a little bit ugly But He gave it a big handful of solemn wisdom Gave it a little pat, and sent it on its way And then, upon a winter's day, and in the long ago The dusty road to Bethlehem was trod by many feet And in that throng, a donkey walked, a donkey small and gray As donkeys plod their donkey days, in cold, or rain, or heat No hand reached out to touch him as he went his donkey way No scribe set down his donkey name for men unborn to say No eye could see a radiance about this lowly one Who plodded on to Bethlehem, with Mary, and God's Son (Oh, carry her safe to Bethlehem) Little gray donkey, tonight (A miracle rests on your four small feet) Little gray donkey, tonight All Heaven is watching your mission divine And, over a stable, a star waits to shine While shepherds and wise men all look for the sign Little gray donkey, tonight A king will come, the prophets cried A king will come, like no king has come before On noble steed, with golden crown and silver trumpet-call But on that silent, holy night There was no pomp, no pride, in Bethlehem The child-king came to Bethlehem upon a donkey small A donkey old, and tired, and gray With long and drooping ears And no one dreamed he brought our world The light of after-years A donkey plodding through the dust To see God's will was done And, bearing on his rugged back, the Virgin And God's Son (Oh, carry her safe to Bethlehem) Little gray donkey, tonight (A miracle rests on your four small feet) Little gray donkey, tonight All Heaven is watching your mission divine And, over a stable, a star waits to shine While shepherds and wise men all look for the sign (Little gray donkey) Blessed little donkey God's little donkey, tonight Writer(s): Roger Wagner, Charles Tazewell -------- Classic Christmas (1980) -------- -------- (10) The Christmas Guest -------- It happened one day near December's end, Two neighbors called on an old friend. And they found his shop so meager and lean Made gay with thousand bows of green And Conrad was sitting with face a-shine When he suddenly stopped as he stitched a twine And he said "Old friends, at dawn today, When the cock was crowing the night away The Lord appeared in a dream to me And said "I'm coming your guest to be." So I've been busy with feet astir Strewing my shop with branches of fern. The table is spread and the kettle is shined. And over the rafters the holly is twined. Now I'll wait for my Lord to appear And listen closely so I will hear His step as He nears my humble place. And I'll open the door and look on His face. So his friends went home and left Conrad alone For this was the happiest day he had known, For long since, his family had passed away And Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas Day. But he knew with the Lord as his Christmas Guest This Christmas would be the dearest and best. So he listened with only joy in his heart And with every sound he would rise with a start And look for the Lord to be at his door. Like the vision he had had a few hours before. So he ran to the window after hearing a sound But all he could see on the snow covered ground Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were torn And all of his clothes were ragged and worn. But Conrad was touched and he went to the door And he said, "You know, your feet must be frozen and sore. I have some shoes in my shop for you And a coat that will keep you warmer too." So with grateful heart the man went away But Conrad noticed the time of day And wondered what made the Lord so late And how much longer he'd have to wait. When he heard a knock, he ran to the door But it was only a stranger once more. A bent old lady with a shawl of black With a bundle of kindling piled on her back. She asked for only a place to rest But that was reserved for Conrad's Great Guest. But her voice seemed to plead "Don't send me away, Let me rest for awhile on Christmas Day", So Conrad brewed her a steaming cup And told her to sit at the table and sup. But after she left he was filled with dismay For he saw that the hours were slipping away And the Lord hadn't come as he said he would. Then Conrad felt sure he had misunderstood. When out of the stillness he heard a cry "Please help me and tell me where am I?" So again he opened his friendly door And stood disappointed as twice before. It was only a child who'd wandered away And was lost from her family on Christmas Day. Again Conrad's heart was heavy and sad But he knew he should make the little girl glad. So he called her in and he wiped her tears And quieted all her childish fears. Then he led her back to her home once more But as he entered his own darkened door He knew the Lord was not coming today. For the hours of Christmas had passed away So he went to his room and knelt down to pray And he said "Dear Lord, why did you delay? What kept you from coming to call on me? For I wanted so much your face to see." When soft in the silence a voice he heard. "Lift up your head for I kept my word. Three times my shadow crossed your floor And three times I came to your lonely door. I was the beggar with bruised, cold feet And I was the woman you gave something to eat. I was the child on the homeless street. Three times I knocked, and three times I came in. And each time I found the warmth of a friend. Of all the gifts, love is the best. And I was honored to be your Christmas Guest. Writer(s): Mel Torme, Robert Wells -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (1) The Baron -------- Wish I had a-known ya When you were a little younger Around me you might have learned a thing or two If I had known you longer You might be a little stronger And maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do As he walked into the poolroom, you could tell he didn't fit In his handmade boots, custom suits, and pearl handled shooting stick Tonight there'd be a showdown, then everyone would know Who shoots the meanest game around - The Baron or Billy Joe Billy Joe looked edgy, about to lose his cool But the Baron's hands were steady, as the two began to duel Yeah, he was like a general on a battlefield of slate And he'd say to Billy Joe each time he sunk the eight He'd say... Wish I had a-known ya When you were a little younger Around me you might have learned a thing or two If I had known you longer You might be a little stronger And maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do Now Billy Joe was busted, but he hadn't felt the sting And from the far end of the table, he threw his mother's wedding ring And he said "you won my money, but it ain't gonna do the trick I'll bet this ring on one more game against your fancy stick" The Baron's eyes got foggy as the ring rolled on the felt And he almost doubled over like he had been hit below the belt Twenty years ago, it was the ring his wife had worn And he didn't know before he left that a son would soon be born It sounded just like thunder when the Baron shot the break But it grew thickly quiet as he lined up the eight Then a warm hand touched his shoulder and it chilled him to the bone When he turned and saw the woman who had loved him for so long The game was never finished; the eight ball never fell The Baron calmly picked it up and put it on the shelf Then he placed the ring in the hands that held him long ago And he tossed that fancy shooting stick to his son Billy Joe And he said... Wish I had a-known ya When you were a little younger Around me you might have learned a thing or two If I had known you longer You might be a little stronger And maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (2) Mobile Bay -------- We were gathered 'round the garbage can passin' round the bottle, We were cold and burning anything, that was dry enough to burn. A shakin' man said he had left his family back in Boston, And I knew I'd hear a whole lot more, before it came my turn. A bearded man in his army coat said the answer boys is Jesus, The one called Joe said all I know is ain't January hell? One guy said let's have a drink to Flagstaff Arizona? And I thought I might freeze to death before id get to tell. 'Bout Mobile Bay , magnolia blossoms. Cool summer nights Warm rollin' seas. And all my dreams, somewhere I'd lost 'em, Mobile Bay, magnolia leaves, sweet Rosalee. The sun was barely comin' up on the wrong side of Chicago And I was cold and hungry and all the wine was gone. People passed and pointed, said "there's another wino". They didn't know that one more time my dreams would take me home. Back to, Mobile Bay, magnolia blossoms. cool summer nights Warm rollin' seas. And all my dreams, somewhere I'd lost 'em, Mobile bay, magnolia leaves, sweet Rosalee. Mobile Bay. magnolia blossoms, cool summer nights Warm rollin seas. And all my dreams, somewhere I'd lost 'em, Mobile Bay, magnolia leaves, sweet Rosalee. -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (3) The Hard Way -------- Oh, the hells I Put myself through The fights I Didn't need to fight This thick head of mine Ya couldn't get through Had to do it wrong Just to get it right ...just to get it right I learned the Hard Way The hard way taught me well The hard way Sure put me (this boy) through some hell The hard way Taught me how to tell The right way from the wrong And on which side I belong Deep are the memories As a young boy Of the lessons That I learned My mama warnin' me That fire is no toy Ya play with fire boy And you get burned ...Oh I got burned I learned the Hard Way I learned the Hard Way What others learned in Sunday school I learned by gettin' black n' blue I learned the Hard Way I learned the Hard Way Writer(s): Lansdowne -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (4) Ceiling, Four Walls And A Floor -------- His daddy said son you oughta quit dreamin' Put your feet on the ground and your future in the hands of the Lord But the boy said no that ain't enough dad All you got here is a ceilin' four walls and a floor He left his home in Buckalou County He went thumbin' and sleepin' on the roadside livin' in jeans Along about Pittsburgh he got him a good job Bought him a brand new Malibu Chevy that was part of his dreams He met a pretty girl she was thinkin' of a family He bought a lotta tapes for his Malibu Chevy but he didn't want more And the pretty girl said boy you oughta slow down He said who needs a ceilin' four walls and a floor He did a little drinkin' he did a little gamblin' Shot a little nine ball bet a little money on the football games He picked up a habit he got it on the sidewalk His habit got bigger but his weekly paycheck stayed the same His daddy wrote letters but he never answered The pretty girl begged him to give up the habit and to work on a change It was a real small gun and a real small robbery They locked him up and they traded him a number for his name It ain't no big news it ain't no big story You didn't see it in the paper so I guess we oughta put it in a song The boy got hooked and he couldn't get unhooked And it's happenin' somewhere now and maybe that's what's wrong His daddy said son you oughta quit dreamin'... -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (5) Hey, Hey, Train -------- Well where you when the train left town I was standin' on the corner with my head hung down If I had my gun I'd let the hammer down I'd shoot that rounder that took my girl from town Hey the train that carried her away Hey hey hey hey Hey hey you train that carried my girl from town Hey hey hey train Well there goes the train that carried my girl from town If I knew her number boys I'd flag her down I wish to the Lord that that train would wreck Kill the engineer and break the fireman's neck Hey hey train that carried her away Hey hey hey hey Hey hey that train that carried my girl from town Hey hey hey hey Well the ration's on the table and the coffee's gettin' cold Some dirty rounder's done stole my jellyroll Hello central give me number nine I gotta talk to that baby of mine Hey that train that carried my girl from town Hey hey hey train Oh hey that train that carried my girl from town Hey hey hey hey Oh that train that carried my girl from town Hey hey hey hey hey -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (6) Reverend Mr. Black -------- He rode easy in the saddle. He was tall and lean, and at first you'd a-thought nothing but a streak of mean could make a man look so down right strong, but one look in his eyes and you knowed you was wrong. He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know. He could preach hot hell or freezin' snow. He carried a Bible in a canvas sack and folks just called him The Reverend Mr. Black. He was poor as a beggar, but he rode like a king. Sometimes in the evening, I'd hear him sing: [Chorus:] I gotta walk that lonesome valley. I got to walk it by myself. Oh nobody else can walk it for me. I got to walk it by myself. You got to walk that lonesome valley. You got to walk it by yourself. Oh nobody else can walk it for you. You got to walk it by yourself. If ever I could have thought this man in black was soft and had any yellow up his back, I gave that notion up the day a lumberjack came in and it wasn't to pray. Yeah, he kicked open the meeting house door and he cussed everybody up and down the floor! Then, when things got quiet in the place, he walked up and cusses in the preacher's face! He hit that Reverend like a kick of a mule and to my way of thinkin' it took a real fool to turn the other face to that lumber jack, but that's what he did, The Reverend Mr. Black. He stood like a rock, a man among men and he let that lumberjack hit him again, and then with a voice as quiet as could be, he cut him down like a big oak tree when he said: I gotta walk that lonesome valley. I got to walk it by myself. Oh nobody else can walk it for me. I got to walk it by myself. You got to walk that lonesome valley. You got to walk it by yourself. Oh nobody else can walk it for you. You got to walk it by yourself. It's been many years since we had to part and I guess I learned his ways by heart. I can still hear his sermon's ring, down in the valley where he used to sing. I followed him, yes, sir, and I don't regret it and I hope I will always be a credit to his memory 'cause I want you to understand. The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man! I gotta walk that lonesome valley. I got to walk it by myself. Oh nobody else can walk it for me. I got to walk it by myself. You got to walk that lonesome valley. You got to walk it by yourself. Oh nobody else can walk it for you. You got to walk it by yourself. -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (7) The Blues Keep Getting Bluer -------- I'm the bad man in the movies that always bites the dust I'm a Cadillac that sits outback gatherin' the rust And you're the sheriff's lady in a custom Thunderbird I'd love to tell you how I feel but I can't find the words Cause the blues keep gettin' bluer And the pain won't go away Yes the blues keep gettin' bluer I miss you more ev'ryday Um hum hum hum hum hum... I'm the bad boy in the corner whose faced against the wall But I know enough to know that I don't know it all Sometimes I go crazy sometimes I go sane But mostly I spend lots of time somewhere in between Cause the blues keep gettin' bluer... Um hum hum hum hum hum... -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (8) Chattanooga City Limit Sign -------- I was thumbin' a ride one Saturday mornin' Outta Nashville totin' my sack I lent my car to a gal that lived in Chattanooga And she hadn't never brought it back She was drinkin' pretty heavy when I let her have it I hope she knows it was only a loan Ain't no tellin' what I might have told her back at the time But that ole car was also my home About five miles out I was gettin' kinda tired Sweatin' hard and feelin' kinda weak I woke up with no cigarettes and nothin' to drink And I hadn't had a bite to eat My nerves was so quick I couldn't tell where I was shakin' Then a set of brakes sang my song Some fella stuck his head out a '57 Chevy And hollered hey man come on I told 'em I was headin' down to Chattanooga They said hop in we're goin' there too And the way they took off in a cloud of smoke I still ain't believin' it was true They had their windows down and I was sittin' in the back With my tongue still hung in my throat He was hittin' just about a hundred and ten And he said man what you think of this boat Well there was two semi's a strugglin' up ahead One tryin' to pass the other They had the whole road blocked so he passed 'em on the right And let me tell you somethin' brother I was so nervous that my teeth was clickin' There wadn't no way my head could think Then the one that was sittin' on the passanger side Turned and said hey man you want somethin' to drink I just shook my head cause I couldn't talk He said okay and then he said cheers Them fools was drinkin' whiskey and wine And chasin' it down with beer Well I started sweatin' that ol' sticky sweat And I know I was white as a sheep Then one turned the radio on wide open And said hey man check that beat By the time we reached the top of Monteagle I thought I heard a rumblin' sound And then I saw a sign that said fallin' rock And right there I was floorboard bound I was rollin' and squirmin' on the ol' floorboard Too weak to sit or stand And then the driver said we're doin' a hundred and twenty Look here man no hands I got up enough nerve to raise up and look And by now there couldn't be no surprise But his hair was blowin' all over my face And dandruff blowed in both eyes He never did drive on the right or left He just kept on ridin' that line I rubbed my eyes and saw the prettiest thing The Chattanooga city limit sign He slowed down and I said Mister please I'd like to get off right here He said aw ride on into town with us We're gonna go down and pick up some more beer I said please once more and he stopped the car And then he handed me my sack Said they'd look for me on the road later on In case I wanted to catch a ride back I got out and sat down by the side of the road Feelin' sick and lookin' mighty pale I don't remember anything much after that But next mornin' I woke up in jail I didn't know anybody in my cell And didn't wanta ask why was there But they all kept grinnin' and turnin' their heads And it was more than my head could bear So I called the jailer and I asked him to tell me Why I was there if he'd be so kind He said for stoppin' the traffic while I was huggin' and kissin' The Chattanooga city limit sign -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (9) Thanks To You -------- I sat at home on Friday last waitin' for your call Thinkin' as the hours pass were you worth it all As the tears begin to fill my head It 's then I thought to write instead Another hit song full of heartache thanks to you Thanks to you I'm gettin' the applause Thanks to you and all the pain you cause Credit must go where credit is due So I tip my hat and I toast to you For all the hit songs full of heartache thanks to you Days go by and weeks will pass with not a word from you And I don't mind when people ask how's you know who Cause when the tears begin to fill my head It's then I start to write instead Another hit song full of heartache thanks to you Thanks to you I'm gettin' the applause... Credit must go where credit is due So I tip my hat and I toast to you For all the hit songs full of heartache thanks to you -------- The Baron (1981) -------- -------- (10) Greatest Love Affair -------- I dreamed I woke up and you were gone I reached out but no one was there I called your name and nobody answered And I wondered if I cry would you care I had said I love you so many times But they're just words that you hear people say And I never knew just how much I loved you Until suddenly you'd gone away Now who'd stand by me the way you did When I was weak it was you that made me strong And you had a way of touching my heart Like the words in a beautiful song Aw we had good times and we shared the bad So I'll take whatever comes Cause you were the best years of my life And we shared the cake and we shared the crumbs Then just before the hurt had built up in my heart To a mountain that I knew I could never climb I woke up I woke up to a beautiful world and you were there You were there all the time I love you America I love you America And if I sail a stormy sea Please be there to shelter me I love you America I love you America So just keep holdin' me close and I will care And we'll show the world that what we share Is still the greatest love affair And I love you America I love you -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (1) Get Rhythm -------- Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Put taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues A Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the peoples' feet On the windy corner of the dirty street Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes How'd he keep from gettin' the blues He grinned as he raised his little head Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind Get rhythm when you get the blues Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on , get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Put taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy And I thought I was gonna jump for joy Slapped on the shoe polish left and right He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight He stopped once to wipe the sweat away I said you're a mighty little boy to be-a workin' that way He said I like it with a big wide grin Kept on a poppin' and he said again Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe Does a million dollars worth of good for you Get rhythm when you get the blues Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (2) I Forgot To Remember To Forget -------- I forgot to remember to forget her I can't seem to get her off my mind I thought I'd never miss her but I found out somehow I think about her almost all the time The day she went away I made myself a promise That I'd soon forget we'd ever met But something sure is wrong Cause I'm so blue and lonely I forgot to remember to forget The day she went away I made myself a promise That I'd soon forget we'd ever met But something sure is wrong Cause I'm so blue and lonely I forgot to remember to forget Writer(s): Stanley A. Kesler, Charlie Feathers -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (3) Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad -------- I'm going down this road feeling bad Bad luck's all I've ever had Going down this road feeling bad, Lord, Lord And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way Got me way down in jail on my knees This old jailer he sure is hard to please Feed me on corn, bread and peas, Lord, Lord And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way Sweet mama, won't buy me no shoes Lord, she's left me with these lonesome jailhouse blues My sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, Lord, Lord And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way And these two-dollar shoes hurt my feet The jailer won't give me enough to eat These two-dollar shoes they hurt my feet, Lord, Lord And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way I'm going where the climate suits my clothes Lord, I'm going where these chilly winds never blow I'm going where the climate suits my clothes, Lord, Lord And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way Yes, I'm going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord Lord, I'm going down the road feeling bad Bad luck is all I've ever had And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (4) That Silver Haired Daddy Of Mine -------- In a vine covered Shack in the mountains Bravely fighting The battle of time There's a dear one Who's wept Through life's sorrows It's that silver Haired daddy of mine If I could recall All the heartaches Dear ole daddy I've caused you to bear If I could erase Those lines from your face And bring back The gold to your hair If God would but Grant me the power Just to turn back The pages of time I would give all I own just to put a tone To that silver Haired daddy of mine If I could recall All the heartaches Dear ole daddy I've caused you to bear If I could erase Those lines from your face And bring back The gold to your hair If God would but Grant me the power Just to turn back The pages of time I would give all I own just to put a tone To that silver Haired daddy of mine Writer(s): Gene Autry, Jimmy Long -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (5) Matchbox -------- I said I'm sitting here watching Matchbox holdin' my clothes I said I'm sitting here wondering Matchbox holdin' my clothes I ain't got no matches But I sure got a long way to go I'm an old poor boy I'm a long way from home I'm an old poor boy And I'm a long way from home I've never been happy Cause everything I ever did was wrong Well, if you don't want my peaches Honey please don't shake my tree If you don't want any of those peaches Honey, please don't mess around my tree I've got news for you baby Leave me here in misery, all right! Well let me be your little dog Till your big dog comes Let me be your little dog Till your big dog comes And when your big dog gets here Watch how your puppy dog runs Well I said I'm sitting here watching Matchbox hole in my clothes I said I'm sitting here wondering Matchbox hole in my clothes I ain't got no matches But I sure got a long way to go -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (6) I'll Fly Away -------- Some glad morning when this life is over, I'll fly away. To a home on God's celestial shore, I'll fly away. I'll fly away, O Glory, I'll fly away. (In the morning) When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye, I'll fly away. When the shadows of this life are gone, I'll fly away. Like a bird from prison bars has flown I'll fly away. I'll fly away, O Glory, I'll fly away. (In the morning) When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye, I'll fly away. Just a few more weary days and then, I'll fly away. To a land where joy shall never end, I'll fly away. I'll fly away, O Glory, I'll fly away. (In the morning) When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye, I'll fly away. Writer(s): David Frazier, Hezekiah Walker, Albert E. Brumley Sr., Charles Minor -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (7) Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On -------- Come along my baby, whole lotta shakin' goin' on Yes, I said come along my baby, baby you can't go wrong We ain't fakin', while lotta shakin' goin' on Well, I said come along my baby, we got chicken in the barn Woo-huh, come along my baby, really got the bull by the horn We ain't fakin', whole lotta shakin' goin' on Well, I said shake, baby, shake I said shake, baby, shake I said shake it, baby, shake it And then shake, baby, shake Come on over, whole lotta shakin' goin' on Oh, let's go! Alright Well, I said come along my baby, we got chicken in the barn Whose barn? What barn? My barn Come along my baby, really got the bull by the horn We ain't fakin', whole lotta shakin' goin' on Easy now Shake it Ah, shake it, baby Yeah You can shake it one time for me Ye-ah-ha-ah, I said come on over, baby Whole lotta shakin' goin' on Now, let's get down real low one time now Shake, baby, shake All you gotta do, honey, is kinda stand in one spot Wiggle around just a little bit, that's when you got it, yeah Come on baby, whole lotta shakin' goin' on Now let's go one time Shake it baby, shake, shake it baby, shake Woo, shake baby, come on babe, shake it, baby, shake Come on over, whole lotta shakin' goin' on Writer(s): David Curlee Williams -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (8) Rockin' My Life Away -------- I lived 14, 95 and 19, 48 I throwed a rock and roll party on my last birthday But it's good, 'cause I'm rockin' my life away My name is Jerry Lee Lewis And I'm durned sure here to stay I said streamline, fleetline, or military brass You know the general's daughter But The Killer's top class Oh, I'm rockin' Hey, I'm rockin' my life away Hey! I love to Rock 'N' Roll And I'm here And I'm here to stay Yeah! Play it Jimmy! Ho! Well, ya better get up off your humper Don't you know that's what I think 'Cause I'm a mean piano-mother-humper Shakin' off my fingers and rockin' Honey, my life away-e Hey! Lord knows, Jerry Lee Lewis is here to stay Alright! I said rock They call it Rock n' Roll, baby Rock n' Roll It's here to stay I really don't, really don't, really don't Give a damn what they say Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On It's good enough for Jerry Lee Great Ball of Fire, mama Hang it in with me Oh, I'm here to stay Jerry Lee, he heats, Louisiana, Mississippi Makes no difference, Tennessee Oh Lord! Ho! Writer(s): Mack Vickery -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (9) Blue Suede Shoes -------- Well it's one for the money, two for the show Three to get ready now go babe go But don't you, step on my blue suede shoes You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes You can knock me down, step on my face Slander my name all over the place Do anything that you going to do But uh, uh, honey lay off of my shoes Now don't you, step on my blue suede shoes You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes You can burn my house, Steal my car Drink my liquor from an old fruit jar Do anything that you wanna do But uh uh honey lay off of my shoes Now don't you, step on my blue suede shoes You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes You can knock me down, step on my face Slander my name all over the place Do anything that you wanna do But uh, uh, honey lay off of my shoes Well it's blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes You can do anything but lay off of my blue You can do anything but lay off of my blue You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (10) Peace In The Valley -------- Oh well, I'm tired and so weary But I must go alone Till the lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh yes Well the morning's so bright And the lamp is alight And the night, night is as black as the sea, oh yes There will be peace in the valley for me, some day There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray There'll be no sadness, no sorrow No trouble, trouble I see There will be peace in the valley for me, for me Well the bear will be gentle And the wolves will be tame And the lion shall lay down by the lamb, oh yes And the beasts from the wild Shall be lit by a child And I'll be changed, changed from this creature that I am, oh yes There will be peace in the valley for me, some day There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray There'll be no sadness, no sorrow No trouble, trouble I see There will be peace in the valley for me, for me Writer(s): Thomas A. Dorsey -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (11) Will The Circle Be Unbroken -------- I was standing by the window On one cold and cloudy day When I saw the hearse come rolling For to carry my mother away Will the circle be unbroken By and by Lord, by and by There's a better home awaiting In the sky Lord, in the sky I said to the undertaker Undertaker please drive slow For this lady you are carrying Lord I hate to see her go Will the circle be unbroken By and by Lord, by and by There's a better home awaiting In the sky Lord, in the sky Oh, I followed close behind her Tried to hold up and be brave But I could not hide my sorrow When they laid her in the grave Will the circle be unbroken By and by Lord, by and by There's a better home awaiting In the sky Lord, in the sky I went back home, the home was lonesome Since my mother, she was gone All my brothers and sisters crying What a home so sad and alone Will the circle be unbroken By and by Lord, by and by There's a better home awaiting In the sky Lord, in the sky We sang songs of childhood Hymns of faith that made us strong Ones that mother maybelle taught us Hear the angels sing along Will the circle be unbroken By and by Lord, by and by There's a better home awaiting In the sky Lord, in the sky -------- The Survivors (1982) -------- -------- (12) I Saw The Light -------- I wandered so aimless, life filled with sin I wouldn't let my Dear Savior in Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night Praise the Lord I saw the light I saw the light, I saw the light No more darkness, no more night Now I'm so happy, no sorrow in sight Praise the Lord, I saw the light Just like a blind man I wandered along Worries and fears I claimed for my own Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight Praise the Lord - I saw the light I saw the light, I saw the light No more darkness, no more night Now I'm so happy, no sorrow in sight Praise the Lord, I saw the light I was a fool to wander and stray Straight is the gate and narrow the way Now I have traded the wrong for the right Praise the Lord, I saw the light I saw the light, I saw the light No more darkness, no more night Now I'm so happy, no sorrow in sight Praise the Lord, I saw the light Writer(s): Elvis Costello -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (1) Georgia On A Fast Train -------- On a rainy, windy morning that's the day that I was born on In the old sharecroppers one room country shack They say my mammy left me, same day that she had me Said she hit the road and never once looked back And I just thought I'd mention, my grandma's old age pension Is the reason why I'm standing here today I got all my country learning, living and a churning Pickin' cotton, rasin' hell, and bailin' hay I've been to georgia on a fast train honey I wouldn't born no yesterday Got a good christian raisin' and an eighth grade education Ain't no need in y'all a treatin' me this way And now sweet caroline, I don't guess I'll ever find Another woman put together like you all With your wiggle and your walkin', and your big city talkin' Your brand new shiny plymouth rag-top car Yeah it's hurry up and wait, in this world of give and take Seems like haste makes for waste every time And I pray to my soul, when you hear those ages roll You better know I'm gonna get my share of mine I've been to georgia on a fast train honey I wouldn't born no yesterday Got a good christian raisin' and an eighth grade education Ain't no need in y'all a treatin' me this way Writer(s): Billy Shaver -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (2) John's -------- Most of the favorite mem'ries of my boyhood days in Arkansas Are scattered around an ole wood stove at a place we call John's It was just an ole tarpaper shack With a pump out front and some junk out back But inside there was always a hot cup of coffee And a warm place around the fire for anyone John pumped gas for a livin' and he fixed tires on the side And I guess ole John could fix most anything If you didn't push it he'd try And he gave me my first charge account for some gas And financed my first date Even fixed my ole radio just in case I got lucky And wanted to park down by the lake And among the carburetors and the re-built generators I spent the whole night pickin' on an ol' flattop guitar John would play the fiddle and I'd always sing a little No there ain't no place to get filled up the way you could at John's John taught me a whole lot about country music cause he loved it We'd sit up and listen to the Grand Ole Opry ever Saturday night Nobody would ever say a word not even durin' Martha White And I was awful young back then but still I knew just why That John closed the shop the whole day When we heard that Hank had died There was somethin' else special about ole John He had a way of makin' us kids feel important simply by givin' us a good clean place to hang out Well I can still hear him sayin' pumpin' gas is a fever boys It'll get in your blood and it'll make your face break out in a grin Just to check ole lady Hanson's oil or to help a stranded friend And among the carburetors and the re-built generators... And among the carburetors and the re-built generators... Writer(s): Joe Allen -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (3) Fair Weather Friends -------- Fair weather friends, fair weather sailors, Will leave you stranded on life's shore. One good friend who truly loves you Is worth the pain your heart endures. We never know which way the wind will blow, Nor when or where the next turmoil will be. But he's a solid rock when troubles grow, And he's holding out a saving hand for me. Fair weather friends, fair weather sailors, Will leave you stranded on life's shore. One good friend who truly loves you Is worth the pain your heart endures. He'll be a refuge in the storm; He'll be a beacon in the night; In the chilly winds of doubt he'll keep you warm; When you can't find your way he'll be your light. Fair weather friends, fair weather sailors, Will leave you stranded on life's shore. One good friend who truly loves you Is worth the pain your heart endures... Writer(s): Joseph Paul Allen, John R Cash -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (4) Paradise -------- When I was a child my family would travel Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered So many times that my memories are worn "And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the green river where paradise lay?" "Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away" Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols But empty pop bottles was all we would kill "And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the green river where paradise lay?" "Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away" Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man "And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the green river where paradise lay?" "Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away" When I die let my ashes float down the Green River Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam I'll be halfway to Heaven with paradise waitin' Just five miles away from wherever I am "And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the green river where paradise lay?" "Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away" Writer(s): John Prine -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (5) We Must Believe In Magic -------- Mad is the captain of alpha centauri We must be out of our minds Still we are shipmates bound for tomorrow And everyone here's flying blind Oh, we must believe in magic We must believe in the guiding hand If you believe in magic You'll have the universe at your command Mad is the crew bound for alpha centauri Dreamers and poets and clowns Bold is the ship bound for alpha centauri Nothing can turn it around Oh, we must believe in magic We must believe in the guiding hand If you believe in magic You'll have the universe at your command La-la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da La-la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da Oh, we must believe in magic We must believe in the guiding hand If you believe in magic You'll have the universe at your command La-la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da La-la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da Oh, we must believe in magic We must believe in the guiding hand If you believe in magic You'll have the universe at your command La-la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da La-la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da Oh, we must believe in magic We must believe in the guiding hand If you believe in magic You'll have the universe at your command -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (6) Only Love -------- You may live alone and close your eyes Some folks do You may dream a dream that's twice your size All night through But when the mornin' comes and who's to tell Your dreams to only you Only love love only only love will do Only love love only only love comes true Nothing else you see there's nothing else Only love only love But when the mornin' comes and who's to tell Your dreams to only you I have known a love within my heart One or two When one love would end one would start I never knew If love should come your way you learn to say I love you I love you Only love love only only love will do... Writer(s): John Prine, Roger Cook, Sandy Mason -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (7) Good Old American Guest -------- I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And pull a slouch hat down low on my ears I'm yearnin' to leave this ol' town on the fly And lose all my troubles and cares In this day of airplane and highways The slow way is sometimes the best So I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest Well the pressures of life they got to me And they got down way deep in my soul I'm tired of the rat-race wanna go back to the slow pace And hear a fast freight rattle and roll I wanna live out my days like a hobo And take myself that long-needed rest I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest I wanna live off the land that I love and I've labored for And spend a few days headed west I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest I wanna live off the land that I love and I've labored for... Yes I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest Writer(s): M. Haggard -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (8) I'll Cross Over Jordan -------- I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And pull a slouch hat down low on my ears I'm yearnin' to leave this ol' town on the fly And lose all my troubles and cares In this day of airplane and highways The slow way is sometimes the best So I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest Well the pressures of life they got to me And they got down way deep in my soul I'm tired of the rat-race wanna go back to the slow pace And hear a fast freight rattle and roll I wanna live out my days like a hobo And take myself that long-needed rest I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest I wanna live off the land that I love and I've labored for And spend a few days headed west I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest I wanna live off the land that I love and I've labored for... Yes I'm longin' to ride on a freight train And be a good old American guest Writer(s): Peck Chandler -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (9) Sing A Song -------- Till the false and the fair see the light who's to care That you live or you laugh or the sun Came to shine in a sweet drop of dew at your feet Such as my heart lately has done Such as my heart lately has done I'll cross over Jordan someday I'll sing on that beautiful shore If God loves me like I love you I'll go to heaven for sure I'll go to heaven for sure Oh the love that was not on the lips I forgot Nor in hearts I remember as cold Was down in the grace of your loving embrace Never to die but to ever unfold Never to die but to ever unfold I'll cross over Jordan someday... I'll cross over Jordan someday... Writer(s): T. Cisco -------- The Adventures Of Johnny Cash (1982) -------- -------- (10) Ain't Gonna Hobo No More -------- Well here I am a hobo with my hobo's pots and pans In an Alberta rail yard with my red-faced hobo friends Here comes a train east bound for Nova Scotia shore It's my last ride my friends ain't gonna hobo no more So long BC Benning you have been a real good friend And goodbye Boxcar Willie I guess I won't see you again Here comes a train homebound for Nova Scotia shore It's my last ride my friend ain't gonna hobo no more No one loves a hobo and I need some love Yes I'm always so hungry and I never get enough And no one wants a hobo hanging round their doors It's my last ride my friends ain't gonna hobo no more There's a man in Halifax that will give this bum a job I'll use the money to find a woman I can love Here comes a train east bound for Nova Scotia shore It's my last ride my friends ain't gonna hobo no more No one loves a hobo and I need some love... It's my last ride my friends ain't gonna hobo no more -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (1) Highway Patrolman -------- My name is Joe Roberts, I work for the state I'm a sergeant out on Perenville barracks number 8 I've always done an honest job, honest as I could Got a brother named Frankie, Frankie ain't no good Ever since we were young kids, it's been the same come down I'd get a call on the short wave, Frankie's in trouble downtown Well, if it was any other man, I'd put him straight away But sometimes when it's your brother, you look the other way Yeah, me and Frankie laughin' and drinkin', nothin' feels better than blood on blood Takin' turns dancin' with Maria while the band played "The Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's strayin', like any brother should Man turns his back on his family, he ain't no good Well, Frankie went into the army back in 1965 I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife But them wheat prices kept on droppin', 'til it was like we's gettin' robbed Frankie came home in '68, and me, I took this job Yeah, me and Frankie laughin' and drinkin', nothin' feels better than blood on blood Takin' turns dancin' with Maria while the band played "The Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's strayin', teach him how to walk that line Man turns his back on his family ain't no friend of mine The night was like any other, I got a call 'bout a quarter to nine There was trouble at a roadhouse out on the Michigan line There was a kid on the floor, lookin' bad, bleedin' hard from his head There was a girl cryin' at a table, it was Frankie, she said I ran out and I jumped in my car, then I hit the lights I must have done about a hundred and ten to Michigan County that night It was down by the crossroads, out by willow bank Seen the Buick with Ohio plates, behind the wheel was Frank Well, I chased him through them county roads, 'til the sign said Canadian border five miles from here Pulled over to the side out the highway, watched the taillights disappear Yeah, me and Frankie laughin' and drinkin', nothin' feels better than blood on blood Takin' turns dancin' with Maria while the band played "The Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's strayin', like any brother should Man turns his back on his family, he ain't no good Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (2) That's The Truth -------- Saw a girl in Tampa I asked her for a date She said baby I'm a sailor this thing better wait I said I don't believe you would you show me some proof She showed me her tattoo then I knew that that's the truth Met a woman on a highway by the exit sign You'd bet your last dollar that she was forty-nine But she swored to me that she was still in her youth When I turned down the lights I knew that that's the truth Had a girl on the border I guess she was shy Never spoke a word in years not even hi But one night she said honey we're gonna raise the roof She put on some dancin' shoes then I knew that that's the truth I knew a preacher's daughter in fact I knew her well He said son you better ramble unless you've got somethin' to sell It's an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth He pulled out a fourty-four now I know that that's the truth That's the truth Writer(s): Paul Kennerley -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (3) God Bless Robert E. Lee -------- When Robert E Lee surrended the Confederacy Jefferson Davis was upset about it He said how dare that man resent an order Form the president of the Confederate States of America Then somebody told him that General Lee had made the decision himself In order to save lives because he felt that the battle comin' up Would cost about 20 000 lives on both sides And he said 240 000 dead already is enough So this song is not about the North or the South but about the bloody brother war Brother against brother father against son the war that nobody won And for all those lives that were saved I gotta say God bless Robert E Lee Well the mansion where the General used to live is burning down Cottonfields are blue with Sherman's troups I overheard a yankee say yesterday Nashville fell So I'm on my way to join the fight General Lee might need my help But look away look away Dixie I don't want them to see What they're doing to my Dixie God bless Robert E Lee Sherman's troups burned Atlanta and the flames lit up the sky And those of us who survived it are watchin' my Dixie die But today at Appamattox General Lee sat down And surrended to the yankees and Ulysees S Grant So look away look away Dixie... I won't ever stop loving you my Dixie till they put me in the ground And the last words they probably hear from me are God bless Robert E Lee Writer(s): B. Borchers, M. Vickery -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (4) New Cut Road -------- Coleman Bonner was a fiddle playin' fool He's a backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules Coleman Bonner's got a wore out bow He's been playin' all day down the new cut road Coleman's little sister said you better act right Coleman Daddy's gone to Louisville he'll be back tonight He's gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules And we gonna move to Texas we just waitin' on you Coleman's daddy pulled up in the yard He said pack up your lives kids it's gettin' too hard Kentucky's alright but there's too many people Well just the other day I thought I saw a church steeple Coleman said daddy don't you worry bout me I'm gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I d I'm gonna drink that sourmash I'md gonna race that mare And find that woman with the fox red hair Now y'all been movin' west since the day you got married Well I'm gettin' off the wagon daddy I'm too old to be carried Gonna stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grow I'm gonna play it all night down the new cut road Coleman's daddy said now what's it all comn' to Young people these days they just as stubborn as mules You can't make him go naw he's too old for that It's that damned ole fiddle and that bolder hat Coleman's mama said let the boy stay Cause he's raised up solid he can find his own way But as for me honey I'm with you I always thought Kentucky was just passin' through Coleman's little sister then she started into a cryin' And his daddy shook his head for the very last time Coleman's mama said somebody's gotta do it Wouldn't be no Kentucky less you didn't stick to it Coleman Coleman Bonner stood on the porch of that cabin Watched 'em all go to Texas in a covered wagon He pulled out his fiddle and he rosined up his bow And he played a little tune called the new cut road Writer(s): Guy Clark -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (5) Johnny 99 -------- Well, they closed down the auto plant in Mahwah late last month Ralph went out lookin' for a job but he couldn't find none He came home too drunk from mixin' Tanqueray and wine He got a gun, shot a night clerk, now they call him Johnny 99 Down at the part of town where when you hit a red light you don't stop Johnny's wavin' his gun around and a-threatin' to blow his top When an off duty cop snuck up on him from behind In front of the club Tip Top, they slapped the cuffs on Johnny 99 Well, the city suplied the public defender, but the judge was mean John Brown He came into the courtroom and he stared poor Johnny down Well, the evidence is clear, gonna let the sentence fit the crime Ninety-eight and a year will make it even, Johnny 99 A fist fight broke out in the courtroom, they had to drag Johnny's girl away His mama stood up and shouted, judge don't take my boy this way Well son you got any statements you'd like to make Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away Yes, judge I got debts no honest man could pay The bank was holdin' my mortgage, they was takin' my house away Now, I ain't sayin' that makes me an innocent man But it was more than all this that put that gun in my hand And, your honor, I do believe I'd be better off dead If you can take a man's life for the thoughts that are in his head Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over one more time And let them shave off my hair and burn Johnny 99 Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (6) Ballad Of The Ark -------- Well I tell you a story about a good man Who had many a problem before he reached dry land It ain't easy for a good man to go down no it ain't easy for a good man to go down On the earth there was trouble sorrow and pain So the Lord said to Noah I'm gonna make it rain It ain't easy for a good man to go down no it ain't easy for a good man to go down Noah gathered his sons and the ark it was raised Two by two came the animals that they might be saved It ain't easy... Well it rained forty days and it rained forty nights All the earth it was covered the mountains out of sight It ain't easy for a good man to go down no it ain't easy for a good man to go down When the waters receded and the earth it was dry The Lord said to Noah go forth and multiply It ain't easy for a good man to go down no it ain't easy for a good man to go down Yes the Lord made a rainbow way up in the sky He promised no flood would ever murder you and die It ain't easy for a good man to go down no it ain't easy for a good man to go down Writer(s): Steven Grant Rhymer -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (7) Joshua Gone Barbados -------- Cane standin' in the field gettin' old and red Lot of misery in Georgetown three men' layin' dead Joshua head of the government he said strike for better pay Cane cutters are strikin' but Joshua gone away Joshua gone Barbados stayin' in a big hotel People on St Vincent got many sad tales to tell The sugar mill owner told the strikers I don't need you to cut my cane Bring me another bunch of fellas your strike be all in vain Get a bunch of tough fellas bring 'em from Zion Hill Bring 'em in a bus to Georgetown know somebody could kill Sunny Child the overseer I swear he's an ignorant man Walkin' through the canefields pistol in his hand Joshua gone Barbados just like he don't know People on the island got no place to go Police givin' protection new fellas cuttin' the cane Strikers can't do nothin' strike be all in vain Sunny Child cussed the strikers wave his pistol round They're beatin' Sunny with the cutless beat him to the ground There's a lot of misery in Georgetown you can hear all the women bawl Joshua gone Barbados he don't care at all Cane standin' in the fields gettin' old and red Sunny Child in the hospital pistol on his bed I wish I could go to England Trinidad or Curacao People on the island got no place to go Joshua gone Barbados stayin' in a big hotel People on St Vincent got many sad tales to tell Writer(s): Schmidt Eric Von -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (8) Girl From The Canyon -------- The girl from the canyon smiled a smile that brought me home As sick and bleeding as I was she took me on her own Brought me to the canyon where the sun poured down like rain Her smiling eyes and the mountain light I thought myself insane These hills have seen me runnin' till my horse could hardly stand Hidin' by day in the mountains movin' with the moon on the land I'm hopin' to find my freedom in a world that wants me dead The girl from the canyon took and healed my wounds instead The girl from the canyon she don't need to know what I done She laughed with me in the moonlight till the mornin' brought the sun The girl from the canyon the girl from the canyon she was the only one An outlaw is a hunted one with a price upon his head We're all outlaws in a way that is what she said And so I left the canyon when I was strong enough to ride The girl from the canyon she was riding by my side The girl from the canyon she don't need to know what I done... She was the only one Writer(s): Jonathan Edwards -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (9) Brand New Dance -------- Baby you're tired I can see in your eyes I know how you feel We've been together too long to conceal What's in our hearts maybe we should part but after so many years That would only bring loneliness sorrow and tears and anyway I never could never would never will ever kill what's between us So let's try again we'll start a brand new dance between ol' friends There will always be days when it don't seem to pay when it just doesn't rhyme Well it's bound to happen some of the time Our best days ain't gone we don't need to move on well maybe we could try But I don't think you ould make it and neither could I and anyway I never could... Baby come here love ain't disappeared you're just feelin' low And let me tell you my darlin' it's a feelin' I know It don't mean too much we just got out of touch well that's easy to change Cause lovin' you ain't too hard to arrange and anyway I never could never would never will ever kill what's between us... Writer(s): Paul Kennerley -------- Johnny 99 (1983) -------- -------- (10) I'm Ragged But I'm Right -------- Well I've come here to tell you folks I'm ragged but I'm right I'm a tramp and a gambler I stay out late at night But a porterhouse steak three times a day for my board That's more than any loafer in this big town can afford Well I got an electric fan to keep me cool while I sleep A little baby boy playin' round at my feet I'm a rambler and a gambler and I've lead a dirty life Well I tell you folks I'm ragged but I'm right Well then I got married I knew I'd settle down And I built a little love nest right here in my hometown Now I've got a family one that I'm proud of I know that we'll be happy cause they're the ones I love Got a big electric fan to keep me cool while I sleep... I tell you folks I'm ragged but I'm right I'm a rambler and a gambler I've lead a dirty life Well I tell you folks I'm ragged but I'm right Writer(s): George Jones -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (1) I'm Leaving Now -------- Hold on honey I'd like to say I'm bustin' out and breakin' away I'm lettin' you go like a hot horseshoe I can't take another heartache from you Think about how it's gonna be when you start back to needin' me When your dancin' shoes have lost their shine I'm gonna be gone in mine I'm leavin' now I'm leavin' now Get outta my face get outta my place I'm leavin' now Adios I'm leavin' now Yeah the time they come when you trim the fat Feed the kitchen scraps to the front seat cat Bye bye baby when the bills come due You might have to give up a jewel or two Eat your heart out anyway it's hard as your head And it's cold as clay It's all over now you won't have me Your sugar daddy or your money tree I'm leavin' now yeah I'm leavin' now Get outta my space get outta my face I'm leavin' now hey I'm leavin' now Pull up the collar on my travelin' coat Sell that miserable pleasure boat I wouldn't give a nickel for another buck I'm livin' on muscle guts and luck If anybody asks where did I go Tell'em I went where the wild goose go They won't even have me an area code Don't have a number don't need a row I'm leavin' now (me too) I'm leavin' now Get outta my face get outta my space Leavin' now adios I'm leavin' now I'm leavin' now Writer(s): June Carter, John Carter Cash -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (2) Here Comes That Rainbow Again -------- The scene was a small roadside cafe The waitress was sweepin' the floor Two truck-drivers drinkin' their coffee And two okie-kids by the door How much are them candies, they asked her How much have you got, she replied We've only a penny between us Them's two for a penny, she lied And the daylight grew heavy with thunder And the smell of the rain on the wind Ain't it just like a human Here comes that rainbow again One truckdriver called to the waitress After the kids went outside Them candies ain't two for a penny So what's it to you, she replied In silence they finished their coffee Got up and nodded godbye She called, hey, you left too much money So what's it to you, they replied And the daylight grew heavy with thunder And the smell of the rain on the wind Ain't it just like a human Here comes that rainbow again Writer(s): Kristoffer Kristofferson -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (3) They're All The Same -------- I've drank wine with winos in the alleys dim I've sipped wine with kings I've seen wino's harlots makin' love to them I've seen kings with queens But I find there is no difference to me they're all the same Except their name for they all need wine and they all need love To me they're all the same I've seen the need for just one drink cause the tears to fall from the winos' eyes I've seen the need for love make a kingdom fall even rich men cry But I find there is no difference to me they're all the same except their name For they all need wine and they all need love To me they're all the same I watched the weeds grow higher on a pauper's grave where the wino lies I saw a grave attended by a hundred slaves even rich men die But I find there is no difference to me they're all the same except their name For they all need wine and they all need love To me they're all the same Writer(s): Willie Nelson -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (4) Easy Street -------- I'm feelin' a little restless James Warm up my limousine take me to the top of some ole mountain And let me out Aw I'll be alright it's just that things got tough on Easy Street tonight It's hard on Easy Street some time blue on Easy Street some days I thought our place in the sun was made in the shade But it ain't no bed of roses up on Easy Street these days Don't worry 'bout the gold my heart's not that cold I'm only takin' two things when I leave One life so I can live it One love so I can give it where I please It's hard on Easy Street some time blue on Easy Street some days I thought our place in the sun was made in the shade But it ain't no bed of roses up on Easy Street these days Writer(s): Chips Moman, Bobby Emmons -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (5) Have You Ever Seen The Rain? -------- Someone told me long ago, There's a calm before the storm. I know, and it's been comin' for some time. When it's over, so they say, It'll rain a sunny day. I know, shinin' down like water. I Wanna know, have you ever seen the rain? I Wanna know, have you ever seen the rain Comin' down sunny day? Yesterday, and days before, Sun is cold and rain is hard. I know, been that way for all my time. 'Til forever on it goes Through the circle fast and slow, I know, and it can't stop, I wonder. I Wanna know, have you ever seen the rain? I Wanna know, have you ever seen the rain Comin' down sunny day? I Wanna know, have you ever seen the rain? I Wanna know, have you ever seen the rain Comin' down sunny day? Writer(s): John Cameron Fogerty -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (6) You Beat All I Ever Saw -------- I've walked though every town Saw fortunes lost and found And when your trail failed i walked holes In both my soles But i don't expect you back You're somewhere making tracks I crossed the burning bridges And walked through miles of sand Met the lawless and the law But you beat all i ever saw I dreamed a million miles About your eyes and smiles I tried to love the best And to turn from all the rest But i'd scan the skies for you And i only saw your hue They drew away your mould You were made of frozen gold And your heart would never thaw You beat all i ever saw Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (7) Unwed Fathers -------- In an Appalachian, Greyhound station She sits there waiting, in a family way "Goodbye brother, Tell Mom I love her Tell all the others, I'll write someday" From an teenage lover, to an unwed mother Kept undercover, like some bad dream While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered They run like water, through a mountain stream In a cold and gray town, a nurse Say's "Lay down" 'This ain't no playground, and this ain't home' Someone's children, out having children In a gray stone building, all alone On somewhere else bound, Smokey Mountain Greyhound She bows her head down, hummin' lullabies 'Your daddy never, meant to hurt you ever' 'He just don't live here, but you've got his eyes' From an teenage lover, to an unwed mother Kept undercover, like some bad dream While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered They run like water, through a mountain stream Well, they run like water, Through a mountain stream Writer(s): Bobby Braddock, John Prine -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (8) Love Me Like You Used To -------- In a cozy little restaurant for lovers It seems so out of place for you and me We used to play around under the covers But now its just a place to watch TV So love me like you used to When our love was brand new And darlin' when we're through You can love me again And hold me like you want to Instead of like you have to Love me like you used to love me When you used to love Maybe we could use a long vacation But the trouble here is bound to tag along We used to be each others inspiration When it only took my touch to turn you on So love me like you used to When our love was brand new And darlin' when we're through You can love me again And hold me like you want to Instead of like you have to Love me like you used to love me When you used to love Well we used to sit and talk about forever But now we hardly ever talk at all We walked a lot of tight ropes together We always caught each other when we fall So love me like you used to When our love was brand new And darlin' when we're through You can love me again And hold me like you want to Instead of like you have to Love me like you used to love me When you used to love Love me like you used to love me When you used to love Writer(s): Paul Davis, Bobby Emmons -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (9) Casey's Last Ride -------- Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below Following the footsteps through the neon-darkened corridors Of silent desperation, never speakin' to a soul The poisoned air he's breathin' has the dirty smell of dyin' 'Cause it's never seen the sunshine and it's never felt the rain But Casey minds the arrows and ignores the fatal echoes Of the clickin' of the turnstile and the rattle of his chain "Oh," she said, "Casey it's been so long since I've seen you" "Here," she said, "just a kiss to make a body smile" "See," she said, "I've put on new stockings just to please you" "Lord," she said, "Casey can you only stay a while" Casey leaves the underground and stops inside the Golden Crown For something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his bones Seein' his reflection in the lives of all the lonely men Who reach for anything they can to keep from goin' home Standing in the corner, Casey drinks his pint of bitter Never glancin' in the mirror at the people passin' by Then he stumbles as he's leaving and he wonders if the reason Is the beer that's in his belly or the tear that's in his eye "Oh!" she said, "I suppose you seldom think about me" "Now," she said, "now that you've a family of your own" "Still," she said, "it's so blessed good to feel your body" "Lord," she said, "Casey it's a shame to be alone!" Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson -------- Rainbow (1985) -------- -------- (10) Borderline -------- As usual you just wouldn't listen waitin' for your turn to talk while I explain You just wouldn't stop and listen so you got your heart run over by a mystery train I tried to warn you from the start you must be careful of my kind Not quite crazy not quite sane right on the borderline How many times I told you it's got nothin' to do with you why can't you see But there's a difference in our music you've got yours but mine's got me I stay up day and night for nothin' puttin' words on paper I can't find Not quite crazy not quite sane right on the borderline It's a musical whodunit you know how people love a mystery There ain't no knot untangable the only thing unchangeable is me So if you're gonna stay get ready to go through this from time to time I'm not quite crazy I'm not quite sane right on the borderline -------- Believe In Him (1986) -------- -------- (1) Another Wide River To Cross -------- I've stood on the bank by the weeping willow, With another wide river to cross. Another wide river to cross. With another wide river to cross. I believe I can make it to the other side, 'Cos I feel a hand on me, Helping me with another wide river to cross. When I wake up to many a day, With another wide river to cross. Another wide river to cross. Another wide river to cross. I jump right in the dark and I swim right on, toward the light on the other side. It's always there when there's another wide river to cross. Oh the whirlpools twist and pull at me, With another wide river to cross. Another wide river to cross. With another wide river to cross. If I reach up a hand is always reaching down for me. It's always there when there's another wide river to cross. Well the river Jordan is a narrow stream, But it's another wide river to cross. It's another wide river to cross. Another wide river to cross. But I believe that there's a resting place that's provided just for me, On the heaven's side of another wide river to cross. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Believe In Him (1986) -------- -------- (2) God Ain't No Stained Glass Window -------- There's so much I don't know There's so much I don't know I don't understand why the summer's so hot I don't understand why an apple core rots And I have no idea when I'll see a rainbow But there's one thing I do know I know that God ain't no stained glass window And I believe there is a Holy Ghost I know that God ain't no stained glass window 'Cause He never keeps His window closed There's so much I don't see There's so much I don't see I don't see how hair can turn silver-grey I don't see why my prayers can't get answered right away I don't see why some folks keep a load in their mind With a sharp axe to grind And I don't understand why the truth takes a twist I don't understand why there is loneliness I don't know why they claim some men have no soul But there's one thing I do know I know that God ain't no stained glass window And I believe there is a Holy Ghost I know that God ain't no stained glass window 'Cause He never keeps His window closed No, He never keeps His window closed Writer(s): Mark Germino -------- Believe In Him (1986) -------- -------- (3) The Old Rugged Cross -------- On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross (Rugged cross) Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross (Rugged cross) And exchange it some day for a crown To the old rugged cross I will ever be true Its shame and reproach gladly bear Then Hell call me some day to my home far away Where His glory forever Ill share So I'll cherish the old rugged cross (Rugged cross) Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross (Rugged cross) And exchange it some day for a crown And exchange it some day for a crown Writer(s): George Bennard, Ian George Stopford Harrison -------- Believe In Him (1986) -------- -------- (4) My Children Walk In Truth -------- I prayed to feel more joy in my salvation A selfish prayer I finally came to know For the greatest joy while living comes to me when I am giving Giving children bread of life and watch them grow And my greatest joy is knowing that my children walk in truth And that they are giving you Lord of their fire and strength of youth Yes, I've found the greatest joy in my salvation Is knowing that my children walk in truth It's hard to feed someone else when you're hungry And don't try to teach when you don't understand No one will follow you if you don't live it each day through And a frightened child wont hold a trembling hand And my greatest joy is knowing that my children walk in truth And that they are giving you Lord of their fire and strength of youth Yes, I've found the greatest joy of my salvation Is knowing that my children walk in truth Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Believe In Him (1986) -------- -------- (5) You're Driftin' Away -------- All your life you've lived a sinner the bright way you've never trod You're drifting away you're drifting away When you come to cross the river and you haven't met with god You're drifting away you're drifting away You're drifting away you're drifting away On down the dark river I'm sorry to say You're drifting away you're drifting away Don't wait too long to let jesus hear you pray You won't give up your earthly treasures to enter the promised land You're drifting away you're drifting away You can hear jesus callin' and you won't accept his hand You're drifting away you're drifting away When you come to the river jesus don't give thee command You're drifting away you're drifting away And the dark rollin' river takes you to the sinkin' sand You're drifting away you're drifting away -------- Believe In Him (1986) -------- -------- (6) Belshazzar -------- Well the Bible tells about a man Who ruled Babylon and all it's land Around the city he built a wall And declared that Babylon would never fall He had concubines and wives He called his Babylon "Paradise" Upon his throne he drank and ate But for Belshazzer it was getting late For he was weighed in the balance and found wanting His kingdom was divided, couldn't stand He was weighed in the balance and found wanting His houses were built upon the sand Well the people feast and drank their wine And praised the false gods of his time All holy things were scorned and mocked Suddenly all their mocking stopped On the wall there appeared a hand Nothing else, there was no man In blood the hand began to write And Belshazzar couldn't hide his fright For he was weighed in the balance and found wanting His kingdom was divided, couldn't stand He was weighed in the balance and found wanting His houses were built upon the sand Well no one around could understand What was written by the mystic hand Belshazzar tried but couldn't find A man who could give him piece of mind Daniel the prophet, a man of God He saw the writing on the wall in blood Belshazzar asked him what it said And Daniel turned to the wall and read "My friend you're weighed in the balance and found wanting Your kingdom is divided, it can't stand You are weighed in the balance and found wanting Your houses are built upon the sand" Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Believe In Him (1986) -------- -------- (7) Half A Mile A Day -------- One night after a concert I walked through the streets of the town And came upon a little church The service was over but the testimonials had just begun People caught up in the spirit of the night Just didn't want to leave So I stepped inside the door And sat down by a little old lady in the back A man stood up in front and said I just want all of you to know that I'm going straight to heaven as fast as I can go Like an arrow shot from a bow and he sat down Another man stood up and said I'm sailin' right straight into heaven Like a giant clipper ship, sailin' on a sea of blue And nothin's gonna deter me or keep me from that safe harbor He sat down and another man stood up and said I'm flyin' into the portals of heaven on silver wings Sailin' over all the troubles and trials down below Straight on in and he sat down The little lady beside me made it to her feet slowly And all got quiet as she raised her face Not to the preacher or the congregation But toward heaven and prayerfully said I'm comin', Lord for my heavenly reward I'm on my way to You, can You see me comin' through? Through clouds of persecution and stumblin' on the way But I expect I'm makin' 'bout a half a mile a day The road to Heaven doesn't have a rapid transit plan It's one way with no changes goin' to the promised land But I believe that if I'll heed the things He had to say Even I might get to Heaven at a half a mile a day Lord, when I let You lead, I don't make any speed 'Cos I have to stop and touch the ones who need so much And then sometimes others pull me off of Your narrow way And by my mistakes I barely make a half a mile a day But the road to Heaven doesn't have a rapid transit plan It's one way with no changes goin' to the promised land But I believe that if I'll heed the things He had to say Even I might get to Heaven at a half a mile a day Even I might get to Heaven at a half a mile a day Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Believe In Him (1986) -------- -------- (8) One Of These Days I'm Gonna Sit Down And Talk To Paul -------- One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna ask him about his travelin' And he will tell me about it all One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna tell him I read all his books I'm gonna tell him I read all his books And that is sure was hard to follow down the same road that he took But I'm gonna tell him I read all his books He'll introduce me to Luke and Timothy He will introduce me to Luke and Timothy I will be so glad to meet them and they will be glad to meet me He will introduce me to Luke and Timothy One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul (Talk to Paul) One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna meet his friends in Heaven I'll be singin' with them all One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul One of these days I'm gonna shake that healing hand One of these days I'm gonna shake that healing hand That hand that raised up Uticus, that old sleepin', fallen man One of these days I'm gonna shake that healing hand I know just how he felt locked in that jail I know just how he felt locked in that jail And I bet that him and Silas will have quite a tale to tell I know just how he felt locked in that jail One of these days I'm gonna sit down and Sit down and talk to Paul One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna ask him about his journeys And he will tell me about them all One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Sit down and talk to Paul Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Heroes (1986) -------- -------- (1) Folks Out On The Road -------- You'd stand in the rain to buy a ticket Front row seats are always first to go You know all the songs as well as i do This one's for the folks out on the road You fight the crowds for autographs and pictures A chance to shake a hand after the show For all the times that we don't get to thank you This one's for the folks out on the road Thank you for the chance to make the music The songs are the only thing i know Some are for the money,some are for myself This one's for the folks out on the road For those of you who always play the records For all of you who play the radio Those who took the time for something special This one's for the folks out on the road This one's for the folks out on the road Writer(s): David H. Powelson, Frank Joseph Myers, Edward Garvin Futch -------- Heroes (1986) -------- -------- (2) I'm Never Gonna Roam Again -------- I've giving up on running off each time i want to go Quite a change has come to slow me down I've set aside an empty search for something always wrong And i took the time to look around I've wandered down some lonesome lines and slept beside the road Turned my collar to a freezin' wind And i faced the day i lived alone and drank til i was dry Givin' up for gone down to the bone But i don't believe i'm ever gonna roam,again I traded all my promises on things that i can't keep Keep them with my back against the wall Changed my mind so many times i don't know where i stand Lucky i can even stand at all And i fool myself and no one else til daylight drove me home Sleeping off outback the whole day long And i don't believe i'm ever gonna roam,again Because everywhere a fool has been a fool has been there too And i don't believe i'm ever gonna roam,again Writer(s): Rodney J. Crowell -------- Heroes (1986) -------- -------- (3) American By Birth -------- I'm gonna go down on the creek bank, gather all my people Pitch horseshoes until the sun goes down Gonna barbecue my ribs, eat potato salad Let the bird dogs run, let the children sing Lord we're gonna get down Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie Where my father and my children's feet have trod We shall all sing "Hallelujah" I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God I'm gonna slip off with my cousin For a little shot of bourbon Listen to him stretch the truth for a little while I'm gonna sneak up behind my baby And tell her that I love her I'm gonna lay her down in a hickory sheet And watch my baby smile Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie Where my father and my children's feet have trod We shall all sing "Hallelujah" I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie Where my father and my children's feet have trod We shall all sing "Hallelujah" I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God Writer(s): R.a. Wade -------- Heroes (1986) -------- -------- (4) Field Of Diamonds -------- Field of diamonds in the sky, worlds are whirling right on by. Are you wondering who am I? Fields of diamonds in the sky. Am I just a star in some crown? Or someone's life sun going down, down, down? Field of diamonds in the sky, silent beauty shining high. Are you tears the angels cry? Field of diamonds in the sky Field of diamonds in the sky, like the night you pass me by. I could touch you if I tried, fields of diamonds in the sky. Am I just a star in some crown? Or someone's life sun going down, down, down? Field of diamonds in the sky, silent beauty shining high. Are you tears the angels cry? Field of diamonds in the sky. Writer(s): John Carter Cash -------- Heroes (1986) -------- -------- (5) Heroes -------- She's a rounder I can tell you that She can sing 'em all night, too She'll raise hell about the sleep she lost But even cowgirls get the blues Especially cowgirls, they're the gypsy kind And need their laid on 'em loose She's lived to see the world turned upside down Hitchin' rides out of the blues But even cowgirls get the blues sometimes Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like she's too far gone The only way she's ever been Lonely nights are out there on the road Motel ceiling stare you down There must be safer ways to pay your dues But even cowgirls get the blues Even cowgirls get the blues sometime Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like the restless wind The only way she's ever been Even cowgirls get the blues sometime Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like the restless wind The only way she's ever been -------- Heroes (1986) -------- -------- (7) Love Is The Way -------- The man that preached the funeral said "It really was a simple way to die He laid down to rest one afternoon And never opened up his eyes" They hired me and Fred and Joe To dig the grave and carry up some chairs It took us seven hours and I guess We must have drunk a case of beer I guess I ought to go and watch them Put him down but I don't own a suit And anyway when they start talkin' About the fire in hell I get spooked So let's just sit here in the truck And act like we don't know him when they pass Anyway, when they're all through We got to go to work and mow the grass Here they come and who's that riding In that big old shiny limousine Look at all that chrome I do believe that That's the sharpest thing I've seen That must belong to his rich uncle Someone said he owned a big old farm When they get parked let's mosey down And look it over, that won't do no harm That must be the widow in the car And won't you take a look at that That sure is a pretty dress you know Some women do look good in black He's not even in the ground And they tell me his truck is up for sale They say she took it pretty hard But you can't tell too much behind a veil Listen ain't that pretty when A bugler plays a military taps I think when you were in the war They always hide and play a song like that Well, here we are and there he goes And I guess that you might call it our bad luck I hope he rests in peace But the trouble is the fellow owes us forty bucks -------- Heroes (1986) -------- -------- (9) I'll Always Love You (In My Own Crazy Way) -------- The other night dear, as I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms But when I awoke dear, I was mistaken So I hung my head and I cried You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You'll never know dear, how much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away I'll always love you and make you happy If you will only say the same But if you leave me and love another You'll regret it all some day You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You'll never know dear, how much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away You told me once dear, you really loved me And no one else could come between But now you've left me and love another You have shattered all of my dreams You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You'll never know dear, how much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away In all my dreams dear, you seem to leave me When I awake my poor heart pains So when you come back and make me happy I'll forgive you dear, I'll take all the blame You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You'll never know dear, how much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away Writer(s): Troy Harold Seals, Eddie F. Setser, Frankie Miller -------- Heroes (1986) -------- -------- (10) One Too Many Mornings -------- Down the street the dogs are barkin' And the day is a-gettin' dark. As the night comes in a-fallin', The dogs 'll lose their bark. An' the silent night will shatter From the sounds inside my mind, For I'm one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind. From the crossroads of my doorstep, My eyes they start to fade, As I turn my head back to the room Where my love and I have laid. An' I gaze back to the street, The sidewalk and the sign, And I'm one too many mornings An' a thousand miles behind. It's a restless hungry feeling That don't mean no one no good, When ev'rything I'm a-sayin' You can say it just as good. You're right from your side, I'm right from mine. We're both just one too many mornings An' a thousand miles behind. Writer(s): Bob Dylan -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (1) The Big Light -------- Well, I had a little feeling to have a big night And woke up feeling small and not so brave and not quite right I had to face the who am I and where is she and what did I do But worst of all, I had to face the big light The big light came through my window and it opened up my eyelids And it snapped them up like roller blinds and told me things that I did I can't face another day and night of good ideas and complications And I'm thankful that I didn't open another bottle of inspiration When the hangover this morning had a personality And I cast my shattered mind over selected memories I didn't even touch the light switch, so I knew I'd never see The haggard face that would be staring back at me The big light came through my window and it opened up my eyelids And it snapped them up like roller blinds and told me things that I did I can't face another day and night of good ideas and complications And I'm thankful that I didn't open another bottle of inspiration Well, I had a little feeling to have a big time And I woke up to alarm bells like a big church chime I had to face the who am I and who is she and what did I do But worst of all, I had to face the big light The big light came through my window and it opened up my eyelids And it snapped them up like roller blinds and told me things that I did I can't face another day and night of good ideas and complications And I'm thankful that I didn't open another bottle of inspiration Well, it's fine to go out and have a big night But sooner or later, you're gonna face the big light Writer(s): Elvis Costello -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (2) The Ballad Of Barbara -------- In a southern town where I was born That's where I got my education I worked in the fields and I walked in the woods And I wondered at creation. I recall the sun in a sky of blue And the smell of green things growin' And the seasons chang'd and I lived each day Just the way the wind was blowin'. Then I heard of a cultured city life Breath takin' lofty steeples And the day I called myself a man I left my land and my people. And I rambled north and I rambled east And I tested and I tasted And a girl or two, took me round and round But they always left me wasted. In a world that's all concrete and steel With nothin' green ever growin' Where the buildings hide the risin' sun And they blocked the free winds from blowin. Where you sleep all day and you wake all night To a world of drink and laughter I met that girl that I was sure would be The one that I was after. In a soft blue gown and formal tux Beneath that lofty steeple He said, "Do you Barbara, take this man, Will you be one of his people?" And she said, "I will." and she said, "I do." And the world looked mighty pretty And we lived in a fancy downtown flat 'Cause she loved the noisy city. But the days grew cold beneath a yellow sky And I longed for green things growin' And the thoughts of home and the people there But she'd not agreed to goin'. Then her hazel eyes turned away from me With a look that wasn't pretty And she turned into concrete and steel And she said, "I'll take the city." Now the cars go by on the interstate And my pack is on my shoulder But I'm goin' home, where I belong Much wiser now and older. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (3) I'd Rather Have You -------- I'd rather go to a rodeo then shoppin' on rodeo drive I'd rather lay on the grass with you and watch the planes than to have to fly I'd rather have you than ringling and barnum & baily circus with all three rings And the high trapeez and the lady on the horse and the train that carries them thru Stacked up against all the gold in africa, I'd rather have you I'd rather share a hotdog with you than dinner with the president Offer me a castle on a mountain top, I'll take you in a tent I'd rather be alone with you than to have my very own satellite To talk and sing and say everything to everybody, do whatever i wanna do And to be number one on who is who, I'd rather have you I don't crave applause and praise or holidays with my way paid I don't want to incorporate nor to be top rate nor a head of state I don't want to play the digery-do nor the sitar or the kazoo Just the two of us alone will do, I'd rather have you I'd rather have tickets to the movies with you than the one that wins the lottery Rather walk on the beach with you than to own all the ships at sea I'd rather have you than the qe2 and the eiffel tower, the royal jewels And the brooklyn bridge, and the toll pay to go thru And throw in a texas well or two, I'd rather have you Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (4) Let Him Roll -------- Let him roll, boys let him roll I bet he's gone to dallas rest his soul Now he was a wino, tried and true Done about everything there is to do He worked on freighters, he worked in bars He worked on farms, 'n he worked on cars Now it was white port whine, that put that look in his eye That grown men get when they need to cry And we sat down on the curb to rest And his head just fell down on his chest He said "every single day it gets Just a little bit harder to handle and yet..." Then he lost the thread and his mind got cluttered The words just rolled off down in the gutter He was a elevator man in a cheap hotel In exchange for the rent on a one room cell And he's years old before his time No thanks to the world, and the white port wine And he said "son", he always called me son He said, "life for you has just begun" And then he told me the story that i heard before How he fell in love with a dallas whore He could cut through the years to the very night That it all ended, in a whore house fight And she turned his last proposal down In favor of being a girl about town Now it's been seventeen years right in line And he ain't been straight none of the time It's too many years of fightin' the weather And too many nights of not being together So he died... Let him roll, boys let him roll I bet he's gone to dallas rest his soul Let him roll, boys let him roll He always thought that heaven Was just a dallas whore When they went through his personal affects In among the stubs from the welfare checks Was a crumblin' picture of a girl in a door An address in dallas, and nothin' more Well the welfare people provided the priest And a couple from the mission down the street Sang amasing grace, and nobody cried 'cept some lady in black way off to the side We all left and she's standing there The black veil covering her silver hair And one-eyed john said her name was alice She used to be a whore in dallas Let him roll, boys let him roll I bet he's gone to dallas rest his soul Let him roll, boys let him roll He always thought that heaven Was just a dallas whore Let him roll, boys let him roll Writer(s): Guy Clark -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (5) The Night Hank Williams Came To Town -------- Harry Truman was our president A coke an burger cost you thirty cents I was still in love with Mavis Brown On the night Hank Williams came to town. "I Love Lucy" debuted on TV That was one big event we didn't see 'Cause no one stayed at home for miles around It was the night Hank Williams came to town. Mama ironed my shirt and daddy let me take the truck I drove on out to Grapevine and picked old Mavis up We hit that county line for one quick round On the night HANK WILLIAMS came to town. A thousand people sweltered in the gym Then I heard someone whisper; "Hey, that's him" That's when the crowd let out this deafening sound It was the night Hank Williams came to town. On and on he sang into the night 'Jambalaya', 'Cheatin' heart', 'I saw the light' How'd they get Miss Audrey in that gown On the night Hank Williams came to town. Mavis had her picture made with Hank outside his car She said; "He sure is humble for a Grand Ole Opry Star." Mavis said: "Why don't we hang around It ain't often that Hank Williams comes to town." While Hank signed his autograph on Beaulah Rice's fan Mavis got acquainted with the Driftin' Cowboys Band The effect on all our lives was quite profound On the night Hank Williams came to town. -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (6) Sixteen Tons -------- Some people say a man is made outta mud A poor man's made outta muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bones A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong You load sixteen tons, what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul" You load sixteen tons, what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain Fightin' and trouble are my middle name I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line You load sixteen tons, what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store If you see me comin', better step aside A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died One fist of iron, the other of steel If the right one don't a-get you Then the left one will You load sixteen tons, what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store Writer(s): Merle Travis -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (7) Letters From Home -------- A cowpoke rode in one hot dusty day to a store down in old San Antone He stood at the window and I heard him say do I have a letter from home The postmaster looked through the mail that had come Then smilingly shook his grey head The cowboke looked sadly a moment at him and these are the words that he said No letter from home no letter from home there's never a letter from home (No message from mother and none from the other) there's never a letter from home That night he was shot on the wrong side of town no more of those plains will he roam I reached for my Bible and gave it to him and said son here's your letter from home If only I had just a little more time to read it the young cowpoke said I can't take it with me and I must go on then he died with his letter unread The letter from home the letter from home no time for the letter from home (The cowboy laid dead with his letter unread) too late for the letter from home Writer(s): John Charles Crowley, Jack Wesley Routh -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (8) W. Lee O'daniel And The Light Crust Doughboys -------- In the town of Tulsa, 'bout thirty years ago At King's Ol' Calloway, down in Old Oklahom' Where the dust was blowing but the music was right And Doug Lee O'Daniels played all night For The Light Crust Dough Boys and Doug Lee O'Dan We drove eighty miles through the blowin' sand My thirty-seven Chevy was shootin' steam Coming up the hills, just East of Pawnee But I wouldn't miss a dance on a Saturday night For all of them Chevys in the Detroit Line I can hear that music in my ears I'm ready to go and I'm shiftin' my gears So, just pass me the biscuits and give me your hand You know, you're my Honey and you know, I'm your man Listen to that fiddler, makin' it sing And hear the pretty hot mix of a guitar, ring (Ah, pick it Boy - whoo - hoo, whoo - hoo) Well, I got no trouble and I'm feeling no pain Got all that good music, blowing in my veins Let the Light Crust Dough Boys, and Ol' Pappy Dan Play us a song that we'll never forget Now they say, times are rough and that money is time But I don't care on a Saturday night I got no money, but I can sing blues When I feel like dancing, way down in my shoes 'Twas in the town of Tulsa, 'bout thirty years ago At King's Ol' Calloway, down in Old Oklahom' Where the dust was blowing but the music was right And Doug Lee O'Daniels played all night (Play it back again - whoo - hoo - hoo) Writer(s): James L Talley -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (9) Heavy Metal (Don't Mean Rock And Roll To Me) -------- Somedays I think this old machine is out to get me Somedays she does what I tell her It's like dancing with a widow-maker forty hours a week You know I'm talkin' 'bout a big ol' D-10 caterpiller I don't know why I like to drive 'em like I do It ain't nothin' but a hundred seventy-five thousand pounds of steel Could be the money babe could be the power Could be I love the way it feels Could be I love the way it feels But you know she's mighty unforgivin' so you got to pay attention You know the D-10 can be the death of you But I get her all fired up and I can feel it in my soul And it's hard to tell who's drivin' who I can move Alaska all the way to Beirut I can bulldoze a beeline from here to Peru I can push the Rocky Mountains into the sea You know Heavy metal don't mean rock and roll to me You know I'm a modern day mule skinner drivin' ten thousand mules So I got to say a little prayer every day Lord just let me get her turned around Without fallin' off this mountain You know the boss don't like me treatin' his D-10 that way I don't know why I like to drive 'em like I do It ain't nothin' but a hundred seventy-five thousand pounds of steel Could be the money babe could be the power Could be I love the way it feels Could be I love the way it feels Writer(s): Guy Clark, Jim Mc Bride -------- Johnny Cash Is Coming To Town (1987) -------- -------- (10) My Ship Will Sail -------- Life is just a passing moment On an neverending trail Though my pathway wanders for awhile Someday my ship will sail But I will walk this road awhile I will walk it with a smile And I will take it in my stride Someday I'll be satisfied I will walk this road awhile I will walk it with a smile I will take it in my stride Someday I'll be satisfied There's eternity before me Just beyond the dark'ning veil O my spirit hungers to go on Someday my ship will sail But I will walk this road awhile I will walk it with a smile And I will take it in my stride Someday I'll be satisfied I will walk this road awhile I will walk it with a smile I will take it in my stride Someday I'll be satisfied I will walk this road awhile I will walk it with a smile (fading out)I will take... Writer(s): Allen Reynolds -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (1) Ballad Of A Teenage Queen -------- (Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen) There's a story in our town Of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you) Boys hung 'round her by the score But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store (Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen) She was tops in all they said It never once went to her head She had everything it seems Not a care, this teenage queen (Not a care, this teenage queen) Other boys could offer more But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store (Dream on, dream on teenage queen you should be a movie queen) He would marry her next spring Saved his money, bought a ring Then one day a movie scout Came to town to take her out (Came to town to take her out) Hollywood could offer more So she left the boy next door working at the candy store (Dream on, dream on teenage queen see you on the movie screen) Very soon she was a star Pretty house and shiny car Swimming pool and a fence around But she missed her old home town (But she missed her old home town) All the world was at her door All except the boy next door who worked at the candy store (Dream on, dream on teenage queen saddest girl we've ever seen) Then one day the teenage star Sold her house and all her cars Gave up all her wealth and fame Left it all and caught a train (Left it all and caught a train) Do I have to tell you more She came back to the boy next door who worked at the candy store (Now this story has some more, you'll hear it all at the candy store) Writer(s): Jack H. Clement -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (2) As Long As I Live -------- As long as I live if it be one hour or if it be one hundred years I'll keep remembering forever and ever I'll love you dear as long as I live It was easy said the night we parted that we'd forget we'd ever met I haven't forgotten I wonder if you have or if your heart is full of regret I never thought the night we parted that life without you could be so bad I know it sounds funny but I can't forget you the only happiness I've ever had Writer(s): Roy Acuff -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (3) Where Did We Go Right -------- In a world where everybody's fallin' apart One by one, heart by heart You and I stay together and we never even try Side by side In a world turned upside down Our love keeps spinnin' round And you know it makes me wonder As the rest run for their lives Where did we go right? Where did we go right? At a time When all the world is searchin' for truth Is love real? We're livin' proof And what we have is what everybody's tryin' to find Peace of mind In a world turned upside down Our love keeps spinnin' round And you know it makes me wonder As the rest run for their lives Where did we go right? Where did we go right? So many wrongs, so many lovers I wish they all could know What we've found in one another In a world turned upside down Our love keep spinnin' round And you know it makes me wonder As the rest run for their lives Where did we go right? Where did we go right? Where did we go right? Writer(s): Donald Alan Jr. Schlitz, David Allen Loggins -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (4) The Last Of The Drifters -------- I'm the last of the babies of the World War 2 World War 2 and that's the one we didn't lose, I heard that I was raised on biscuits, Spam and powdered eggs DiMaggio's baseball and Marilyn's legs And I'm the last of the drifters Last of the drifters, yeah I remember when the great train, they used to run on coal And they would run on coal and I would be ready to go, me too Old white shirt and a tired overall Sometime I think my daddy knew it all And I'm the last of the drifters Last of the drifters, yeah I remember Louisiana in a hot steamy night Hot steamy night and she was holding me tight An old red Chevy with a big back seat I had me some two tall shoes off my feet Okay, I'm the last of the drifters Last of the drifters, yeah I'm a world war baby holding mama's hand Mama's hand and how my daddy knew the land Truck bearin' music and poverty and wealth I got some great big scars on myself Now I'm the last of the drifters Last of the drifters, yeah I'm the last tie roller with the last good hand Last good hand and I'm a gambling man All them bombs and people wakin' on that boom Sometimes I reckon I got here too soon I'm the last of the drifters I'm the last of the drifters, yeah I'm the last of the drifters Last of the drifters Writer(s): Tom T Hall -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (5) Call Me The Breeze -------- Call me the breeze I keep blowin down the road Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin down the road I aint got me nobody I dont carry me no load Aint no change in the weather Aint no changes in me Well there aint no change in the weather Aint no changes in me And I aint hidin from nobody Nobodys hidin from me Oh, thats the way its supposed to be Well I got that green light baby I got to keep movin on Well I got that green light baby I got to keep movin on Well I might go out to california Might go down to georgia I dont know Well I dig you georgia peaches Makes me feel right at home Well now I dig you georgia peaches Makes me feel right at home But I dont love me no one woman So I cant stay in georgia long Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin down the road Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin down the road I aint got me nobody I dont carry me no load Oooh mr breeze Writer(s): J.j. Cale -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (6) That Old Wheel -------- Just as far as I can remember She'll remain the rose of my heart Mom took sick along in December February brought us broken hearts. The reason we've not called a family reunion We knew - she wouldn't be there But since we've thought it all over, Mama We know that your spirit is there. Oh, no, I can't forget the hours You're the onliest one Mom and sweeter than the flowers Oh, no, there's no need to bother To speak of you now would only hurt Father. Well, it looked so good to see us together But I had to look after Dad Oh, no, Mama, when I passed by your coffin I didn't want to remember you dead. They all gathered 'round, I stared at their faces All heads were bowed mighty low But that was one time we all had to face it Though it hurt us so bad, you know. Oh, no, I can't forget the hours You're the onliest one Mom and sweeter than the flowers Oh, no, there's no need to bother To speak of you now would only hurt Father. Oh, no, Mama, we'll never forget you And someday we'll meet you up there. Writer(s): Morry Burns, Lois Mann, Ervin T. Rouse -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (8) A Croft In Clachan (The Ballad Of Rob Macdunn) -------- With the Campbells and McDonalds, it was in their blood to fight With each passing generation it became a mans birthright But they always had a common enemy Never would the English crown take Scottish independency Oh the battles rage in Glasgow and majestic Edinburgh And they came with war machines and in the highlands shots were heard Then the people rose in union and the forces moved as one And the Clans all joined together to see English on the run And in a tiny croft in Clachan sat a mother, Peg Macdunn And she sewed the cords together for her 16 year old son And she cried as he was leaving, done And come you back to Clachan when the English are all done Now Rob Macdunn was ready as the left the croft behind And he joined the highland pipe brigade with one thing on his mind That to keep his home and freedom he must face it like a man So he marched in common union with his musket in his hand And he met the hill of battle in the highlands and the low And the reason for the fighting long within his blood to know In the middle of the rumble he was forward gaining ground And the bagpipes still were playing as the dead lay all around Then he moved in no direction till he faced the winds of North And he boldly climbed the highlands, further from the Firth of Forth Then one freezing, blowing morning, came the cry of Peg Macdunna Back to my croft in Clachan God has sent me home my son And in another croft in Clachan cross the way from the Macdunna With her face against the window sat a young girl, tired and worn And she smiled a secret knowing as she breathed a prayer alone I thank thee Lord for bringing Rob Macdunn back safely home Back to the croft in Clachan, he returned to peace again He had gone a boy of 16, but he came back as a man. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (9) New Moon Over Jamaica -------- There's a new moon over Jamaica And the new year just got here, you see There's a new moon over Jamaica And I'm living with an old memory So won't you come back to Jamaica? You know it isn't so far Look up in the sky where you left me that night I'll be standing right under that star There's a new moon over Jamaica And the new year just got here, you see There's a new moon over Jamaica And I'm living with an old memory I said good evening to Venus She said good evening too Out there somewhere, you know I could swear She sent a message of true love from you There's a new moon over Jamaica And the new year just got here, you see There's a new moon over Jamaica And I'm living with an old memory A new moon makes someone feel happy A new moon makes someone lovesick I'm thinking of you, but what can I do? New moons and new years and old love's don't mix There's a new moon over Jamaica And the new year just got here, you see There's a new moon over Jamaica And I'm living with an old memory Just the new year, a new moon and me -------- Water From The Wells Of Home (1988) -------- -------- (10) Water From The Wells Of Home -------- There's a stool along the road to freedom Like a gipsy in a guilty cage But rising has not always been bright Destiny dreams are made My days all run together Like a timeless honeycomb I find myself wishing I could drink again Water from the wells of home Water from the wells of home Water from the wells of home I've seen all your shining cities Lean against the yellow sky I've seen the down, and I'll get better I've seen many of strong men die Well the troubled hearts in the worried men Things that I've been showed Keep me always returning to Water from the wells of home Water from the wells of home Water from the wells of home I want to come back some day to the water from the wells of home Lord take me back someday to the water from the wells of home I want to come back some day to the water from the wells of home I want to come back some day to the water from the wells of home Lord take me back someday to the water from the wells of home Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, John Carter Cash -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (1) Backstage Pass -------- Hello I'm Johnny Cash One night I had a backstage pass to the Willie Nelson Show There were wackoes and weirdoes and dingbats and dodoes And athletes and movie stars and David Allan Coe There was leather and lace and every minority race With a backstage pass to the Willie Nelson Show Kristofferson got an offer for a movie promoters closed another deal or two Waylon got a call from his son Shooter and he went home the minute he was through I moved with the mob at intermission To the green room where you see who you can see There were has-been's and would-be's and never-were's Paupers punks and millionaires and me And there were wackoes... Hells Angels blocked the traffic to the building In order for the beer truck to come through And waitin' in the wings to sing with Willie were hopeful stars of flickering magnitude There was a singer Willie knew back in the fifties Who once paid him fifty dollars for a song There were women who once did and some who still would I heard one ask did Connie come along And there were wackoes... I wish you could've been there well maybe you were Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (2) Cat's In The Cradle -------- A child arrived the other day, He came to the world in the usual way. But there were planes to catch and bills to pay, He learned to walk while I was away, And he was talking 'fore I knew it. And as he grew he'd say, "I'm gonna be like you dad, You know I'm gonna be like you." And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon. Little boy blue and the man in the moon. When you coming home dad? "I don't know when, But we'll get together then, You know we'll have a good time then." My son turned ten just the other day, He said, "Thanks for the ball come on let's play, Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today, I got a lot to do." He said, "That's okay." He walked away but his smile never dimmed, He said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah, you know I'm gonna be like him." And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon. Little boy blue and the man in the moon. When you coming home dad? "I don't know when, But we'll get together then, You know we'll have a good time then." Well he came from college just the other day, So much like a man I just had to say, "Son I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while." He shook his head and then he said with a smile, "What I'd really like dad is to borrow the car keys, See you later can I have them please." And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon. Little boy blue and the man in the moon. When you coming home son? "I don't know when, But we'll have a good time then dad, You know we'll have a good time then." I've long since retired my son's moved away. I called him up just the other day, I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind." He said, "I'd love to dad if I could find the time, You see my new job's a hassle and the kids have the flu, But it's sure nice talking to you dad, It's been sure nice talking to you." And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me, He'd grown up just like me, my boy was just like me. Writer(s): Harry F. Chapin, Sandy Chapin -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (3) Farmer's Almanac -------- Well, the farmer prayed for a better year And the crops were good like the Lord did hear But his barn burned down with winter near The answer came in white and black In the farmer's almanac, it says "If a man could have half his wishes he could double his trouble" A sweet old lady was eighty-four When her kinfolks came for a month or more Now from overwork she's on the other shore Much too late was y'all come back And it says in the farmer's almanac, it says "Visitors and fish smell after three days" Our leader was a silver tongued man He deceived the people of the land And when he got caught he couldn't stand It's a little off-beat and a little off-track But it says in the farmer's almanac, it says "In rivers and bad government the lightest things flow to the top" Rod said, "I don't believe in God" Rod died and lies beneath the sod For God did not believe in Rod Life is a troubled and a weary track But it says in the farmer's almanac, it says "Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death" The little boy followed the honeybee And it flew straight to the honey tree He got stung but got the honey free Consolation for the things you lack Is in the farmer's almanac, it says "God gives us the darkness so we can see the stars" He came home three hours late from work Said, "I had a flat and fell in the dirt" She said, "You gotten lipstick on your shirt" Well it turned out like Jill and Jack And it says in the farmer's almanac, it says "Lies have to be covered up, truth can run around naked" He said, "Honey, you know I'm true I just look at other women that's all I do" Then she caught him with her best friend Peggy Sue Sometimes some women will look back And it says in the farmer's almanac, it says "There's a lot of difference in window shoppin' and shop liftin'" I sat down at a shoeshine stand I had a real slow shoeshine man I said you don't pop that rag like some of 'em can He looked at me and then he sat right back It says in the farmer's almanac, it says "The trouble with the world today is There's too much poppin' and not enough shinin'" Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (4) Don't Go Near The Water -------- Your mama used to worry about that big muddy river Honey do your remember? You let the screen door slam when you stepped off the front porch Then your mama calling don't be late And I'd hear your daddy holler "Son she's my only daughter" You'd stick your nose in the honeysuckle down by the gate I could still hear your mama calling "don't go near the water" We fell right in Went over our head But we didn't go near the water Nothing beats the young and sweet And the nights got hotter and hotter We were sure enough getting our feet wet mama But we didn't go near the water We'd hear the rocking chair squeaking As you sneaked up the back stairs Mama waiting like a grizzly bear Had to get the honeysuckle out of your hair But in the morning light You'd look her right in the eye It wasn't a lie We didn't go near the water We fell right in Went over our head But we didn't go near the water Nothing beats the young and sweet And the nights got hotter and hotter We were sure enough getting our feet wet mama But we didn't go near the water Your mama used to worry about that big muddy river She should've worried about me 'Cause we were sure enough getting our feet wet mama But we didn't go near the water Didn't go near the water Didn't go near the water yeah Writer(s): James W. Foster, Chapin Hartford -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (5) Family Bible -------- Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me. There's a fam'ly bible on the table Each page is torn and hard to read But the fam'ly bible on the table Will ever be my key to memories. At the end of day when work was over And when the evening meal was done Dad would read to us from the fam'ly bible And we'd count our many blessings one by one. I can see us sittin' 'round the table When from the fam'ly bible dad would read I can hear my mother softly singing Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me. This old world of ours is full of troubles This old world would oh, so better be If we had more bibles on the table And mothers singing Rock of Ages cleft for me. I can see us sittin' 'round the table When from the fam'ly bible dad would read I can hear my mother softly singing Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me. Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me... Writer(s): Paul Buskirk, Walter Breedland, Claude Gray -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (6) Harley -------- Harley didn't have no education he could hardly read and write He was locked into a dead-end occupation his future didn't look too bright He worked eighteen years on the assembly line Just gettin' by with a little bit of overtime And that could be the end of this story of mine but it's just the beginning Late one night when he was workin' graveyard Harley got himself this big idea All he's have to do is change one little screw a save millions of dollars a year So he worked and he saved till he could open his own shop Money started rollin' in like it wasn't gonna stop So Harley bought a mountain built a mansion on top So the losers could see whom was winnin' Only in America with nothin' but a dream only in America where every man's king First Harley's daughter Janet found a guru she gave him everything she owned Then Harley junior joined some kind of rockband And walked around all day about half stoned His wife watched TV all the time cause she got bored Then one day she found a TV preacher she adored And she gave all of Harley's hard earned money to the Lord Harley started drinkin' wound up in Betty Ford to see if he could by a happy ending Then some kid who worked in Harley's factory he got himself this big idea Figured out how to do it with compures drove Harley out of business in a year Now Harley's back working the assembly line Just gettin' by with a little bit of overtime But don't count Harley out cause he ain't the quittin' kind He stares at that computer with one thing on his mind How to make them things more user-friendly Only in America... Only in America... Writer(s): Chick Rains, Michael Martin Murphy -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (7) I Love You I Love You -------- I love you love you I love you Just in case you care you know I do I've done everything I know to do To catch your eye and get a rise from you I've said everything I know to say Till I'm afraid that I'll scare you away I've tried everything I know to try And if you won't love me I'm gonna die I'll be anything I need to be To make you want to bring your love to me Cause I love you love you I love you Can't help it that I feel the way I do I love you love you I love you Just in case you care you know I do I'll quit anything I need to quit Or I'll change anything to make it fit I'll start anything I need to start If that would mean you're givin' me your heart I love you love you I love you Can't help it that I feel the way I do I love you love you I love you Just in case you care you know I do I love you love you I love you Can't help it that I feel the way I do I love you love you I love you Just in case you care you know I do Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (8) Hidden Shame -------- I'm sorry to say that you don't know me I'm sad in ways you never understood Each time I try to tell the ugly truth You always let it pass you by You said I'd never tell you a lie Just because I could Did you really think I was a bad man? You always said that that should be my middle name But you don't know the half of it You don't know how that name fits You don't know my hidden shame Hidden shame, shame, shame That I can't get free From the blame and the torture And the misery Must it be my secret for eternity? 'Til you know my hidden shame, you really don't know me Well, there's a different kind of prison And it don't even have to look much like a cell It's already on your mind Boy, we can see it in your eyes So, here's the bars and walls as well Well, you know I'm never coming home, babe You said you'd stand by me until I cleared my name Sure, it's easy to be strong When you know the charge is wrong But the days and weeks get long When you've got a hidden shame Hidden shame, shame, shame That I can't get free From the blame and the torture And the misery Must it be my secret for eternity? 'Til you know my hidden shame, you really don't know me I had a friend when I was just a boy We were like brothers, we would run and hide And we went walking on a high hillside And I really don't how it happened He turned to me and had this strange look in his eye And not a single word was spoken I must have pushed him, but I don't remember why And all at once, he lay there broken And I walked down without him and I didn't even sigh Hidden shame, shame, shame That I can't get free From the blame and the torture And the misery Must it be my secret for eternity? 'Til you know my hidden shame, you really don't know me They say you always hurt the one you love And I'm not saying if I did or if I didn't But like my shame, that kind of love is always hidden They locked me up here for the ideas in my head They never got me for the thing I really did Hidden shame, shame, shame That I can't get free From the blame and the torture And the misery Must it be my secret for eternity? 'Til you know my hidden shame, you really don't know me Writer(s): Elvis Costello -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (9) Monteagle Mountain -------- There's a stretch of Highway on Interstate 24 between Nashville and Chattanooga That's claimed many trucker's life And your life is in your hands when you start down that long steep grade On Monteagle Mountain I just rolled out of Nashville in my big rig headin' south My eyes are on fire feels like cotton in my mouth My whole body's achin' but I got to make them big wheels roll I got to be in Florida by tomorrow morning with a full heavy load I got to get passed Atlanta as soon as I can tonight I got to try to dodge the scales and stay out of Smoky's sight But there's one big thing standin' like a nightmare in my way I got to top Monteagle Mountain a little bit later today Goin' down Monteagle Mountain on I-24 It's hell for a trucker when the devil's at your door He'll tempt you and tell you come on let her roll Cause the mountain wants your rig and trucker I want your soul When I started down Monteagle the brakes just wouldn't hold I knew I was in trouble and bout to lose control The runaway ramp was waitin' I saw the warnin' sign I said Lord help me make it have mercy on this soul of mine Well I ploughed into that runaway ramp and I could feel that big truck groan My life flashed right before my eyes and for a minute I thought I was gone But when the smoke cleared I thanked God that I was still alive Cause when there's a runaway on Monteagle some truckers don't survive Goin' down Monteagle Mountain on I-24 It's hell for a trucker when the devil's at your door He'll tempt you and tell you come on let her roll Cause the mountain wants your rig and trucker I want your soul Yeah many a good man had lost his life on Monteagle Mountain it's a long steep grade Many a good hard workin' boy gone over the side watch out for Monteagle Writer(s): Thomas Richard Mc Gibony -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (10) That's One You Owe Me -------- There was a showdown at high noon reputations on the line It was the good guys and the bad guys I was eight and he was nine And I forgot to keep my back to the wall in Dodge that day And from somewhere behind me I heard him say "That's one you owe me I let you slide I can't back shoot a buddy it goes against my pride So like two desperados we'll ride off in the sun But just remember you owe me one" It was high school and football on two different teams I was good but he was better than I would ever be And when I finally crossed the goal line ahead of him that day As the crowd was goin' wild I heard him say "That's one you owe me I let you slide I can't back shoot a buddy it goes against my pride So like two desperados we'll ride off in the sun But just remember you owe me one" She was long and lean and pretty and soon to be his bride When she strayed into my arms one day with lovin' on her mind Well I was almost tempted by her soft touch and her sigh But the next time I saw him I could look him in the eye That's one you owe me I let you slide I can't back shoot a buddy it goes against my pride So like two desperados we'll ride off in the sun But just remember you owe me one That's one you owe me I let you slide I can't back shoot a buddy it goes against my pride So like two desperados we'll ride off in the sun But just remember you owe me one Writer(s): Mark Sanders, Jim Elliott -------- Boom Chicka Boom (1990) -------- -------- (11) Veteran's Day -------- Well I used to hang out down at the VFW hall And stare at the photographs up on the wall Of the neighborhood boys that died in the wars we've been through And the hand lettered sign that said remember Jimmy McGrew Well Jimmy went to Nam back in 1965 But there's a lot of men here that think Jimmy McGrew's still alive Though they carved his name on a stone in Washington DC His brother said that stone don't prove a thing to me It's veteran's day and the skies are gray Leave the uniforms home cause there ain't gonna be a parade But we'll fill up a glass for the ones that didn't make it through And leave a light in the window tonight for Jimmy McGrew There's a hot rain fallin' on the back streets of Saigon There's an ole soldier stumblin' down the alley with his mama-san Lord his eyes are cloudy and his arms are black and blue He's just hangin' by a thread and he looks like Jimmy McGrew It's veteran's day and the skies are gray... And keep it burnin' bright there may still be a lot of Jimmy McGrews overthere But we'll fill up a glass for the ones that didn't make it through And leave a light in the window tonight for Jimmy McGrew Writer(s): Tom Russell -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (1) The Greatest Cowboy Of Them All -------- I have always had my heroes I've loved a lot of legends Many men in my mind are ridin' tall But my cowboy hero hats off to the man who rode a donkey He's the greatest cowboy of them all He loves all his little doggies he speaks to them kind and gently And he'll lift up any maverick that falls He sees every stray that scatters like it's the only one that matters He's the greatest cowboy of them all Once he rode into the sunset but some returning sunrise He'll call up all the riders in the sky I gotta get my roll together gettin' ready for that sunrise That winds up where old cowboys never die The trail he rides is narrow but it's straighter than an arrow And he rides point for all the great and small He will take us through the wire onto that plain that's higher He's the greatest cowboy of them all Once he rode into the sunset... He's the greatest cowboy of them all Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (2) I'm An Easy Rider -------- I'm an easy rider, the wind is at my back I'm an easy rider, the white line is my track Every lane is a passin' lane and the ride away is mine Let me on that straight-away and I'll be fairly flyin' I'm an easy rider, my wheels love to roll I'm an easy rider, I ride a new road every day I'm an easy rider, I will see you on my way I got a number down in every town in my little black book And they understand that I'm a travelin' man So they don't think they got hooked I'm an easy rider, I love that gray highway I'm an easy rider, oh Lord, I love to roll I'm an easy rider, movin's in my soul I know a lady down in Little Rock and I stopped for a little while But I had to go 'cause another I know is waitin' for my smile I'm an easy rider, I can't stay in one place Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (3) The Mystery Of Life -------- Peterbilt drivers don't pick up low riders They don't slow for the curves in the road They hate to keep logs, they hate riders on hogs Watch out for a shift in your load When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns But I never had a Lionel train Now I've got a truck, if I keep payments up And it weighs thirty tons in the rain I wear Frisco jeans with riveted seams My money is chained to my belt I wear a Cat cap just like my pap He drove till it ruined his health Now, Georgia Bill Smith wore thick glasses and boots He could see 'bout as far as he could walk He came up too fast on that bridge overpass Lord, the preacher sure gave a fine talk When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns But I never had a Lionel train Now I've got a truck if I keep payments up And it weighs thirty tons in the rain I've read a few lines from the poets And sometimes, I might cross the line I don't know the answer to the mystery of life But a woman sure helps pass the time When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns But I never had a Lionel train Now I've got a truck if I keep payments up And it weighs thirty tons in the rain When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns But I never had a Lionel train Now I've got a truck if I keep payments up And it weighs thirty tons in the rain Writer(s): Joe Nixon -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (4) Hey Porter -------- Hey porter! Hey porter! Would you tell me the time? How much longer will it be till we cross that Mason Dixon Line? At daylight would ya tell that engineer to slow it down? Or better still, just stop the train, Cause I wanna look around. Hey porter! Hey porter! What time did ya say? How much longer will it be till I can see the light of day? When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell? And ask everybody that ain't asleep to stand right up and yell. Hey porter! Hey porter! It's getting light outside. This old train is puffin' smoke, and I have to strain my eyes. But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please. Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves and I feel that Southern breeze. Hey porter! Hey porter! Please get my bags for me. I need nobody to tell me now that we're in Tennessee. Go tell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream, We're not so far from home so take it easy on the steam. Hey porter! Hey porter! Please open up the door. When they stop the train I'm gonna get off first Cause I can't wait no more. Tell that engineer I said thanks alot, and I didn't mind the fare. I'm gonna set my feet on Southern soil and breathe that Southern air. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (5) Beans For Breakfast -------- I couldn't hear you for the TV, I didn't know you said goodbye I saw your cancelled check for the airfare, didn't know flyin' got too high Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can. I've run out of clean utensils, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man I heard the crows outside my window, guess it's me they're talkin' about The fire you lit has burnt to cinders, every good things fizzled out Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can. Wish you'd come back and wash the dishes, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man Caught a cold with the window open, crow droppings o my window sill Probably got histoplasmosis, got no gun or I would kill them crows Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can. Plastic forks are a dime a dozen I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man Finally made it to the mailbox, felt so bad I thought I'd die All I got was a bill from my doctor, well I guess flyin' ain't so high Bean for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can. Blue tick mattress cold and greasy, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man The house burned down from the fire that I built, in your closet by mistake After I took all them pills, but I got out safe in my duck head overalls Beans for breakfast once again, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (6) Goin' By The Book -------- You can see it in the movies and the paper and the tv news Somebody's army is always on the move There's gonna be a battle the lines have been drawn They've got guns and tanks and planes The wells are gone dry and the water is bad and the air is acid rain There's war after war and rumors of war from the east There's a rumblin' in the ground and they're talkin' about the beast Good mothers cry cause the rivers run high With the blood of too many sons Some people say peace is on the way But the worst is still to come Cause the prophets wrote about it And jesus spoke about it And john got to take a look And he told us what he saw when it's easy to see It's goin' by the book It's goin' by the book There's armies in the cities and the missiles stand ready for flight A pale horse rides like the wind across the night And that rumblin' in the desert like thunder gettin' closer And the trumpet's gettin' ready to blow There's gonna be a shout that will wake the dead we better be ready to go Cause the prophets wrote about it And jesus spoke about it And john got to take a look And he told us what he saw when it's easy to see It's goin' by the book It's goin' by the book It's goin' by the book Goin' by the book Writer(s): Chester Lester -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (7) Wanted Man -------- Wanted man in California Wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in Kansas City Wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi Wanted man in old Cheyenne Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man I might be in Colorado Or Georgia by the sea Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be If you ever see me coming and if you know who I am Don't you breathe it to nobody because you know I'm on the lamb Wanted man by Lucy Watson Wanted man by Jeannie Brown Wanted man by Nellie Johnson Wanted man in this next town I've had all that I wanted of a lot of things I've had And a lot more than I needed of some things that turned out bad I got sidetracked in El Paso Stopped to get myself a map Went the wrong way in Juarez with Juanita on my lap Went to sleep in Shreveport Woke up in Abilene Wondering why I'm wanted at some town half way in between Wanted man in Albuquerque Wanted man in Syracuse Wanted man in Tallahassee Wanted man in Baton Rouge There's somebody set to grab me Anywhere that I might be And wherever you might look tonight You might get a glimpse of me Wanted man in California Wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in Kansas City Wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi Wanted man in old Cheyenne Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man Writer(s): Bob Dylan -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (8) I'll Go Somewhere And Sing My Songs Again -------- A way out on the mountain near the sky Hiding from the cold realities of life Shaking that old road dust off my heels I give my heart and mind a chance to heal Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again More than likely ride back to the places that I've been In fairness to my music and my friends I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again A raccoon stole my minnows in the night Thought I appreciate his need and his appetite But unlike me he doesn't have to roam And it's true that man can't live on bread alone Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again More than likely ride back to the places that I've been In fairness to my music and my friends I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again It feels so good to have a simple wish Where life and death is me and some old fish Poor king sits with a cold beer in his hand And surveys a clear blue kingdom on the sand Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again More than likely ride back to the places that I've been In fairness to my music and my friends I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again Writer(s): Tom Hall -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (9) The Hobo Song -------- There was a time when lonely men would wander Through this land rolling aimlessly along So many times I've heard of their sad story Written in the words of dead men's song Down through the years many men have yearned for freedom Some found it only on the open road So many tears of blood have fell around us Cause you can't always do what you were told. Please tell me where have all the hobos gone to. I see no fire burning down by the rusty railroad tracks Could it be that time has gone and left them Tied up in life's eternal travelin' sack Last Sunday night I wrote a letter to my loved one I signed my name and I knew that I stayed away way too long There was a time when my heart was free to wander And I remember as I sing this hobo song Please tell me where have all the hobos gone to I see no fire burning down by the rusty railroad tracks Could it be that time has gone and left them Tied up in life's eternal travelin' sack Please tell me where have all the hobos gone to I see no fire burning down by the rusty railroad tracks Could it be that time has gone and left them Tied up in life's eternal travelin' sack Writer(s): Jack Martin Bonus -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (10) Angel And The Badman -------- There was a man whose deeds were dark as night And quite by chance he rode into the light A man, wild as a dust devil with, no place to run Livin' by his wits and by his gun He met a girl like none he'd ever known She cared not for the wild oats he had sewn And, so, he laid his gun down and set his spirit free Began livin' in respectability But his old ways of thinkin' wouldn't die Could not forget the old creed he lived by And the good and bad and the right and wrong kept fightin' for his soul Till his heart and mind both went out of control But now the old saloon had lost its spell What once was laughter now was livin' hell And the hookers, guns and drinkin' in his life were out of place And in his mind he saw an Angel's face So, he burned all his bridges in a day And the Devil deeds were done and laid away And he rode out a better man than when he first rode in And the Angel got the Badman in the end Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- The Mystery Of Life (1991) -------- -------- (11) The Wanderer -------- I went out walking through the streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking under an atomic sky Where the ground won't turn And the rain it burns Like the tears when I said goodbye Yeah I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering I went drifting through the capitals of tin Where men can't walk Or freely talk And sons turn their fathers in I stopped outside a church house Where the citizens like to sit They say they want the kingdom But they don't want God in it Yeah I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering I went drifting through the capitals of tin Where men can't walk Or freely talk And sons turn their fathers in I went out with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering I went out walking Down that winding road Where no one's trusting no one And conscience...a too heavy load I went out riding, down that ol'eight lane I passed by a thousand signs Looking for my own name Yeah I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering I went drifting through the capitals of tin Where men can't walk Or freely talk And sons turn their fathers in I went with nothing But the thought you'd be there, too Looking for you I went out there in search of experience To taste and to touch and to feel's as much As a man can before he repents I went out searching, looking for one good man A spirit who would not bend or break Who could sit at his father's right hand I went out walking with a bible and a gun The word of God lay heavy on my heart I was sure I was the one Now Jesus, don't you wait up Jesus, I'll be home soon Yea I went out for the papers Told her I'd be back by noon Yeah I left with nothing But the thought you'd be there too Looking for you... Yeah I left with nothing Nothing but the thought of you... I went wandering Writer(s): Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen, Dave Evans, Paul David Hewson -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (1) Delia's Gone -------- Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life If I hadn't have shot poor Delia I'd have had her for my wife Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone I went up to Memphis And I met Delia there Found her in her parlor And I tied to her chair Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone She was low down and trifling And she was cold and mean Kind of evil make me want to Grab my sub machine Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone First time I shot her I shot her in the side Hard to watch her suffer But with the second shot she died Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone But jailer, oh, jailer Jailer, I can't sleep 'Cause all around my bedside I hear the patter of Delia's feet Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone So if you woman's devilish You can let her run Or you can bring her down and do her Like Delia got done Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone Writer(s): John Cash -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (2) Let The Train Blow The Whistle -------- I don't want no aggravation When my train has left the station If you're there or not, I may not even know Have a round and remember Things we did that weren't so tender Let the train blow the whistle when I go On my guitar sell tickets So someone can finally pick it And tell the girls down at the Ritz I said hello Tell the gossipers and liars I will see them in the fire Let the train blow the whistle when I go Let her blow, let her blow Long and loud and hard and happy Let her blow No regrets, all my debts will be paid When I get laid Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow You'll be left without excuses For the evils and abuses Down to today from years and years ago And have yourself another toke From my basket full of smoke And let the train blow the whistle when I go Let her blow, let her blow Long and loud and hard and happy Let her blow No regrets, all my debts will be paid When I get laid Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow Writer(s): John R Cash -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (3) The Beast In Me -------- The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by night rants and rages at the stars God help the beast in me The beast in me Has had to learn to live with pain And how to shelter from the rain And in the twinkling of an eye Might have to be restrained God help the beast in me Sometimes it tries to kid me That it's just a teddy bear And even somehow manage to vanish in the air And that is when I must beware Of the beast in me that everybody knows They've seen him out dressed in my clothes Patently unclear If it's New York or New Year God help the beast in me The beast in me Writer(s): Nicholas Drain Lowe -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (4) Drive On -------- I got a friend named Whiskey Sam He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam He said is my country just a little off track Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back But, it's better than not coming back at all Many a good man I saw fall And even now, every time I dream I hear the men and the monkeys in the jungle scream Drive on, don't mean nothin' My children love me , but they don't understand And I got a woman who knows her man Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on I remember one night, Tex and me Rappelled in on a hot L.Z. We had our 16's on rock and roll But, with all that fire, was scared and cold We were crazy, we were wild And I have seen the tiger smile I spit in a bamboo viper's face And I'd be dead , but by God's grace Drive on, don't mean nothin' My children love me, but they don't understand And I got a woman who knows her man Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on It was a real slow walk in a real sad rain And nobody tried to be John Wayne I came home, but Tex did not And I can't talk about the hit he got I got a little limp now when I walk Got a little tremolo when I talk But my letter read from Whiskey Sam You're a walkin' talkin' miracle from Vietnam Drive on, don't mean nothin' My children love me, but they don't understand And I got a woman who knows her man Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on Writer(s): Jack Ingram -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (5) Why Me Lord -------- Why me Lord, what have I ever done To deserve even one Of the blessings I've known Why me Lord, what did I ever do That was worth love from you And the kindness you've shown Lord help me Jesus, I've wasted it so Help me Jesus I know what I am Now that I know that I've needed you so Help me Jesus, my soul's in your hand Try me Lord, if you think there's a way That I can try to repay All I've taken from you Maybe Lord, I can show someone else What I've been through myself On my way back to you Lord help me Jesus, I've wasted it so Help me Jesus I know what I am Now that I know that I've needed you so Help me Jesus, my soul's in your hand Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (6) Thirteen -------- Bad luck wind been blowing at my back I was born to bring trouble to wherever I'm at Got the number thirteen tattooed on my neck When the ink starts to itch, then the black will turn to red I was born in the soul of misery Never had me a name They just gave me the number when I was young Got a long line of heartache I carry it well The list of lives I've broken reach from here to hell Back luck been blowing at my back I pray you don't look at me, I pray I don't look back I was born in the soul of misery Never had me a name They just gave me the number when I was young I was born in the soul of misery Never had me a name They just gave me the number when I was young They just gave me the number when I was young Writer(s): Glenn Danzig -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (7) Oh, Bury Me Not -------- Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a fish on a hook Like a knight from an old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons with thee And if I have been unkind I hope that you will just let it go by And if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you Like a baby stillborn Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me But I swear by this song By all I have done wrong I'll make it all up to you I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch He called out to me "Don't ask for so much" And a young man leaning on his darkened door He cried out to me "Hey, why not ask for more" Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Writer(s): Leonard Cohen -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (9) Tennessee Stud -------- Back about eighteen and twenty-five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee Stud Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa One of her brothers was a bad outlaw I wrote a letter to my Uncle Spud And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud On a Tennessee Stud The Tennessee Stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood There never was a horse like Tennessee Stud Drifted on down into no man's land Across the river called the Rio Grande Raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold Me and the gambler, we couldn't agree We got in a fight over Tennessee Pulled our guns and he fell with a thud And I rode away on a Tennessee Stud The Tennessee Stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood There was never a horse like the Tennessee Stud I rode right back across Arkansas I whipped her brother and I whipped her Pa I found that girl with the golden hair She was riding on a Tennessee Mare Pretty little baby on the cabin floor Little horse colt playing round the door I loved the girl with the golden hair And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare The Tennessee Stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood There was never a horse like the Tennessee Stud Writer(s): Jimmy Driftwood, James Driftwood -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (10) Down There By The Train -------- There's a place I know where the train goes slow Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb There's a river by the trestle down by sinner's grove Down where the willow and the dogwood grow You can hear the whistle, you can hear the bell From the halls of heaven to the gates of hell And there's room for the forsaken if you're there on time You'll be washed of all your sins and all of your crimes If you're down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there where the train goes slow There's a golden moon that shines up through the mist And I know that your name can be on that list There's no eye for an eye, there's no tooth for a tooth I saw Judas Iscariot carrying John Wilkes Booth He was down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train He was down there where the train goes slow If you've lost all your hope, if you've lost all your faith I know you can be cared for and I know you can be safe And all the shamefuls and all of the whores And even the soldier who pierced the side of the Lord Is down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there where the train goes slow Well, I've never asked forgiveness and I've never said a prayer Never given of myself, never truly cared I've left the ones who loved me and I'm still raising Cain I've taken the low road and if you've done the same Meet me down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there where the train goes slow Meet me down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there by the train Down there where the train goes slow Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (11) Redemption -------- From the hands it came down From the side it came down From the feet it came down And ran to the ground Between heaven and hell A teardrop fell In the deep crimson dew The tree of life grew And the blood gave life To the branches of the tree And the blood was the price That set the captives free And the numbers that came Through the fire and the flood Clung to the tree And were redeemed by the blood From the tree streamed a light That started the fight 'Round the tree grew a vine On whose fruit I could dine My old friend Lucifer came Fought to keep me in chains But I saw through the tricks Of six-sixty-six And the blood gave life To the branches of the tree And the blood was the price That set the captives free And the numbers that came Through the fire and the flood Clung to the tree And were redeemed by the blood From his hands it came down From his side it came down From his feet it came down And ran to the ground And a small inner voice Said "You do have a choice." The vine engrafted me And I clung to the tree Writer(s): John R Cash -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (12) Like A Soldier -------- With the twilight colors falling And the evening laying shadows Hidden memories come stealing from my mind As I feel my own heart beating out The simple joy of living I wonder how I ever was that kind But the wild road I was rambling Was always out there calling And they said a hundred times I should have died But now my present miracle Is that you're here beside me So, I believe they were roads that I was meant to ride Like a soldier getting over the war Like a young man getting over his crazy days Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways Every day is better than before I'm like a soldier getting over the war There were nights I don't remember And there's pain that I've forgotten Other things I choose not to recall There are faces that come to me In my darkest secret memory Faces that I wish would not come back at all In my dreams parade of lovers From the other times and places There's not one that matters now, no matter who I'm just thankful for the journey And that I've survived the battles And that my spoils of victory are you Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr. -------- American Recordings (1994) -------- -------- (13) The Man Who Couldn't Cry -------- There once was a man who just couldn't cry He hadn't cried for years and for years Napalmed babies and the movie love story For instance could not produce tears As a child he had cried as all children will Then at some point his tear ducts ran dry He grew to be a man, the feces hit the fan Things got bad, but he couldn't cry His dog was run over, his wife up and left him And after that he got sacked from his job Lost his arm in the war, was laughed at by a whore Ah, but sill not a sniffle or sob His novel was refused, his movie was panned And his big Broadway show was a flop He got sent off to jail; you guessed it, no bail Oh, but still not a dribble or drop In jail he was beaten, bullied and buggered And made to make license plates Water and bread was all he was fed But not once did a tear stain his face Doctors were called in, scientists, too Theologians were last and practically least They all agreed sure enough; this was sure no cream puff But in fact an insensitive beast He was removed from jail and placed in a place For the insensitive and the insane He played lots of chess and made lots of friends And he wept every time it would rain Once it rained forty days and it rained forty nights And he cried and he cried and he cried and he cried On the forty-first day, he passed away He just dehydrated and died Well, he went up to heaven, located his dog Not only that, but he rejoined his arm Down below, all the critics, they loot it all back Cancer robbed the whore of her charm His ex-wife died of stretch marks, his ex-employer went broke The theologians were finally found out Right down to the ground, that old jail house burned down The earth suffered perpetual drought Writer(s): Loudon Wainwright -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (1) Rowboat -------- Rowboat, row me to the shore. She don't wanna be my friend no more. She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul. She don't wanna be my friend no more. Pick me up, gimme some food to eat, In your truck goin' no place. I'll be home talkin' to nobody. You'll be strange, you'll be far away. Big fat moon. And my body's out of tune. With the burnin' waves, She's a billion years away. Dog food on the floor, And I've been like this before. She is all, And everything else is small. Pick me up, gimme some alcohol, In your truck playin' the radio. I'll be home with the gasoline. You'll be stoned, you'll be far away. [Instrumental break] Rowboat, row me to the shore. She don't wanna be my friend no more. She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul. She is all, and everything else is small. Writer(s): Beck David Hansen -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (2) Sea Of Heartbreak -------- (One, two, one, two, three four.) The lights in the harbor, Don't shine for me. I'm like a lost ship, Adrift on the sea. The sea of heartbreak. Lost love and loneliness, Memories of your caress. So divine how I wish You were mine again my dear. I'm on this sea of tears, Sea of heartbreak. Oh, how did I lose you? Oh, where did I fail? Why did you leave me? Always to sail, The sea of heartbreak. Lost love and loneliness, Memories of your caress. So divine how I wish You were mine again my dear. I'm on this sea of tears, Sea of heartbreak. Oh, what I'd give just to sail back to shore, Back to your arms once more. Come to my rescue, oh, come here to me. Take me and keep me away from the sea. Sea of heartbreak. Lost love and loneliness, Memories of your caress. So divine how I wish You were mine again my dear. I'm on this sea of tears, Sea of heartbreak. Sea of heartbreak. Sea of heartbreak. Sea of heartbreak. Writer(s): Hal David -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (3) Rusty Cage -------- You wired me awake, And hit me with a hand of broken nails. You tied my lead and pulled my chain, To watch my blood begin to boil. But I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, Gonna break my rusty cage and run. I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, Gonna break my rusty cage and run. Too cold to start a fire, I'm burning diesel, burning dinosaur bones. I'll take the river down to still water, And ride a pack of dogs. I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, Gonna break my rusty cage and run. I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, Gonna break my rusty cage and run. When the forest burns along the road, Like God's eyes in my headlights. When the dogs are lookin' for their bones, And it's rainin' icepicks on your steel shore, I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run. I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, Gonna break my rusty cage and run. I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, Gonna break my rusty cage and run. I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my, Gonna break my rusty cage and run. Writer(s): Chris Cornell -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (4) The One Rose -------- So blue Lonesome too But still true Rosie haunts me Makes me think of you You're the one rose that's left in my heart, dear I love you, adore you, I do Each night in dreamland we wander along Telling love stories anew When from a blue sky a black cloud came rolling Breaking my heart in two Oh we ought not to part I have said from the start You're the one rose that's left in my heart Oh we ought not to part I have said from the start You're the one rose that's left in my heart Writer(s): Del Lyon, Lani McIntire -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (5) Country Boy -------- Country boy, ain't got no shoes. Country boy, ain't got no blues. Well, you work all day While you're wantin' to play In the sun and the sand, With a face that's tan. At the end of the day, When your work is done, You ain't got nothin' but fun. Country boy, ain't got no ills. Country boy, don't owe no bills. Country boy, ain't got no ills. Country boy, don't owe no bills. You get a wiggly worm, And then you watch him squirm. While you put him on a hook, And you drop him in a brook. If everything's gonna turn out right, You're gonna fry fish tonight. Country boy, got a lot to lose. Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes. [Instrumental break] Country boy, you got a shaggy dog. Country boy, up a holler log. Well, he comes in a run, When you pick up your gun. And with a shell or two, And your dog and you, When you get your rabbit, You'll skin his hide, He's gonna be good fried. Country boy, you got a lot to lose. Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes. [Instrumental break] Country boy, you got work to do. Country boy, in the morning dew, You gotta plant the seed, You gotta cut the weeds. There's many a row, You know you gotta hoe When it's quittin' time, And your work is through. There's a lot of life in you Country boy, you lucky thing. Country boy, I wish I was you, and you were me. Writer(s): Raymond B. Smith, Tony Colton, Albert Lee -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (6) Memories Are Made Of This -------- Take one fresh and tender kiss Add one stolen night of bliss One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy Memories are made of this. Don't forget a small moonbeam Fold it lightly with a dream Your lips and mine to sip the wine Memories are made of this Then at the wedding bells One house where lovers dwell Three little kids for the flavor Stir carefully through the day See how the flavor stays These are the dreams that we must savor With His blessings from above Serve it generously with love One man, one wife, one love for life Memories are made of this Writer(s): Terry Gilkyson, Richard Dehr, Frank Jr. Miller -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (7) Spiritual -------- Jesus I don't wanna die alone Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone My love wasn't true Now all I have is you Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone Jesus If you hear my last breath Don't leave me here Left to die a lonely death I know I have sinned but Lord I'm suffering Jesus Oh Jesus If you hear my last breath Jesus I don't wanna die alone Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone My love wasn't true Now all I have is you Jesus Oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone Jesus Jesus All my troubles All My pain Will leave me Once again All my troubles All my pain Will leave me once again All my troubles All my pain Will leave me once again Once again Writer(s): John Coltrane -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (8) Kneeling Drunkards Plea -------- Lord have mercy on me Was the kneeling drunkard's plea And as he knelt there on the ground I know that God in heaven looked down I went down by an old country church I saw the drunkard stagger and lurch And as he reached his mother's grave I saw that drunkard kneel and pray Lord have mercy on me Was the kneeling drunkard's plea And as he knelt there on the ground I know that God in heaven looked down Bring my darling boy to me Was his mother's dying plea And as he staggered through the gate A lassie came just one day too late Three years have passed since she went away Her son is sleeping beside her today And I know that in heaven his mother he'll see For God has heard that drunkard's plea Lord have mercy on me Was the kneeling drunkard's plea And as he knelt there on the ground I know that God in heaven looked down Writer(s): Maybelle Carter, Helen Carter, Anita Carter, June Carter Cash -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (9) Southern Accents -------- There's a southern accent, Where I come from. The young'uns call it country, The Yankees call it dumb. I got my own way of talkin', But everything is done, With a southern accent, Where I come from. Now that drunk-tank in Atlanta, Was just a motel room to me. Think I might go work Orlando, If them orange groves don't freeze. I've got my own way of workin', But everything is run, With a southern accent, Where I come from. For just a minute there I was dreaming. For just a minute it was all so real. For just a minute she was standing there, With me. There's a dream I that I keep havin', Where my mama comes to me. And she kneels down over by the window, And says a prayer for me. I got my own way of prayin', And everyone's begun, With a southern accent, Where I come from. [Instrumental break] We have our own way of livin', But everything is done, With a southern accent, Where I come from. Writer(s): Bob McDill, Ronny Scaife -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (10) Mean Eyed Cat -------- I gave my woman half my money at the general store, I said, "Now buy a little groceries and don't spend no more." But she paid ten dollars for a ten cent hat, And bought some store-bought cat food for that mean-eyed cat. When I woke up this mornin' and I turned my head, There wasn't a cotton pickin' thing on her side of the bed. I found a little ol' note, where her head belonged. It said, "Dear John, honey, baby, I'm long gone." When I heard a whistle blowin' and the big wheels a-turnin', I was scared as I could be. I put on my overalls and I headed to town. Gonna bring her back with me. I asked the man down at the station if he'd seen her there. I told him all about her pretty eyes and long, blonde hair. He spit his tobacco, said, "I'll be dad blamed, I believe I did see her leavin' on the east-bound train." I bought a round-trip ticket on the east bound train, I was broke as I could be, But when I come back, I gotta buy another ticket, Gonna bring her back with me. Well, I got off the train somewhere in Arkansas, And I worked up the guts to call my mother-in-law, She said, "I'll tell you where she is, if you act right. She's workin' four-to-twelve at Trucker's World tonight." Well, when I walked in she saw me and she took off her apron, And she grabbed her goin'-home hat She bought a ticket with her tips. Now we're curled up on the sofa, Me and her and that mean-eyed cat. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (11) Meet Me In Heaven -------- We saw houses falling from the sky Where the mountains lean down to the sand We saw blackbirds circling 'round an old castle keep And I stood on the cliff and held your hand We walked troubles brooding wind swept hills And we loved and we laughed the pain away At the end of the journey, when our last song is sung Will you meet me in Heaven someday [Chorus] Can't be sure of how's it's going to be When we walk into the light across the bar But I'll know you and you'll know me Out there beyond the stars We've seen the secret things revealed by God And we heard what the angels had to say Should you go first, or if you follow me Will you meet me in Heaven someday Living in a mansion on the streets of gold At the corner of Grace and Rapture Way In sweet ecstasy while the ages roll Will you meet me in Heaven someday In sweet ecstasy while the ages roll Will you meet in Heaven someday Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (12) I Never Picked Cotton -------- I have been ungrateful, I've been unwise. Restless from the cradle, Now I realize, It's so hard to see the rainbow, Through glasses dark as these. Maybe I'll be able, From now on, on my knees. Oh, I am weak. Oh, I know I am vain. Take this weight from me, Let my spirit be unchained. Old man swearin' at the sidewalk, I'm overcome. Seems that we've both forgotten, Forgotten to go home. Have I seen an angel? Oh, have I seen a ghost? Where's that rock of ages, When I need it most? Oh, I am weak. Oh, I know I am vain. Take this weight from me, Let my spirit be unchained. Writer(s): Jude Johnstone -------- Unchained (1996) -------- -------- (14) I've Been Everywhere -------- I was totin' my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road, When along came a semi with a high and canvas-covered load. "If you're goin' to Winnemucca, Mack, with me you can ride." And so I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside. He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand. And I said, "Listen, I've traveled every road in this here land!" I've been everywhere, man. I've been everywhere, man. Crossed the desert's bare, man. I've breathed the mountain air, man. Of travel I've a-had my share, man. I've been everywhere. I've been to Reno, Chicago, Fargo, Minnesota, Buffalo, Toronto, Winslow, Sarasota, Wichita, Tulsa, Ottawa, Oklahoma, Tampa, Panama, Mattawa, La Paloma, Bangor, Baltimore, Salvador, Amarillo, Tocopilla, Barranquilla, and Padilla, I'm a killer. I've been everywhere, man. I've been everywhere, man. Crossed the desert's bare, man. I've breathed the mountain air, man. Of travel I've a-had my share, man. I've been everywhere. I've been to Boston, Charleston, Dayton, Louisiana, Washington, Houston, Kingston, Texarkana, Monterey, Faraday, Santa Fe, Tallapoosa, Glen Rock, Black Rock, Little Rock, Oskaloosa, Tennessee to Hennessey, Chicopee, Spirit Lake, Grand Lake, Devil's Lake, Crater Lake, for Pete's sake. I've been everywhere, man. I've been everywhere, man. Crossed the desert's bare, man. I've breathed the mountain air, man. Of travel I've a-had my share, man. I've been everywhere. I've been to Louisville, Nashville, Knoxville, Ombabika, Schefferville, Jacksonville, Waterville, Costa Rica, Pittsfield, Springfield, Bakersfield, Shreveport, Hackensack, Cadillac, Fond du Lac, Davenport, Idaho, Jellico, Argentina, Diamantina, Pasadena, Catalina, see what I mean-a. I've been everywhere, man. I've been everywhere, man. Crossed the desert's bare, man. I've breathed the mountain air, man. Of travel I've a-had my share, man. I've been everywhere. I've been to Pittsburgh, Parkersburg, Gravelbourg, Colorado, Ellensburg, Rexburg, Vicksburg, El Dorado, Larimore, Admore, Haverstraw, Chatanika, Chaska, Nebraska, Alaska, Opelika, Baraboo, Waterloo, Kalamazoo, Kansas City, Sioux City, Cedar City, Dodge City, what a pity. I've been everywhere, man. I've been everywhere, man. Crossed the desert's bare, man. I've breathed the mountain air, man. Of travel I've a-had my share, man. I've been everywhere. I've been everywhere. Writer(s): Geoff Mack -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (1) I Won't Back Down -------- Well I won't back down, no I won't back down You can stand me up at the gates of hell But I won't back down Gonna stand my ground, won't be turned around And I'll keep this world from draggin' me down Gonna stand my ground and I won't back down Hey baby, there ain't no easy way out Hey I will stand my ground and I won't back down Well I know what's right, I got just one life In a world that keeps on pushin' me around But I stand my ground and I won't back down Hey baby, there ain't no easy way out Hey I will stand my ground and I won't back down No I won't back down. Writer(s): Jeff Lynne, Tom Petty -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (2) Solitary Man -------- Belinda was mine 'Til the time That I found her Holdin' Jim And lovin' him Then Sue came along, Loved me strong, That's what I thought Me and Sue, But that died, too. Don't know that I will But until I can find me A girl who'll stay And won't play Games behind me I'll be what I am A solitary man Solitary man I've had it to here Being where Love's a small word A part-time thing A paper ring I know it's been done Havin' one Girl who loved me Right or wrong Weak or strong Don't know that I will But until I can find me The girl who'll stay And won't play Games behind me I'll be what I am A solitary man A solitary man Don't know that I will But until Love can find me And the girl who'll stay And won't play Games behind me I'll be what I am A solitary man A solitary man Solitary man Writer(s): Neil Diamond -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (3) That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day) -------- Up in the mornin', out on a job, Work like the devil for my pay. While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do, But roll around heaven all day. Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids, Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray. While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do, But roll around heaven all day. Good Lord up above, can't you hear me cryin'? Tears all in my eyes. Send down that cloud with your silvery linin', Lift me to paradise. Oh, show me that river, take me across, Wash all my troubles away. Like that lucky old sun, gimme nothin' to do, But roll around heaven all day. Like that lucky old sun, gimme nothin' to do, But roll around heaven all day. Writer(s): Haven Gillespie, Beasley Smith -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (4) One -------- Is it getting better Or do you feel the same? Will it make it easier on you now If you've got someone to blame? You said one love One life When it's one need In the night One love we get to share it It leaves you, baby, if you don't care for it Did I disappoint you Or leave a bad taste in your mouth? You act like you never had love And you want me to go without Well, it's too late Tonight To drag the past out Into the light We're one but we're not the same We get to carry each other Carry each other One Have you come here for forgiveness? Have you come to raise the dead? Have you come here to play Jesus To the lepers in your head? Did I ask too much? More than a lot? You gave me nothing now It's all I got We're one but we're not the same Well, we hurt each other and we're doing it again You said love is a temple Love the higher law Love is a temple Love the higher law You ask me to enter But then you make me crawl I can't be holding on To what you've got When all you've got is hurt One love One blood One life You've got to do what you should One life with each other Sister Brothers One life but we're not the same We get to carry each other Carry each other One Writer(s): Dave Evans, Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen, Paul David Hewson -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (5) Nobody -------- When life seems full Of clouds and rain And I'm full Of nothin' but pain Who soothes my thumpin', bumpin' brain? Nobody When wintertime comes With its snow and sleet And me with hunger And cold feet Who says "Here's two bits, go and eat"? Nobody Well, I ain't never done nothin' to nobody I ain't never got nothin' from nobody, no time And until I get something from somebody, sometime I don't intend to do nothin' for nobody, no time When summertime comes All warm and clear And my friends see me Drawin' near Who says "Come on in and have a beer"? Nobody Well, one time when things was lookin' bright I started to whittlin' on a stick one night Who said "Hey! That's dynamite!"? Nobody Mmmm, I ain't never done nothin' to nobody I ain't never got nothin' from nobody, no time And until I get something from somebody, sometime I don't intend to do nothin' for nobody, no time I ain't never done nothin' to nobody I ain't never got nothin' from nobody, no time And until I get something from somebody, sometime I don't intend to do nothin' for nobody, no time Writer(s): Bert Williams -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (6) I See A Darkness -------- Well, you're my friend and can you see, Many times we've been out drinkin', Many times we've shared our thoughts, But did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got? Well, you know I have a love, a love for everyone I know. And you know I have a drive to live, I won't let go. But can you see this opposition comes rising up sometimes? That it's dreadful imposition, comes blacking in my mind. And that I see a darkness. And that I see a darkness. And that I see a darkness. And that I see a darkness. Did you know how much I love you? Is a hope that somehow you, Can save me from this darkness. Well, I hope that someday, buddy, we have peace in our lives. Together or apart, alone or with our wives. And we can stop our whoring and pull the smiles inside. And light it up forever and never go to sleep. My best unbeaten brother, this isn't all I see. Oh, no, I see a darkness. Oh, no, I see a darkness. Oh, no, I see a darkness. Oh, no, I see a darkness. Did you know how much I love you? Is a hope that somehow you, Can save me from this darkness. Writer(s): Will Oldham -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (7) The Mercy Seat -------- It all began when they took me from my home and put me on Death Row. A crime for which I am totally innocent, you know. I began to warm and chill To objects and their fields, A ragged cup, a twisted mop The face of Jesus in my soup Those sinister dinner deals The meal trolley's wicked wheels A hooked bone rising from my food And all things either good or ungood. And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this weighing of the truth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die. I hear stories from the chamber Christ was born into a manger And like some ragged stranger He died upon the cross Might I say It seems so fitting in its way He was a carpenter by trade Or at least that's what I'm told My kill-hand's tattooed "E.V.I.L." Across its brother's fist That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist. In Heaven His throne is made of gold The Ark of his Testament is stowed A throne from which I'm told All history does unfold. It's made of wood and wire And my body is on fire And God is never far away. Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries To enter the bright eye I go shuffling out of life Just to hide in death awhile And anyway I never lied. And the mercy seat is waiting And I think my head is burning And in a way I'm yearning To be done with all this weighing of the truth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway I told the truth And I'm not afraid to die And the mercy seat is burning And I think my head is glowing And in a way I'm hopin' To be done with all this twistin' of the truth. An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And any way there was no proof And I'm not afraid to die And the mercy seat is glowing And I think my head is smoking And in a way I'm hopin' To be done with all these looks of disbelief. A life for a life And a truth for a truth And I've got nothin' left to lose. And I'm not afraid to die And the mercy seat is smoking And I think my head is melting And in a way that's helpin' To be done with all this twistin' of the truth An eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And any way I told the truth But I'm afraid I told a lie. Writer(s): Nicholas Edward Cave, Michael John Harvey -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (8) Would You Lay With Me (In A Field Of Stone) -------- Would you lay with me in a field of stone? If my needs were strong, would you lay with me? Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them dear, In the midnight hour if my lips were dry? Would you go away to another land? Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand? Wipe the blood away from my dying hand, If I give myself to you? Will you bathe with me in the stream of life? When the moon is full will you bathe with me? Will you still love me when I'm down and out? In my time of trial, will you stand by me? Would you go away to another land? Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand? Wipe the blood away from my dying hand, If I give myself to you? Would you lay with me in a field of stone? If my lips grow dry, would you wet them dear? Would you bathe with me in the stream of life? Will you still love me when I'm down and out? Would you lay with me in a field of stone? When the moon is full, will you lay with me? Writer(s): David Allan Coe -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (9) Field Of Diamonds -------- Field of diamonds in the sky, worlds are whirling right on by. Are you wondering who am I? Fields of diamonds in the sky. Am I just a star in some crown? Or someone's life sun going down, down, down? Field of diamonds in the sky, silent beauty shining high. Are you tears the angels cry? Field of diamonds in the sky Field of diamonds in the sky, like the night you pass me by. I could touch you if I tried, fields of diamonds in the sky. Am I just a star in some crown? Or someone's life sun going down, down, down? Field of diamonds in the sky, silent beauty shining high. Are you tears the angels cry? Field of diamonds in the sky. Writer(s): John Carter Cash -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (10) Before My Time -------- I know that hearts were loving Long before I was here And I'm not the first to ever cry In my bed or in my beer There were songs before there was radio Of love that stays and love that goes They were writing melancholy tunes And tearful words that rhyme Before my time Before my time There were songs in old dusty books Of love that's always been Sweet lovers in their glory Who are now gone with the wind Old fashion love words spoken then Keep coming back around again Nothings changed except the names Their love burns just like mine Before my time Before my time And in the dim of yesterday I can clearly see That flesh and blood cried out to someone As it does in me And there was some old song that said I love you 'til I die Before my time Before my time But what the old time masters had Is what I feel for you Love is love and doesn't change In a century or two If someway they had seen and knew How it would be for me and you They'd wish for love like yours And they would wish for love like mine Before my time Before my time Writer(s): John R Cash -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (11) Country Trash -------- I got a crib full of corn and a turnin' plow, But the ground's too wet for the hopper now. Got a cultivator and a doubletree,[1] A leather line for the haw and gee.[2] Let the thunder roll and the lightnin' flash, I'm doin' alright for country trash. I'm saving up dimes for a rainy day, I got about a dollar laid away. The wind's from the south and the fishing's good, Got a potbelly stove a cord[3] of wood. Mama turns the left-overs into hash, I'm doin' alright for country trash. I got a mackinaw[4] and a huntin' dog. A cap I ordered from the catalog. A big tall tree that shades the yard, A big fat sow for the winter's lard. Let the thunder roll and the lightnin' flash, I'm doin' alright for country trash. Well there's not much new ground left to plow, And crops need fertilizin' now. My hands don't earn me too much gold, For security when I grow old. But we'll all be equal under the grass, And God's got a heaven for country trash. And God's got a heaven for country trash. I'll be doin' alright for country trash. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (12) Mary Of The Wild Moor -------- It was on one cold winter night, When the wind blew across the wild moor. When Mary came wandering home with a child, 'Til she came to her own father's door. "Father, dear father," she cried, "Come down and open the door, Or the child in my arms will perish and die, From the winds that blow across the wild moor." But her father was deaf to her cry. Not a sound of a voice did he hear. So the watchdog did howl and the village bells tolled, And the wind blew across the wild moor. Oh, how the old man must have felt, When he came to the door the next morn', And he found Mary dead but the child still alive, Closely grasping its dead mother's arms. In grief, the old man passed away, And the child, to it's mother, went soon. And no one, they say, lives there to this day, And the cottage, to ruin, has gone. But the villagers point out the spot, Where the willows grew over the door. Saying, "There Mary died, once the gay village bride, From the wind that blow across the wild moor." Writer(s): Dennis Turner -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (13) I'm Leaving Now -------- Hold on honey I'd like to say I'm busting out and breaking away I'm letting you go like a hot horse shoe I can't take another heart ache from you Think about how it's gonna be When you start back to needing me When your dancing shoes have lost their shine I'm gonna be gone in mine I'm leaving now I'm leaving now Get out of my face Get out of my place I'm leaving now, adios I'm leaving now And the time it comes when you trim the fat Feed the kitchen scraps to the front seat cat Bye bye baby when the bills come due You might have to give up a jewel or two Eat your heart out anyway It's hard as your head and it's cold as clay It's all over now you won't have me Your sugar daddy or your money tree I'm leaving now yeah I'm leaving now Get out of my space Get out of my face I'm leaving now, hey hey I'm leaving now Pull up the collar on my traveling coat Sell that miserable pleasure boat I wouldn't give another nickel for another buck I'm living on muscle, guts, and luck If anybody asks where did I go Tell 'em I went where the wild goose goes I wouldn't have me an area code Don't have a number, don't need a row I'm leaving now, me to I'm leaving now Get out of my face Get out of my space I'm leaving now, adios I'm leaving now I'm leaving now I'm leaving now Get out of my space Get out of my face I'm leaving now, adios I'm leaving now Writer(s): June Carter, John Carter Cash -------- American 3: Solitary Man (2002) -------- -------- (14) Wayfaring Stranger -------- I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger, Travelin' through this world below. There is no sickness, no toil, no danger, In that bright land to which I go. I'm goin' there to see my father. And all my loved ones who've gone on. I'm just goin' over Jordan. I'm just goin' over home. I know dark clouds will gather 'round me, I know my way is hard and steep. But beauteous fields arise before me, Where God's redeemed, their vigils keep. I'm goin' there to see my mother. She said she'd meet me when I come. So, I'm just goin' over Jordan. I'm just goin' over home. I'm just goin' over Jordan. I'm just goin' over home. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, John Carter Cash -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (1) The Man Comes Around -------- And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: one of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse. There's a man goin' 'round takin' names. And he decides who to free and who to blame. Everybody won't be treated all the same. There'll be a golden ladder reaching down. When the man comes around. The hairs on your arm will stand up At the terror in each sip and in each sup. Will you partake of that last offered cup Or disappear into the potter's ground When the man comes around? Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born and some are dyin'. It's Alpha and Omega's Kingdom come. And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks. 'Til Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom. Then the father hen will call his chickens home. The wise men will bow down before the throne. And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns When the man comes around. Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Listen to the words long-written down, When the man comes around. Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born and some are dyin'. It's Alpha and Omega's Kingdom come. And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks. In measured hundredweight and penny pound When the man comes around. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, and I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him. Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (2) Hurt -------- I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything What have I become My sweetest friend? Everyone I know Goes away in the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I am still right here What have I become My sweetest friend? Everyone I know Goes away in the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way Writer(s): Trent Reznor -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (3) Give My Love To Rose -------- I found him by the railroad track this morning I could see that he was nearly dead I knelt down beside him and I listened Just to hear the words the dying fellow said He said they let me out of prison out in Frisco For ten long years I've paid for what I've done I was trying to get back to Louisiana To see my Rose and get to know my son Give my love to Rose please won't you mister? Take her all my money, tell her buy some pretty clothes Tell my boy that daddy's so proud of him And don't forget to give my love to Rose Won't you tell them I said thanks for waiting for me Tell my boy to help his mom at home Tell my Rose to try to find another 'Cause it ain't right that she should live alone Mister here's a bag with all my money It won't last them long the way it goes God bless you for finding me this morning Now don't forget to give my love to Rose Give my love to Rose please won't you mister? Take her all my money, tell her buy some pretty clothes Tell my boy that daddy's so proud of him And don't forget to give my love to Rose Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (4) Bridge Over Troubled Water -------- When you're weary, Feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; I'm on your side. Oh, when times get rough And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. When you're down and out, When you're on the street, When evening falls so hard I will comfort you. I'll take your part. When darkness comes And pain is all around, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Sail on, silvergirl, Sail on by. Your time has come to shine. All your dreams are on their way. See how they shine. If you need a friend I'm sailing right behind. Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind. Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind. Writer(s): Paul Simon -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (5) I Hung My Head -------- Early one morning With time to kill I borrowed Jebb's rifle And sat on the hill I saw a lone rider Crossing the plain I drew a bead on him To practise my aim My brother's rifle Went off in my hand A shot rang out Across the land The horse, he kept running The rider was dead I hung my head I hung my head I set off running To wake from the dream My brother's rifle Went into the sheen I kept on running Into the south lands That's where they found me My head in my hands The sheriff he asked me Why had I run And then it came to me Just what I had done And all for no reason Just one piece of lead I hung my head I hung my head Here in the court house The whole town was there I see the judge High up in his chair "Explain to the courtroom What went through your mind. And we'll ask the jury What verdict they find." I felt the power Of death over life I orphaned his children I widowed his wife I begged their forgiveness I wish I was dead I hung my head I hung my head I hung my head I hung my head Early one morning With time to kill I see the gallows Upon a hill And out in the distance A trick of the brain I see a lone rider Crossing the plain And he'd come to fetch me To see what they'd done And we'd ride together To Kingdom come I prayed for God's mercy For soon I'd be dead I hung my head I hung my head I hung my head I hung my head Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (6) First Time Ever I Saw Your Face -------- The first time ever I saw your face, I thought the sun rose in your eyes. And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave, To the dark and the endless sky, my love. And the first time ever I kissed your mouth, I felt the earth move through my hands. Like the trembling heart of a captive bird That was there at my command. And the first time ever I lay with you, I felt your heart so close to mine. And I know our joy would fill the earth, And last 'til the end of time, my love. The first time ever I saw your face. Writer(s): Ewan Mac-coll -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (7) Personal Jesus -------- Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers, Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers, Someone who's there Feeling unknown And you're all alone, Flesh and bone, By the telephone, Lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer Take second best, Put me to the test, Things on your chest, You need to confess, I will deliver, You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers, Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers, Someone to care Feeling unknown And you're all alone, Flesh and bone, By the telephone, Lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer I will deliver, You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith Writer(s): Martin Gore -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (8) In My Life -------- There are places I'll remember All my life though some have changed Some forever not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I've loved them all But of all these friends and lovers There is no one compares with you And these memories lose their meaning When I think of love as something new Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life I love you more Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life I love you more In my life I love you more Writer(s): Paul McCartney, John Lennon -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (9) Sam Hall -------- Well, my name it is Sam Hall, Sam Hall. Yes, my name it is Sam Hall; it is Sam Hall. My name it is Sam Hall And I hate you, one and all. And I hate you, one and all: Damn your eyes. I killed a man, they said; so they said. I killed a man, they said; so they said. I killed a man, they said And I smashed in his head. And I left him layin' dead, Damn his eyes. But a-swingin' I must go; I must go. A-swingin' I must go; I must go. A-swingin' I must go While you critters down below Yell up, "Sam, I told you so." Well, damn your eyes! I saw Molly in the crowd; in the crowd. I saw Molly in the crowd; in the crowd. I saw Molly in the crowd And I hollered right out loud, "Hey there, Molly, ain't you proud? Damn your eyes." Then the Sheriff, he came to; he came to. Ah, yeah, the Sheriff, he came to; he came to. The Sheriff, he come to And he said, "Sam, how are you?" And I said, "Well, Sheriff, how are YOU? Damn your eyes." My name is Samuel, Samuel. My name is Samuel, Samuel. My name is Samuel, And I'll see you all in hell. And I'll see you all in hell, Damn your eyes. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (10) Danny Boy -------- Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses fallen. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow. Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow. I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow. Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, I love you so. But if you come, and all the flowers are dying, And I am dead, as dead I well may be, You'll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me. And I will know, though soft ye tread above me, And then my grave will richer, sweeter be. And you'll bend down and tell me that you love me, And I will rest in peace until you come to me. Writer(s): Dp, Fred E. Weatherly, Chris Hazell -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (11) Desperado -------- Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now. Oh, you're a hard one, But I know that you've got your reasons. These things, that are pleasin' you, Can hurt you somehow. Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy, She'll beat you if she's able. Know the queen of hearts is always your best bet. Now it seems to me, some fine things, Have been laid upon your table. But you only want the things that you can't get. Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger: Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home. And freedom, oh, freedom, Well, that's just some people talkin' Your prison is walking Through this world all alone. And don't your feet get cold in the winter time? The sky won't snow, the sun won't shine It's hard to tell the night time from the day You're losin' all your highs and lows Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away? Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? Come down from your fences and open the gate It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you, You better let somebody love you, You better let somebody love you, You better let somebody love you, Before it's too late. Writer(s): Glenn Lewis Frey, Donald Hugh Henley -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (12) I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry -------- Hear that lonesome whippoorwill? He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whining low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. I've never seen a night so long, When time goes crawling by. The moon just went behind a cloud To hide its face and cry. Did you ever see a robin weep, When leaves begin to die? That means he's lost the will to live. I'm so lonesome I could cry. The silence of a falling star Lights up a purple sky. And as I wonder where you are, I'm so lonesome I could cry. I'm so lonesome I could cry. Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr. -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (13) Tear Stained Letter -------- I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter, I'm gonna mail it straight to you. I'm gonna bring back to your mind, What you said about always bein' true. About our secret hidin' places; Bein' daily satisfied. I can see you sittin' and readin' it, While you hang you head and cry. I just hope you're not so sad, 'Cause you're gonna go down suicide. I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter: Put it special delivery. 'Cause it's gonna be full of stuff, That's only known to you and me. 'Bout how every time I get turned on, You turn me off and bring me down. It'll be about the darkest news, That ever did arrive in your hometown. It'll be about the saddest thing, Your mailman ever did bring around. I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter, I'm gonna tell you one more time That you still could reconsider, And come back to bein' mine. And if you think about what I'm sayin', It'd be hard to refuse. Just be sure you think a long time On the answer that you choose. It will be a most important piece Of personal private news. I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter: Mark it "Personal Private News." And I hope you'll keep it to yourself, And don't go 'round cryin' the blues. Givin' off a bad impression As to what went really wrong. When what it was was that suddenly, The music was all gone. And this man and woman got cut off, In the middle of our song. I'm gonna write a tear-stained letter: I'm gonna put it to a tune. So I'll be sendin' with it A sweet melody for you. And not some red-hot, upbeat zinger, That'll set your body on fire. But a hunk of love included, Meant to take you a little higher. And to settle on your sweet, sweet mind, At night when you retire. Writer(s): Richard Thompson -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (14) Streets Of Laredo -------- As I walked out on the streets of Laredo. As I walked out on Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen, Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay. "I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy." These words he did say as I boldly walked by. "Come an' sit down beside me an' hear my sad story. I'm shot in the breast an' I know I must die." "It was once in the saddle, I used to go dashing. Once in the saddle, I used to go gay. First to the card-house and then down to Rose's. But I'm shot in the breast and I'm dying today." "Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin. Six dance-hall maidens to bear up my pall. Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin. Roses to deaden the clods as they fall." "Then beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly. Play the dead march as you carry me along. Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me, I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong." "Then go write a letter to my grey-haired mother, An' tell her the cowboy that she loved has gone. But please not one word of the man who had killed me. Don't mention his name and his name will pass on." When thus he had spoken, the hot sun was setting. The streets of Laredo grew cold as the clay. We took the young cowboy down to the green valley, And there stands his marker, we made, to this day. We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly, Played the dead march as we carried him along. Down in the green valley, laid the sod o'er him. He was a young cowboy and he said he'd done wrong. Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002) -------- -------- (15) We'll Meet Again -------- We'll meet again Don't know where Don't know when But I know We'll meet again Some sunny day Keep smilin' through Just like you Always do 'Til the blue skies drive The dark clouds Far away And will you please say "Hello" to the folks that I know Tell 'em that I won't be long And they'll be happy to know That as you saw me go I was singing this song We'll meet again Don't know where Don't know when But I know We'll meet again Some sunny day Yeah we'll meet again I don't know where I don't know when But I do know That we'll meet again Some sunny day So, honey Keep on smilin' through Just like you always do 'Til the blue skies Drive the dark clouds Far away And would you please say "Hello" To all the folks that I know And tell 'em I won't be long They'll be happy to know That as you saw me go I was singing this song We'll meet again Don't know where Don't know when But I know We'll meet again Some sunny day Writer(s): Ross Parker, Hugh Charles, Angela Anuforo -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (1) Help Me -------- Oh, lord, help me walk Another mile, just one more mile; I'm tired of walkin' all alone. And lord, help me to smile Another smile, just one more smile; Don't think I can do things on my own. I never thought I needed help before; Thought that I could get by - by myself. But now I know I just can't take it any more. And with a humble heart, on bended knee, I'm beggin' You please for help Oh come down from Your golden throne to me, to lowly me; I need to feel the touch of Your tender hand. Release the chains of darkness Let me see, Lord let me see; Just where I fit into your master plan. I never thought I needed help before; Thought that I could get by - by myself. Now I know I just can't take it any more. And with a humble heart, on bended knee, I'm beggin' You please for help With a humble heart, on bended knee, I'm beggin' You please for help Writer(s): Larry Gatlin -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (2) God's Gonna Cut You Down -------- You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Sooner or later God'll cut you down Go tell that long tongue liar Go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news My head's been wet with the midnight dew I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee He spoke to me in the voice so sweet I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet He called my name and my heart stood still When he said, "John go do My will!" Go tell that long tongue liar Go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Sooner or later God'll cut you down Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand Workin' in the dark against your fellow man But as sure as God made black and white What's done in the dark will be brought to the light You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Sooner or later God'll cut you down Go tell that long tongue liar Go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down Writer(s): Dp, Johnny R. Cash -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (3) Like The 309 -------- It should be a while before I see Dr. Death So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath Well I'm not the crying nor the whining kind 'Till I hear the whistle of the 309 Of the 309, of the 309 Put me in my box on the 309 Take me to the depot, put me to bed Blow an electric fan on my gnarly old head Everybody take a look, see I'm doing fine Then load my box on the 309 On the 309, on the 309 Put me in my box on the 309 Hey sweet baby, kiss me hard Draw my bath water, sweep my yard Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow I wouldn't give a hootin' hell for my journey now On the 309, on the 309 I hear the sound of a railroad train The whistle blows and I'm gone again It will take me higher than a Georgia pine Stand back children, it's a 309 It's a 309, it's a 309 Put me in my box on the 309 A chicken in the pot and turkey in the corn Ain't felt this good since jubilee morn Talk about luck, well I got mine Asthma comin' down like the 309 Write me a letter, sing me a song Tell me all about it, what I did wrong Meanwhile I will be doing fine Then load my box on the 309 On the 309, on the 309 Goin' to get out of here on the 309 Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (4) If You Could Read My Mind -------- If you could read my mind, love, What a tale my thoughts could tell. Just like an old time movie, 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well. In a castle dark or a fortress strong, With chains upon my feet. You know that ghost is me. And I will never be set free As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see. If I could read your mind, love, What a tale your thoughts could tell. Just like a paperback novel, The kind the drugstores sell. When you reached the part where the heartaches come, The hero would be me. But heroes often fail, And you won't read that book again Because the ending's just too hard to take! I'd walk away like a movie star Who gets burned in a three way script. Enter number two: A movie queen to play the scene Of bringing all the good things out in me. But for now, love, let's be real; I never thought I could act this way And I've got to say that I just don't get it. I don't know where we went wrong, But the feeling's gone And I just can't get it back. If you could read my mind, love, What a tale my thoughts could tell. Just like an old time movie, 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well. In a castle dark or a fortress strong. With chains upon my feet. But stories always end, And if you read between the lines, You'll know that I'm just tryin' to understand The feelin's that you lack. I never thought I could feel this way And I've got to say that I just don't get it. I don't know where we went wrong, But the feelin's gone And I just can't get it back! Writer(s): Gordon Lightfoot -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (5) Further On Up The Road -------- Where the road is dark and the seed is sowed Where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold Where the miles are marked in the blood and gold I'll meet you further on up the road Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ring My lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing I got a song to sing, it keeps me out of the cold And I'll meet you further on up the road. Further on up the road Further on up the road Where the way is dark and the night is cold One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know And I'll meet you further on up the road. Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my time Searchin' through the dust, lookin' for a sign If there's a light up ahead, well brother I don't know But I got this fever burnin' in my soul Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know And I'll meet you further on up the road One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know And I'll meet you further on up the road. Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (6) The Evening Train -------- I heard the laughter at the depot But my tears fell like the rain When I saw them place that long white casket In the baggage coach of the evening train The baby's eyes are red from weeping Its little heart is filled with pain Oh Daddy cried they're taking Mama Away from us on the evening train As I turned to walk away from the depot It seemed I heard her call my name Take care of my baby and tell him darling That I'm going home on the evening train I pray that God will give me courage To carry on 'til we meet again It's hard to know she's gone forever They're carrying her home on the evening train Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr., Audrey Williams -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (7) I Came To Believe -------- I couldn't manage the problems I laid on myself And it just made it worse when I laid them on somebody else So I finally surrendered it all brought down in despair I cried out for help and I felt a warm comforter there [Chorus:] And I came to believe in a power much higher than I I came to believe that I needed help to get by In childlike faith I gave in and gave him a try And I came to believe in a power much higher than I Nothing worked out when I handled it all on my own And each time I failed it made me feel twice as alone Then I cried, "Lord there must be a sure and easier way For it just cannot be that a man should lose hope every day." [Chorus] Yes, I came to believe in a power much higher than I Writer(s): John R Cash -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (8) Love's Been Good To Me -------- I have been a rover I have walked alone Hiked a hundred highways Never found a home Still in all I'm happy The reason is, you see Once in a while along the way Love's been good to me There was a girl in Denver Before the summer storm Oh, her eyes were tender Oh, her arms were warm And she could smile away the thunder Kiss away the rain Even though she's gone away You won't hear me complain I have been a rover I have walked alone Hiked a hundred highways Never found a home Still in all I'm happy The reason is, you see Once in a while along the way Love's been good to me There was a girl in Portland Before the winter chill We used to go a-courtin' Along October hill And she could laugh away the dark clouds Cry away the snow It seems like only yesterday As down the road I go I've been a rover I have walked alone Hiked a hundred highways Never found a home Still in all I'm happy The reason is, you see Once in a while along the way Love's been good to me Writer(s): Rod Mc Kuen -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (9) A Legend In My Time -------- If heartaches brought fame in love's crazy game, I'd be a legend in my time. If they gave gold statuettes for tears and regrets, I'd be a legend in my time. But they don't give awards, and there's no praise or fame For hearts that are broken for love that's in vain. If loneliness meant world acclaim, Everyone would know my name I'd be a legend in my time. Writer(s): Don Gibson -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (10) Rose Of My Heart -------- We're the best partners this world's ever seen, Together as close as can be. But sometimes it's hard to find time in between, To tell you what you mean to me. You are the rose of my heart, You are the love of my life. A flower not fading nor falling apart, If you're tired, rest your head on my arm. Rose of my heart. When sorrow holds you in its arms of clay, It's rain drops that fall from your eyes. Your smile's like the sun come to earth for a day, You brighten my blackest of skies. You are the rose of my heart, You are the love of my life. A flower not fading nor falling apart, If you're cold, let my love make you warm. Rose of my heart. So hard times or easy times, what do I care, There's nothing I'd change if I could. The tears and the laughter are things that we share, Your hand in mine makes it good. You are the rose of my heart, You are the love of my life. A flower not fading nor falling apart, If you're cold, let my love make you warm. Rose of my heart. You are the rose of my heart, You are the love of my life. A flower not fading nor falling apart, If you're cold, let my love make you warm. Rose of my heart. Writer(s): Hugh Moffatt -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (11) Four Strong Winds -------- Think I'll go out to Alberta, weather's good there in the fall. Got some friends that I can go to workin' for. Yet I wish you'd change your mind, if I asked you one more time But we've been through this a hundred times or more. [Chorus] If I get there before the snow flies, and if things are looking good. You could meet me if I sent you down the fare, But by then it would be winter, not much for you to do. And the winds can sure blow cold way up there. [Chorus] Writer(s): Ian Tyson -------- American V: A Hundred Highways (2006) -------- -------- (12) I'm Free From The Chain Gang Now -------- I got rid of the shackles that bound me and the guards that were always around me There were tears on the mail mother wrote me in jail But I'm free from the chain gang now All the years I was known and respected 'til one day I was wrongly suspected I was shackled in chains in a cold freezin' rain but I'm free from the chain gang now All the years I was known by a number how I kept my mind is a wonder But like a bird in a tree I got my liberty and I'm free from the chain gang now I got rid of the shackles that bound me and the guards that were always around me There were tears on the mail mother sent me in jail But I'm free from the chain gang now There were tears on the mail mother wrote me in jail But I'm free from the chain gang now Writer(s): Louis Herscher, Saul Klein -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (1) Ain't No Grave (Gonna Hold This Body Down) -------- There ain't no grave Can hold my body down There ain't no grave Can hold my body down When I hear that trumpet sound I'm gonna rise right out of the ground Ain't no grave Can hold my body down Well, look way down the river And what do you think I see I see a band of angels And they're coming after me Ain't no grave Can hold my body down There ain't no grave Can hold my body down Well, look down yonder, Gabriel Put your feet on the land and sea But Gabriel, don't you blow your trumpet Until you hear from me There ain't no grave Can hold my body down Ain't no grave Can hold my body down Well meet me, Jesus, meet me Meet me in the middle of the air And if these wings don't fail me, I will meet you anywhere Ain't no grave Can hold my body down There ain't no grave Can hold my body down Well meet me, Mother and Father, Meet me down the river road And Mama, you know that I'll be there When I check in my load Ain't no grave Can hold my body down There ain't no grave Can hold my body down There ain't no grave Can hold my body down Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash, Claude Ely -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (2) Redemption Day -------- I've wept for those who suffer long But how I weep for those who've gone Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong But keep on killing It's in the soul to feel such things But weak to watch without speaking Oh what mercy sadness brings If God be willing There is a train that's heading straight To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate And on the way, child and man, And woman wait, watch and wait For redemption day Fire rages in the streets And swallows everything it meets It's just an image often seen On television Come leaders, come you men of great Let us hear you pontificate Your many virtues laid to waste And we aren't listening There is a train that's heading straight To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate And on the way, child and man, And woman wait, watch and wait For redemption day What do you have for us today? Throw us a bone but save the plate On why we waited til so late Was there no oil to excavate No riches in trade for the fate Of every person who died in hate Throw us a bone, you men of great There is a train that's heading straight To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate And on the way, child and man, And woman wait, watch and wait For redemption day It's buried in the countryside It's exploding in the shells at night It's everywhere a baby cries Freedom Freedom Freedom Writer(s): Sheryl Crow -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (3) For The Good Times -------- Don't look so sad, I know it's over. But life goes on, and this old world will keep on turning. Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together. There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning. Lay your head upon my pillow. Hold your warm and tender body close to mine. Hear the whisper of the raindrops, Blowin' soft against the window, And make believe you love me one more time, For the good times. I'll get along; you'll find another, And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me. Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever, There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me. Lay your head upon my pillow. Hold your warm and tender body close to mine. Hear the whisper of the raindrops, Blowin' soft against the window, And make believe you love me one more time, For the good times. Writer(s): Kristoffer Kristofferson -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (4) I Corinthians 15:55 -------- O Death, where is thy sting? O Grave, where is they victory? O Life, you are a shining path. And hope springs eternal, just over the rise, When I see my redeemer beckoning me. Oh row my ship over the waves of your sea Let me find a safe port now and then Don't let the dark one in your sanctuary Until it's time to pack it in O, row, row my ship With the fire of your breath And don't lay a broadside on your ship as yet Blow ye warm winds When it's chilly and wet And don't come to soon yet For collecting my debt O Death, where is thy sting? O Grave, where is they victory? O Life, you are a shining path. And hope springs eternal, just over the rise, When I see my redeemer beckoning me. Oh let me sail on With my ship to the East And keep my eye on the North Star When the journey is no good for man or for beast I'll be safe wherever you are Just let me sail into your harbor of lights And there and forever to cast out my night Give me my task And let me do it right And do it with all of my might O Death, where is thy sting? O Grave, where is they victory? O Life, you are a shining path. And hope springs eternal, just over the rise, When I see my redeemer beckoning me. Writer(s): John R Cash -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (5) Can't Help But Wonder Where I'm Bound -------- It's a long and dusty road, It's a hot and a heavy load and the folks I meet ain't always kind Some are bad and some are good Some have done the best they could Some have tried to ease my troubled mind And I can't help but wonder Where I'm bound, where I'm bound Can't help but wonder where I'm bound I've been wanderin' through this land just a-doin' the best I can Tryin' to find what I was meant to do And the people that I see look as worried as can be And it looks like they are wonderin' too (To Chorus) We, I had a little girl one time, she had lips like sherry wine And she loved me till my head went plumb insane But I was too blind to see she was driftin' away from me And my good gal went off on the morning train (To Chorus) If you see me passing by and you sit and you wonder why and you wish that you were rambling too Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor, lace 'em up and bar the door Thank your stars for the roof that's over you And I can't help but wonder Where I'm bound, where I'm bound Can't help but wonder where I'm bound Writer(s): Tom Paxton -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (6) A Satisfied Mind -------- How many times have You heard someone say If I had his money I could do things my way But little they know That it's so hard to find One rich man in ten With a satisfied mind Once I was winning In fortune and fame Everything that I dreamed for To get a start in life's game Then suddenly it happened I lost every dime But I'm richer by far With a satisfied mind Money can't buy back Your youth when you're old Or a friend when you're lonely Or a love that's grown cold The wealthiest person Is a pauper at times Compared to the man With a satisfied mind When my life has ended And my time has run out My friends and my loved ones I'll leave there's no doubt But one thing's for certain When it comes my time I'll leave this old world With a satisfied mind How many times have You heard someone say If I had his money I could do things my way But little they know That it's so hard to find One rich man in ten With a satisfied mind Writer(s): Joe Hayes, Jack Rhodes -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (7) I Don't Hurt Anymore -------- It don't hurt anymore All my teardrops have dried No more walkin' the floor With that burnin' inside Just to think it could be Time has opened the door And at last I am free I don't hurt anymore No use to deny I wanted to die The day you said we were through But now that I find you're out of my mind I can't believe that it's true I've forgotten somehow That I cared so before And it's wonderful now I don't hurt anymore No use to deny I wanted to die The day you said we were through But now that I find you're out of my mind I can't believe that it's true I've forgotten somehow That I cared so before And it's wonderful now I don't hurt anymore Writer(s): Don Robertson, Jack Rollins -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (8) Cool Water -------- All day I've faced a barren waste Without the taste of water, cool water Old Dan and I with throats burnt dry And souls that cry for water Cool, clear, water Keep a-movin, Dan, don'tcha listen to him, Dan He's a devil, not a man And he spreads the burning sand with water Dan, can ya see that big, green tree? Where the water's runnin' free And it's waitin' there for me and you? It's water, cool, clear water. The nights are cool and I'm a fool Each star's a pool of water Cool water But with the dawn I'll wake and yawn And carry on to water Cool, clear, water Keep a-movin, Dan, don'tcha listen to him, Dan He's a devil, not a man And he spreads the burning sand with water Dan, can ya see that big, green tree? Where the water's runnin' free And it's waitin' there for me and you? It's water, cool, clear, water Cool, clear, water Cool, clear, water Writer(s): Bob Nolan -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (9) Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream -------- Last night I had the strangest dream I've ever known before I dreamed that all the world agreed to put an end to war I dreamed I saw a mighty room, the room was filled with men And the papers they were signing said they'd never fight again And when the papers were all signed, and a million copies made They all shook hands and bowed their heads and grateful prayers were prayed And the people in the streets below were dancing round and round While swords and guns and uniforms lay scattered on the ground Last night I had the strangest dream I've ever known before I dreamed that all the world agreed to put an end to war Writer(s): Ed McCurdy -------- American VI: Ain't No Grave (2010) -------- -------- (10) Aloha Oe -------- Proudly swept the rain cloud by the cliffs As on it glided through the trees Still following, with glee, the liko The a hihi lehua of the valley Aloha, oe, aloha oe, E ke onaona noho i ka lipo One fond embrace, a hoi ae au, Until we meet again Aloha oe, aloha oe, E ke onaona noho i ka lipo One embrace, a hoi ae au, Until we meet again Writer(s): Webley Edwards, Queen Liliuokalani -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (1) Out Among The Stars -------- It's midnight at a liquor store in Texas Closing time another day is done When a boy walks in the door and points a pistol He can't find a job but Lord he's found a gun He pulls it off with no trace of confrontation That he lets the old man run out in the street Even though he knows they'll come with guns a blazing Already he can feel that great relief Oh how many travelers get wear-y Bearing both their burdens and their scars Don't you think they'd love to start all over And fly like eagles out among the stars He pictures the arrival of the cruisers Sees that old familiar anger in their eyes He knows that when they're shooting at this loser They'll be aiming at the demons in their lives Oh how many travelers get wear-y Bearing both their burdens and their scars Don't you think they'd love to start all over And fly like eagles out among the stars The evening news carries all the details He dies in every living room in town In his own a bottle's thrown in anger And his father cries we'll never live this down Oh how many travelers get wear-y Bearing both their burdens and their scars Don't you think they'd love to start all over And fly like eagles out among the stars And fly like eagles out among the stars Writer(s): Adam Mitchell -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (2) Baby Ride Easy -------- I saw her through the window today She was sitting in the Silver Spoon cafe I started to keep going But something made me stop She used to love me a lot She looked lonely and I knew the cure Old memories would win her heart for sure I thought I'd walk on in And I give it my best shot She used to love me a lot I sat down beside her and she smiled She said where have you been it's been awhile She was glad to see me I could almost read her thoughts She used to love me a lot She used to love me with a love that wouldn't die Looking at her now I can't believe I said good-bye It would only take a minute to turn back the clock She used to love me a lot I remember how good it was back then And I said it's not to late to start again We could spend a night together Take up where we left off She used to love me a lot Then I panicked as she turned to walk away As she went out the door I heard her say Yes I'm in need of something But it's something you ain't got But I used to love you a lot I thought she loved me with a love that wouldn't die Looking at her now I can't believe she said good-bye She just left me standing in there, I never been so shocked She used to love me a lot She used to love me a lot She used to love me a lot Writer(s): Rhonda Kye Fleming, Dennis W. Morgan, Charles W. Quillen -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (4) After All -------- We have drifted apart Broken hearts, me and you After all of this time I'm satisfied inside to know This memory that I had It's more good than bad You taught me how to sing And bring you love After all this time You're still a friend of mine So I believe in someone After all Our love didn't last long What went wrong? Who's to say? If you never been by How then could I Begin to say After all this time And you're still a friend of mine So I believe in someone After all After all this time You're still a friend of mine So I believe in someone After all -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (5) I'm Movin' On -------- That big eight-wheeler rollin' down the track Means your true lovin' daddy ain't comin' back I'm movin' on, I'll soon begun You were flyin' too high, for my little old sky And I'm movin' on That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the southland, we're comin' to you I'm movin' on, oh, hear my song You had the laugh on me, now I'm settin' you free And I'm movin' on Mister fireman, won't you please listen to me cause I got a pretty mama in Tennessee Keep movin' on, keep rollin' on So shovel the coal, let this rattler roll Keep movin' on Mister Engineer, take that throttle in hand This rattler the fastest in the southern land Keep movin' on, I stayed away too long You gonna ease my mind and put me there on time And keep movin' on I've told you baby, from time to time You just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind Now I'm movin' on, I'm movin' on Well, you've broken your vow and it's all over now And I'm movin' on You've switched your engine now I ain't got time For a triflin' woman on my main line I'm movin on, you done your daddy wrong I warned you twice, now you can settle the price And keep movin' on But someday, baby, when you've had your play You want your daddy but your daddy will say Keep movin' on, you stayed away too long I'm through with you, too bad you're blue Keep movin' on Writer(s): Hank Snow -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (6) If I Told You Who It Was -------- I was down in music city 'bout a week ago I wanted to see the Grand Ole Opry show So I held a cap and I headed down to Opryland They said they sold their last ticket the day before So I kinda just hung around the backstage door And down the steps she came, man oh man My favourite female country star She waved her fans and headed for her car Her tire, unlike her body, was very flat She said, could you change my tire I said "your wish is my desire" As she raised the lid, I grabbed her bumper jack She said I sure do appreciate you're changing my tire If I told you who it was, if I told you who it was You'd say I was making it up You've seen her on the screen and in country magazines You'd think I was making it up She said it was our little secret And by golly I'm gonna keep it Anyway you wouldn't believe it If I told you who it was She said you need a lift and I said well You can drop me of at the York motel So we headed down Briley parkway in the town I told her I got all your records ma'am She smiled and said well I be damned She said, you're kind of cute fella, wanna mess around? When we got to my room just to be polite I said sure wish I could've heard you sing tonight She smiled at me and said what do you wanna hear? Well if I was one of them country music folks I'll tell you, she'd sure get my vote for the best performance of the year If I told you who it was, if I told you who it was You'd say I was making it up You've seen her on the screen and in country magazines You'd think I was making it up She said it was our little secret And by golly I'm gonna keep it Anyway you wouldn't believe it If I told you who it was Well I tell you this much When I put my arms around her and squeezed her real tight She looked up at me with those big beautiful eyes Took a deep breath, in a sigh and said "Howdy I'm just so proud to be here!" If I told you who it was, if I told you who it was You'd say I was making it up You've seen her on the screen and in country magazines You'd think I was making it up She said it was our little secret And by golly I'm gonna keep it Anyway you wouldn't believe it If I told you who it was Writer(s): Bobby Braddock, Curly Putman -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (7) Call Your Mother -------- When you get a chance Would you please call your mother And thank her for the good years that we had? Gently break the news that you don't love me And give my best regards to your good old dad I always liked your family We got along just splendidly Though your brother Kind of rubbed me the wrong way I remember that your eyes turned green When they crowned your sister County Queen Though she couldn't hold a candle To your beauty any day When you get a chance Would you please call your mother And thank her for the good years that we had? Gently break the news that you don't love me And give my best regards to your good old dad Back when we could laugh and play On family reunion day Didn't we all look funny In our 1950s clothes? Your daddy wore that greasy stuff Your brother drank more than enough Your mom wore penny loafers With runners in her hose When you get a chance Would you please call your mother And thank her for the good years that we had? O gently break the news that you don't love me And give my best regards to your good old dad. When you get a chance Would you please call your mother Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (8) I Drove Her Out Of My Mind -------- She gave me my walking papers and ran off with someone new Cuz he bought her things my wages couldn't buy So I turned to ups and downers and everything between Still I can't get her good lovin' off my mind Well today I bought a Cadillac the kind she's always wanted I called and asked her if she'd like to ride She said this is our last date I said that's alright with me cause tonight I'm driving her out of my mind Yeah I'll take her on a scenic cruise right off of Lookout Mountain Cause she said I never took her out when she was mine She'll see all seven states as we drive to the pearly gates tonight when I drive her out of my mind All the papers will read "Lovers leap again off Lookout Mountain" Cause i wrote a note that called it suicide But my epitaph will say "he killed his pain yesterday when he finally drove that woman off his mind" Well now here she comes to greet me dressed to kill and so am I Hope she asks me if this cadillac will fly And I know that I'll die laughin' when I show her that it will when I drive that woman right out of my mind Hell I'll take her on a scenic cruise right off of Lookout Mountain Cause she said I never took her out when she was mine She'll see all seven states as we drive to the pearly gates tonight when I drive her out of my mind They'll say Johnny Cash was quite a smash down here in Chatanooga last night when he drove her out of his mind Yeah that Cadillac dealer's in for a big surprise too 99 dollars down, 99 dollars a month Yeah it's gonna be just gorgeous (ooh to the pearly gates) (ooh to the pearly gates) (ooh to the pearly gates ...) Writer(s): Hillman Hall, Gary Gentry -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (9) Tennessee -------- Momma I guess you heard I got married Tennessee I got a blue eyed girl Who thinks the world of me We got a cabin in the country And a creek that rolls near by And a dog won't even bark at a firefly Our clothes lines hang just outside our back door And theres a tire that swings in the air 10 feet or more Theres a church I can't seem to find on Sunday morning But I sure found the place I belong in [Chorus:] And we wear blue jeans and big green things Spend the summer time naturally high By, chopping wood for next winters fire Saving our money for the county fair George Jones is supposed to be there We got, forty acres of corn on the ground Tennessee taters we sell by the pound Proud as we can be, to live in Tennessee Momma you and Dad gotta come stay with us sometime I know you'll love that sweet little gal of mine You and her could take about babies Make some homemade apple pie While me and Dad take a walk maybe talk about old times [Chorus] Writer(s): Tommy Scott -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (10) Rock And Roll Shoes -------- It seems like yesterday I heard people say Son you were born a stray, someday you'll settle down I guess there'll come a time Maybe I'll tow the line Right now I'm doing fine Rollin' from town to town I don't care where I ride I'll my feet decide Do anything but don't ask that I Hang up my rock and roll shoes Hang up my rock and roll shoes Guitars and ringin' tones Are in my blood and in my bones Show me a bus and I'll call it home I don't wanna change I don't care where I ride I'll my feet decide Do anything but don't ask that I Hang up my rock and roll shoes Hang up my rock and roll shoes Oh the lonely day When they put me in my grave There ain't a word you need to say just Hang up my rock and roll shoes Hang up my rock and roll shoes So let that moulder run Headed out towards the sun I'm in the mood for movin' on I'll be back some day I don't care where I ride I'll my feet decide Do anything but don't ask that I Hang up my rock and roll shoes Hang up my rock and roll shoes Writer(s): Paul Kennerley, Graham Lyle -------- Out Among The Stars (2014) -------- -------- (11) Don't You Think It's Come Our Time -------- I couldn't manage the problems I laid on myself And it just made it worse when I laid them on somebody else So I finally surrendered it all brought down in despair I cried out for help and I felt a warm comforter there [Chorus:] And I came to believe in a power much higher than I I came to believe that I needed help to get by In childlike faith I gave in and gave him a try And I came to believe in a power much higher than I Nothing worked out when I handled it all on my own And each time I failed it made me feel twice as alone Then I cried, "Lord there must be a sure and easier way For it just cannot be that a man should lose hope every day." [Chorus] Yes, I came to believe in a power much higher than I Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (1) Hello Out There -------- Hello out there This is planet Earth Calling, calling, calling, calling, calling Hello out there Our net worth Is falling, falling, falling, falling, falling We're the third from the sun We are blue and white Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning If you wish upon a star Wish upon us tonight We're dimming, dimming, dimming, dimming, dimming Hello out there We're in the Milky Way Sailing, sailing, sailing, sailing, sailing In this final fight for life and peace We're failing, failing, failing, failing, failing Hello out there You'll see a morning star Gaining, gaining, gaining, gaining, gaining And the alpha and the omega will be Reigning, reigning, reigning, reigning, reigning And the die is cast And the lines are drawn And the time is soon to be When the angels sound their seven trumpets Across the land and the sea And the King will come and reign a thousand years And restore His earthly realm And there will be no night for He will be our light Throughout eternity with Him Hello out there Hello out there Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (2) Spotlight -------- Spotlight, don't let it show That my heart went with her When I let her go Don't let anybody see Deep within the soul of me Or they'll see that something there Is not quite right Tonight, spotlight Spotlight, that's way too much Let there be upon the air a tender touch Let your magic velvet hue Bathe me in a gentle blue Softly so there's not a single tear in sight Tonight, spotlight Spotlight, the tears are gone Blind me 'til I'm standing here alone Don't let me recall again Anything that might have been Let me feel that losing her will be alright Tonight, spotlight Tonight, spotlight Tonight, spotlight -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (3) Drive On -------- I got a friend named Whiskey Sam He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam He said is my country just a little off track Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back But, it's better than not coming back at all Many a good man I saw fall And even now, every time I dream I hear the men and the monkeys in the jungle scream Drive on, don't mean nothin' My children love me , but they don't understand And I got a woman who knows her man Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on I remember one night, Tex and me Rappelled in on a hot L.Z. We had our 16's on rock and roll But, with all that fire, was scared and cold We were crazy, we were wild And I have seen the tiger smile I spit in a bamboo viper's face And I'd be dead , but by God's grace Drive on, don't mean nothin' My children love me, but they don't understand And I got a woman who knows her man Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on It was a real slow walk in a real sad rain And nobody tried to be John Wayne I came home, but Tex did not And I can't talk about the hit he got I got a little limp now when I walk Got a little tremolo when I talk But my letter read from Whiskey Sam You're a walkin' talkin' miracle from Vietnam Drive on, don't mean nothin' My children love me, but they don't understand And I got a woman who knows her man Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on Writer(s): Jack Ingram -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (4) I Love You Tonite -------- It sure has been a party, hasn't it, baby? We've really been down that road a time or two We checked into the best hotels from San Francisco to Paris And lived like royalty, me and you But remember years ago in that church in Ottawa We told God of our love and asked for His care And so He made us happen and He blessed us So if we were in the fold or out, He was always there And I love you tonite Even more than I loved you in the sixties And I know that we are right Even more than I knew it in the seventies Oh, baby, ain't we a sight? Can you believe we made it through the eighties? And will we make the millennium? Well, we might I love you tonite It's funny how we never settle down Though we love our home and sittin' by the fire But we can't be at home for three days till we get itchy feet And people always ask, "When are you gonna retire?" But your people have always been my people And you have always gone wherever I go And when it's all over, I hope we will go together I don't want you to be alone, you know And I love you tonite Even more than I loved you in the sixties And I know that we are right Even more than I knew it in the seventies Oh, baby, ain't we a sight? Can you believe we made it through the eighties? And will we make the millennium? Well, we might I love you tonite Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (5) Have You Ever Been To Little Rock? -------- Have you ever been to Little Rock? Have you ever been to Little Rock? Those Arkansas women Born with beauty and grace Up in the Ozark Mountains The one they call Betty Jean You can see God's country Put a smile on your face It's the land of my family Down in Cleveland County It's where my mama and daddy were born Where the singin' pines grow They got some hot spring water Down in the Ouachita country Wash away your misery You feel like Henry Ford Right off the scenic highway Shake the hand of a farmer Have a cool watermelon that weighs a hundred pounds And in the Mississippi Delta land They're growing rice and cotton In the fields all week long Saturday night in town Yes, I love my people And I'm proud of my raisin' Sweet Arkansas memories until they leave me down Have you ever been to Little Rock? Have you ever been to Little Rock? Those Arkansas women Born with beauty and grace Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (6) Well Alright -------- I met her at the laundromat, she was washing extra hot I said, "Don't you need a little help with that big load you got?" She said no, but did a double take and then she smiled and said, "I might" As I rolled up my sleeves, I said to myself, "Well alright, well alright" I put it on automatic and she sat down on the floor She said, "Just keep it on medium hot." I've said, "I've done this before" Then I opened up the dryer and I set it on soft line She said, "Be gentle with my silken layers." And I said, "Well alright" Mm hm hm Mm hm hm Mm hm hm Well alright Her clothes were in the basket folded down, so nice and warm She headed for the door when I said, "I will take you home" She said, "I just live up the street," I said, "It's a dangerous night" Take my arm and I'll carry the basket." And she said, "Well alright, well alright" The worlds have full of women and the worlds have full of men And sometimes one or the other opens up to let one in But the one I met at the laundromat that dangerous beautiful night Said, "Yes, I do, and yes, I will." And I said, "Well alright" Mm hm hm Mm hm hm Dee doo dee roo doo Well alright Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (7) She Sang Sweet Baby James -------- She had a heart full of love For her baby, for life, and James Taylor She nursed her baby, and she closed her eyes She was a cowgirl, truck driver, and sailor In her mind, she wasn't abandoned Though the baby was all that she had She was lonely at night when the babe was asleep But when singin', it wasn't so bad And she sang "Sweet Baby James" And she flew o'er the turnpikes, the mountain, and sea And she looked to the skies, where heaven should be Said, "Could it be there's no heaven for me? The only difference in my life and hell are the flames" So she sang "Sweet Baby James" She had to work for a livin' And her mom kept the babe every day The drivin' paid minimum wages to all And was so little carry-home pay But she'd take her own flights of fancy Each time she found herself alone She'd get on her dream song, and she'd sail away With her baby to find that new home And she sang "Sweet Baby James" And she flew o'er the turnpikes, the mountains, and sea And she looked to the skies, where heaven should be Said, "Could it be there's no heaven for me? The only difference in my life and hell are the flames" So she sang "Sweet Baby James" "The only difference in my life and hell are the flames" So she sang "Sweet Baby James" Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (8) Poor Valley Girl -------- She could never give up the homestead on the farm Where they handed off tobacco in the big tobacco barn And the long straight rows that ran From the house down to the road That runs to AP Carter's store on the logging truck she rode She would sit and gaze at the foggy mountain top As the swift hawk circled round the Clinch Mountain rocks At the school down in Hiltons she would read about the world Created to be conquered by this Poor Valley girl Her mother was an Addington from over copper creek Her father was of solid stock; she was royal but meek Her laughter was infectious, her music was pure joy She'd win the hearts of man men as she did many a boy Her mother became famous, Maybelle and her guitar With sisters Helen and Anita, the family was four star June gave the world two daughters And a son with auburn curls And I thank God that he gave me This sweet Poor Valley girl Writer(s): John R Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (9) Soldier Boy -------- Here comes the boy with the backpack on He's going anywhere but home Be some changes while he's gone He's got a job to carry on Here comes the boy in a dark green suit Size 11 combat boots He can run and he can shoot He's got a gun that goes a root, toot, toot Here's comes the jet with a tail of white He'll be there before daylight Got some wrongs to be made right May not return, but I think he might Here comes a ship sailing out to sea Boys on deck for all to see Wavin' bye to you and me Keep the land and the water free Solider boy, walkin' boy, sailor boy, and flyin' boy You won't be a boy no more after what you're going for And all you women, thanks to you, doing what you have to do Praying for you till you're through Doodle, doodle, doo, doodle, doo, doo, doo Here comes the boy with the backpack on He's going anywhere but home Be some changes while he's gone He's got a job to carry on Solider boy, walkin' boy, sailor boy, and flyin' boy You won't be no boy no more after what you're going for And all you women, here's to you, doing what you have to do Peace because of all of you Doodle, doodle, doo, doodle, doo, doo, doo Writer(s): Johnny Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (10) Sing It Pretty, Sue -------- So you gave up all between us for a glamorous carear And with all your talent you should be the big star of the year Then you'll be public property so I release my claim to you Go on and give 'em all you've got sing it pretty Sue I can't take just part of you and give the world a half So Smile for all the papers and give 'em autographs Go on to all the cities so your public can see you But I'll watch on television so sing it pretty Sue I hope you'll soon be on the top of every hitparade I'll try to be excited bout the progress that you've made I'll collect your pictures like any fan would do And I'll buy all your records so sing it pretty Sue But I won't ever tell a soul that we have ever met I'll just be one of millions who'll give the praise you get And maybe every year or so I'll drop a card to you To tell you I'm still listening so sing it pretty Sue Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash -------- Songwriter (2024) -------- -------- (11) Like A Soldier -------- With the twilight colors falling And the evening laying shadows Hidden memories come stealing from my mind As I feel my own heart beating out The simple joy of living I wonder how I ever was that kind But the wild road I was rambling Was always out there calling And they said a hundred times I should have died But now my present miracle Is that you're here beside me So, I believe they were roads that I was meant to ride Like a soldier getting over the war Like a young man getting over his crazy days Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways Every day is better than before I'm like a soldier getting over the war There were nights I don't remember And there's pain that I've forgotten Other things I choose not to recall There are faces that come to me In my darkest secret memory Faces that I wish would not come back at all In my dreams parade of lovers From the other times and places There's not one that matters now, no matter who I'm just thankful for the journey And that I've survived the battles And that my spoils of victory are you Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr.