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Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash was and still is a vastly influential country music singer and songwriter. In a career that spanned almost five decades, Cash was the personification of country music to many people around the world, despite his distaste for the Nashville mainstream. Yet, Cash was a musician who transcended genre. His diversity was evidenced by his presence in three major music halls of fame: the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, the Country Music Hall of Fame and the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
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Lead Me Father
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Inspirational
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
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't 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 want it 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
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't 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 want it 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
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Lead Me Gently Home
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Herbert G. Tovey
Will L. Thompson
THEMES
Inspirational
Places
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
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, n'er 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, n'er 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
When life's toils are ended and parting days have come
Sin no more will tempt me, n'er 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, n'er 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
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Leave That Junk Alone
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Food and Drink
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1957
Well, you come home feeling for the knob on the door
You better pick up your feet, you're gonna fall on the floor
I keep on telling you, I'll tell you some more
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
Well, your eyes are baggy and a bloodshot red
It's been a week or two since you've been in bed
You better pay attention now to what I said
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
Well, now I'll forgive you for your running around
If you just promise that you come unwound
I'll buy you anything you want in town
If you'll leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
You better pick up your feet, you're gonna fall on the floor
I keep on telling you, I'll tell you some more
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
Well, your eyes are baggy and a bloodshot red
It's been a week or two since you've been in bed
You better pay attention now to what I said
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
Well, now I'll forgive you for your running around
If you just promise that you come unwound
I'll buy you anything you want in town
If you'll leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
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Let Me Down Easy
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jim Glaser
Tompall Glaser
THEMES
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1962
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 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
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 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
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Let The Lower Lights Be Burning
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Inspirational
Country/Nature
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1962
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 beam across the wave
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save (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 beam across the wave
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save (rescue, you may save)
But to us, he gives the keeping, of the lights along the shore
Let the lower lights be burning, send a beam across the wave
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save (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 beam across the wave
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save (rescue, you may save)
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Life Goes On
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
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WRITERS
Jack H. Clement
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Time
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1961
My baby left me just the other day
I guess that things will never be the same
But I must forget that she is gone
Cause time goes by and life goes on
Makin' plans, shakin' 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
Tryin' 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
I guess that things will never be the same
But I must forget that she is gone
Cause time goes by and life goes on
Makin' plans, shakin' 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
Tryin' 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
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Little At A Time
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Gordon Terry
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Time
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1968
Stop lovin' me, a little at a time
Let me lose you, a little at a time
Walk away slow like you don't wanna go
Leave me, a little at a time
For my benefit, try to cry a little bit
For old times sake, gimme a slow heartbreak
I'll put up a fight, but I'll be all right
If you stop lovin' me, a little at a time
Hurt me, a little at a time
Turn me away, a little at a time
Walk away slow like you don't wanna go
Leave me, a little at a time
For my benefit, try to cry a little bit
For old times sake, gimme a slow heartbreak
I'll put up a fight, but I'll be all right
If you stop lovin' me, a little at a time
A little at a time, a little at a time
A little at a time, a little at a time
Let me lose you, a little at a time
Walk away slow like you don't wanna go
Leave me, a little at a time
For my benefit, try to cry a little bit
For old times sake, gimme a slow heartbreak
I'll put up a fight, but I'll be all right
If you stop lovin' me, a little at a time
Hurt me, a little at a time
Turn me away, a little at a time
Walk away slow like you don't wanna go
Leave me, a little at a time
For my benefit, try to cry a little bit
For old times sake, gimme a slow heartbreak
I'll put up a fight, but I'll be all right
If you stop lovin' me, a little at a time
A little at a time, a little at a time
A little at a time, a little at a time
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Loading Coal
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Merle Travis
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Country/Nature
Places
Money
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1960
[Spoken:]
Ride this train up and down and across a strange wonderful land
It's almost like a fairyland when you to think about it
You go through places with names like Tuscaloosa, Kokomo, Muskogee, Oshkosh, Saginaw
Eureka, Bandera, Battle Creek, Sioux City, Chattanooga,
Hattiesburg, Lynchburg and Baltinare, Arkansas
You see I'm a million different people from all over the world
And I've been coming to this country for hundreds of years
This was the Promised Land for me
But let's not forget that when I came here
There were already millions of people living in teepees along the rivers
And hunting deer and buffalo for food and shelter
And it's with a little regret that I think of how I pushed them back
And crowded them out to claim this land for myself or for another country
But the Indians' hearts must have been full of music
For they left names with me that seem to sing
Names like Mohawk, Mandan, Kickapoo, Cree, Yacoma, Seminole, Crow, Shawnee,
Choctaw, Delaware, Fox, Paiute, Winnebago, Cheyenne, Blackfoot,
Navajo, Ute, Comanche, Quapaw Creek, Apache, Sioux Chippewa,
Ardua, Hupa, Shoshone, Mow, Hicano, Sage, Menomini,
Shinouk, Arapaho, Nez, Perce, Iroquois, Pony, Cutenai,
Flathead, Chickasaw, Pueblo, Yuma, Pima, Pomo, Caddo
Well a lot of them are still with me and I'm glad
It's for sure their names will always be with me
But let's look a little at the heart and muscle of this land
A few things you don't read in books, things that aren't taught in school
Now you take this little town we're goin' through here this is Beach Creek, Kentucky
And right down there in the valley, that's where our house used to be
It was a little shotgun shack with a spring out back
And a smokehouse and another little bitty house and that's about all
My pa was a coal miner like most ev'rybody in Mulenberg County
Worked in the mines all his life
I guess he didn't have much ambition to do anything else
Cause they say coal minin' kinda gets in your blood
Matter of fact pa said if they ever drained the blood outta him
It'd be blacker than black strap molasses
When I was a kid I used to sit at the fireplace there with ma
And we'd wait on pa to get in from the mine
And we'd sure get anxious if he was ever late
Ma would rock back and forth and watch the clock listin' for pa to hit the front porch
Then he'd come in nothin' clean but the whites of his eyes
And he'd reach for that lye-soap and starts scrubbin'
And I'd stand back and watch him and say to myself
Boy I'll be glad when I get big enough to work in the mines
[Song:]
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
In 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 feller I'm told
That scoops up 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
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I cussed ev'rything in the minin' 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'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I know just as well as coal is black
One of these days the mines'll 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
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
Loadin coal, loadin' coal
Ride this train up and down and across a strange wonderful land
It's almost like a fairyland when you to think about it
You go through places with names like Tuscaloosa, Kokomo, Muskogee, Oshkosh, Saginaw
Eureka, Bandera, Battle Creek, Sioux City, Chattanooga,
Hattiesburg, Lynchburg and Baltinare, Arkansas
You see I'm a million different people from all over the world
And I've been coming to this country for hundreds of years
This was the Promised Land for me
But let's not forget that when I came here
There were already millions of people living in teepees along the rivers
And hunting deer and buffalo for food and shelter
And it's with a little regret that I think of how I pushed them back
And crowded them out to claim this land for myself or for another country
But the Indians' hearts must have been full of music
For they left names with me that seem to sing
Names like Mohawk, Mandan, Kickapoo, Cree, Yacoma, Seminole, Crow, Shawnee,
Choctaw, Delaware, Fox, Paiute, Winnebago, Cheyenne, Blackfoot,
Navajo, Ute, Comanche, Quapaw Creek, Apache, Sioux Chippewa,
Ardua, Hupa, Shoshone, Mow, Hicano, Sage, Menomini,
Shinouk, Arapaho, Nez, Perce, Iroquois, Pony, Cutenai,
Flathead, Chickasaw, Pueblo, Yuma, Pima, Pomo, Caddo
Well a lot of them are still with me and I'm glad
It's for sure their names will always be with me
But let's look a little at the heart and muscle of this land
A few things you don't read in books, things that aren't taught in school
Now you take this little town we're goin' through here this is Beach Creek, Kentucky
And right down there in the valley, that's where our house used to be
It was a little shotgun shack with a spring out back
And a smokehouse and another little bitty house and that's about all
My pa was a coal miner like most ev'rybody in Mulenberg County
Worked in the mines all his life
I guess he didn't have much ambition to do anything else
Cause they say coal minin' kinda gets in your blood
Matter of fact pa said if they ever drained the blood outta him
It'd be blacker than black strap molasses
When I was a kid I used to sit at the fireplace there with ma
And we'd wait on pa to get in from the mine
And we'd sure get anxious if he was ever late
Ma would rock back and forth and watch the clock listin' for pa to hit the front porch
Then he'd come in nothin' clean but the whites of his eyes
And he'd reach for that lye-soap and starts scrubbin'
And I'd stand back and watch him and say to myself
Boy I'll be glad when I get big enough to work in the mines
[Song:]
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
In 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 feller I'm told
That scoops up 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
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I cussed ev'rything in the minin' 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'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I know just as well as coal is black
One of these days the mines'll 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
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
Loadin coal, loadin' coal
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Locomotive Man
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Places
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1968
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 I 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 'tato 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 Banger, 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
I got a gal in Tulsa, that I toot my whistle to, say how I 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 'tato 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 Banger, 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
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Lost On The Desert
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Food and Drink
Weather
Country/Nature
Places
Money
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1962
A burnin' hot sun, a cry 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 then 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, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
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 gotta 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, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
(Lost on the desert to die)
Lost on the desert to die
(Lost on the desert to die)
Lost on the desert to die
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
I had to give up then 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, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
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 gotta 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, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
(Lost on the desert to die)
Lost on the desert to die
(Lost on the desert to die)
Lost on the desert to die
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Luther Played The Boogie
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Names
Novelty
Happiness
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
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 woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie in the strangest kind of way
Now didn't Luther play the boogie strange!
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 woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie in the strangest kind of way
Now didn't Luther play the boogie strange!
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Mama's Baby
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Baby/Children
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
YEAR
1958
She said that she just couldn't leave her mother
I met a girl out in a town that tore all my resistance down
I thought what a dream this oughta be
I went with her a month or two and like any boy in love will do
Asked her if she would marry me
But she was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby
Though she loved me like she never loved 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 is to go and come back in a year or so
A year past away and then I tried to win her hand again
She even packed her clothes, but wouldn't go
Cause she was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby
Though she love me like she never love another
She was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby
And she said that she just couldn't leave her mother
Well I hung around till finally I persuaded her to marry me
Her mother said that it would be alright
We bought ourselves a little home
And I finally got her off alone, but she stays with her mother every night
Cause she's a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby
Though she loved me like she never loved the other
She's 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, leave, leave, leave
Her mother
I met a girl out in a town that tore all my resistance down
I thought what a dream this oughta be
I went with her a month or two and like any boy in love will do
Asked her if she would marry me
But she was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby
Though she loved me like she never loved 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 is to go and come back in a year or so
A year past away and then I tried to win her hand again
She even packed her clothes, but wouldn't go
Cause she was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby
Though she love me like she never love another
She was a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby
And she said that she just couldn't leave her mother
Well I hung around till finally I persuaded her to marry me
Her mother said that it would be alright
We bought ourselves a little home
And I finally got her off alone, but she stays with her mother every night
Cause she's a Mama's Baby, Mama's Baby
Though she loved me like she never loved the other
She's 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, leave, leave, leave
Her mother
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Mean As Hell
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Country/Nature
Places
Animals
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1965
[Spoken:]
The devil in hell we're told was chained, a thousand years he there remained
He neither complained 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 on hand but 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 a 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 that's needed to make a 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 toads
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 sunburrs are there and so are the ants
And if you sit down you'll need half soles on your pants
The wild boar roams on the black chapparral 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 they cook
Just dine it with one of 'em and you're bound to shout
I've hell on the inside as well as the 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 a fence
I saw him one day but I ain't seen him since
But if you're needin' mutton, we 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 wantin' to be fed
They rise and shine with the five thirty bell
And the best one of any of 'em is mean as hell
The devil in hell we're told was chained, a thousand years he there remained
He neither complained 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 on hand but 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 a 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 that's needed to make a 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 toads
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 sunburrs are there and so are the ants
And if you sit down you'll need half soles on your pants
The wild boar roams on the black chapparral 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 they cook
Just dine it with one of 'em and you're bound to shout
I've hell on the inside as well as the 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 a fence
I saw him one day but I ain't seen him since
But if you're needin' mutton, we 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 wantin' to be fed
They rise and shine with the five thirty bell
And the best one of any of 'em is mean as hell
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Mean Eyed Cat
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
Animals
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1960
I give my woman half my money at the general store
I said, "Now buy a little groceries, and don't spend no more."
Then she paid ten dollars for a ten cent hat
And got some store bought cat food for a mean eyed cat
When I give her ten more dollars for a one way ticket, she was mad as she could be
Then I bet ten more that if she ever left, she'd come a-crawlin' back to me
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 old 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 for town
I'm 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 a 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, gotta buy another ticket
Gonna bring her back with me
I said, "Now buy a little groceries, and don't spend no more."
Then she paid ten dollars for a ten cent hat
And got some store bought cat food for a mean eyed cat
When I give her ten more dollars for a one way ticket, she was mad as she could be
Then I bet ten more that if she ever left, she'd come a-crawlin' back to me
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 old 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 for town
I'm 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 a 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, gotta buy another ticket
Gonna bring her back with me
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Mr. Garfield
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
Ramblin Jack Elliott
THEMES
Names
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1965
Me and my brother was down close to the depot
When I heard the report of a pistol
I hollered, "I wonder what was that!"
And he run out and he come back in and he said,
"That was a report of a pistol."
And I thought I was gonna faint when he said it,
"Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down,
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low."
Lord, I knew the President was supposed to be down the depot that day
But I just wouldn't let myself believe that he'd been shot
Me and my brother run out there and everybody was all confused
And hollerin' and runnin' round
And I stepped up to this one lady and I said that,
"Ma'am what was it really that happened Ma'am?", and she said,
"Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low."
Well, it looked like everybody felt just about as bad as I did
Everybody started drift off to home
Me and my brother did too
Then a few weeks later, I heard that the President was still alive
So I told my brother, I said, "Hey let's get on a train
And go to that Big House up there and see how the President is."
"Let's go up there to where he's laid up hurt and sick we'd see him."
So we went on up there and that big White House
And there was a soldier boy standin' round upside, outside
And, I sidled up to him and I said to that soldier boy
I said, "Who was it that did it?
Who was it that shot the President?"
And he said that, "It was Charlie Guiteau that shot Mr. Garfield."
And I said, "Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man, good man
Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man low,
Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man, good man"
That soldier boy said that
Miss Lucretia Garfield was always at his bedside
In the heat of the day fannin' him when he was hot
And he said just that mornin' that he had been at the window
And he'd overheard Miss. Lucretia and Mr. Garfield talkin'
And Mr Garfield said, "Crete, honey", he called her Crete
He said, "Crete, honey, if somethin' worse would happens to me"
He said, "You get yourself a good man"
And she said, "Now James", she called him James
She said, "James, I won't hear to that now
'Cause I love you too much"
And he said that, "You'll make some good man a good wife, good wife,
You'll make some man a good wife gal,
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 little while later, we come back around there
And things have changed
The flag was hangin' halfway up the flagpole
And everybody was cryin' and standin' 'round sad
And I walked back up to this soldier boy and I said
"Soldier boy, is he, is Mr Garfield?" and he said, "Yeah, he's gone."
Gonna lay him by that cold lonesome branch down low
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low
Oh, Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low
Have you heard the news?
Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low, Lord
When I heard the report of a pistol
I hollered, "I wonder what was that!"
And he run out and he come back in and he said,
"That was a report of a pistol."
And I thought I was gonna faint when he said it,
"Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down,
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low."
Lord, I knew the President was supposed to be down the depot that day
But I just wouldn't let myself believe that he'd been shot
Me and my brother run out there and everybody was all confused
And hollerin' and runnin' round
And I stepped up to this one lady and I said that,
"Ma'am what was it really that happened Ma'am?", and she said,
"Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low."
Well, it looked like everybody felt just about as bad as I did
Everybody started drift off to home
Me and my brother did too
Then a few weeks later, I heard that the President was still alive
So I told my brother, I said, "Hey let's get on a train
And go to that Big House up there and see how the President is."
"Let's go up there to where he's laid up hurt and sick we'd see him."
So we went on up there and that big White House
And there was a soldier boy standin' round upside, outside
And, I sidled up to him and I said to that soldier boy
I said, "Who was it that did it?
Who was it that shot the President?"
And he said that, "It was Charlie Guiteau that shot Mr. Garfield."
And I said, "Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man, good man
Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man low,
Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man, good man"
That soldier boy said that
Miss Lucretia Garfield was always at his bedside
In the heat of the day fannin' him when he was hot
And he said just that mornin' that he had been at the window
And he'd overheard Miss. Lucretia and Mr. Garfield talkin'
And Mr Garfield said, "Crete, honey", he called her Crete
He said, "Crete, honey, if somethin' worse would happens to me"
He said, "You get yourself a good man"
And she said, "Now James", she called him James
She said, "James, I won't hear to that now
'Cause I love you too much"
And he said that, "You'll make some good man a good wife, good wife,
You'll make some man a good wife gal,
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 little while later, we come back around there
And things have changed
The flag was hangin' halfway up the flagpole
And everybody was cryin' and standin' 'round sad
And I walked back up to this soldier boy and I said
"Soldier boy, is he, is Mr Garfield?" and he said, "Yeah, he's gone."
Gonna lay him by that cold lonesome branch down low
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low
Oh, Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low
Have you heard the news?
Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down
Mr. Garfield's been shot down low, Lord
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My God Is Real
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Kenneth Morris
THEMES
Body
Inspirational
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1962
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
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
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My Grandfather's Clock
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Time
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
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 ole 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
His life seconds numbering
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 it's place not a frown upon it's face
And it's hands never hung by its side
But it stopped, short, never to go again when the ole man died
It rang an alarm in the dead of the night
An alarm that for years had been dong
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 ole man died
Ninety years without slumbering
His life seconds numbering
It stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half than the ole 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
His life seconds numbering
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 it's place not a frown upon it's face
And it's hands never hung by its side
But it stopped, short, never to go again when the ole man died
It rang an alarm in the dead of the night
An alarm that for years had been dong
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 ole man died
Ninety years without slumbering
His life seconds numbering
It stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
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My Mother Was A Lady
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Edward B. Marks
Joseph W. Stern
THEMES
Food and Drink
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1982
Two drummers sat at dinner, in a grand hotel one day
While dining they were chatting, in a jolly sort of way
When a pretty waitress brought them a fancy tray of food
They spoke to her familiarly in a manner rather rude
At first she did not notice, or make the least reply
But one remark was passed that brought teardrops to her eyes
And facing her tormentors, with her cheeks now burnin' red
She looked the perfect picture as appealingly she said
My Mother was a lady and yours, you will allow
And you may have a sister who needs protection now
I've come to this great city to find a brother dear
And you'd dare not insult me, sir, if Jack were only here
It's just one touch of nature
But it makes the whole world kin
And every word she uttered seemed to touch their hearts within
They sat there stunned in silence, until one cried in shame
Forgive me, miss, I meant no harm, pray tell me what's your name
She told him and he cried, I know your brother too
Why we've been friends for many years and he often speaks of you
He'll be so glad to see you and if you'll only wed
I'll take you to him as my wife for I've loved you since you said
My Mother was a lady like yours, you will allow
And you may have a sister who needs protection now
I've come to this great city to find a brother dear
And you'd dare not insult me, sir, if Jack were only here
While dining they were chatting, in a jolly sort of way
When a pretty waitress brought them a fancy tray of food
They spoke to her familiarly in a manner rather rude
At first she did not notice, or make the least reply
But one remark was passed that brought teardrops to her eyes
And facing her tormentors, with her cheeks now burnin' red
She looked the perfect picture as appealingly she said
My Mother was a lady and yours, you will allow
And you may have a sister who needs protection now
I've come to this great city to find a brother dear
And you'd dare not insult me, sir, if Jack were only here
It's just one touch of nature
But it makes the whole world kin
And every word she uttered seemed to touch their hearts within
They sat there stunned in silence, until one cried in shame
Forgive me, miss, I meant no harm, pray tell me what's your name
She told him and he cried, I know your brother too
Why we've been friends for many years and he often speaks of you
He'll be so glad to see you and if you'll only wed
I'll take you to him as my wife for I've loved you since you said
My Mother was a lady like yours, you will allow
And you may have a sister who needs protection now
I've come to this great city to find a brother dear
And you'd dare not insult me, sir, if Jack were only here
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My Old Faded Rose
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
June Carter Cash
THEMES
Body
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
Country/Nature
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
YEAR
1964
Oh, you have got them all hanging around
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and a laying them low
My old faded rose
Was it me that said you're getting old
And a losing your appeal
Was it me that said you're growing cold
And I wanted another deal
Well, I see that you're not wilted
But you never did let it show
Why didn't I know about the fiery glow
In my old faded rose
My old faded rose
With your petals hanging down
I didn't know I'd miss you so
My old faded rose
Oh, look at them hanging around
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and a laying them low
My old faded rose
I didn't mean that the grass was green
While your leaves is turning brown
Now don't take me so seriously
When I tell you don't hang around
But now I see you don't need pruning
And who do you suppose
Is back in line for one more time
After his old faded rose
My old faded rose
With your petals hanging down
I didn't mean I'd miss you so
My old faded rose
Look at them hanging around
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and laying them low
My old faded rose
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and a laying them low
My old faded rose
Was it me that said you're getting old
And a losing your appeal
Was it me that said you're growing cold
And I wanted another deal
Well, I see that you're not wilted
But you never did let it show
Why didn't I know about the fiery glow
In my old faded rose
My old faded rose
With your petals hanging down
I didn't know I'd miss you so
My old faded rose
Oh, look at them hanging around
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and a laying them low
My old faded rose
I didn't mean that the grass was green
While your leaves is turning brown
Now don't take me so seriously
When I tell you don't hang around
But now I see you don't need pruning
And who do you suppose
Is back in line for one more time
After his old faded rose
My old faded rose
With your petals hanging down
I didn't mean I'd miss you so
My old faded rose
Look at them hanging around
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and laying them low
My old faded rose
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My Shoes Keep Walking Back To You
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bob Wills
Lee Ross
THEMES
Body
Clothing/Apparel
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1960
I may say that I don't care, hold my 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
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
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Next In Line
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Time
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1957
The next in line will be someone who loves you
The next in line is me, 'cause it's my time
Now how long will it be, till you end my misery
You better be prepared to linger, when you get to me
The time has come for you to love me, if you ever are
Come to me now, so I can make you mine
I watched them rush to you so fast
I waited so I'd be the last
It's my time, 'cause I'm the next in line
The next in line will want your love forever
The next in line is me and here I am
Give me a day or two and I'll get through to you
You'd been my baby long ago, if you'd turned down a few
This old heart can't take much more waitin' for your love
I'm tired and we're runnin' short of time
I'll make you love me more than everyone before
It's my time to try, 'cause I'm the next in line
I stood and watched you take their hearts
And break 'em one by one
My time is comin', so I waited while you had your fun
Now I'm through a-waitin' way behind
It's my time, 'cause I'm the next in line
The next in line is me, 'cause it's my time
Now how long will it be, till you end my misery
You better be prepared to linger, when you get to me
The time has come for you to love me, if you ever are
Come to me now, so I can make you mine
I watched them rush to you so fast
I waited so I'd be the last
It's my time, 'cause I'm the next in line
The next in line will want your love forever
The next in line is me and here I am
Give me a day or two and I'll get through to you
You'd been my baby long ago, if you'd turned down a few
This old heart can't take much more waitin' for your love
I'm tired and we're runnin' short of time
I'll make you love me more than everyone before
It's my time to try, 'cause I'm the next in line
I stood and watched you take their hearts
And break 'em one by one
My time is comin', so I waited while you had your fun
Now I'm through a-waitin' way behind
It's my time, 'cause I'm the next in line
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Oh What A Dream
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Dreams
Love
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
Oh what a dream
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 sat me down a while, I sat me down a while
Oh what a dream
Oh what a dream
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."
Oh what a dream
Oh what a dream
I fell in love like one, two, three
Oh, what a dream
And 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."
Oh what a dream
Oh what a dream
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
Oh what a dream
Oh what a dream
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 sat me down a while, I sat me down a while
Oh what a dream
Oh what a dream
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."
Oh what a dream
Oh what a dream
I fell in love like one, two, three
Oh, what a dream
And 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."
Oh what a dream
Oh what a dream
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
Oh what a dream
Oh what a dream
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Old Account
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Inspirational
Time
Money
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
Well there 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), 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
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), 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
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), 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
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), 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
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Old Apache Squaw
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Places
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
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
How you've 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
How you've had misty eyes for years, could that mist be tears, could that mist be tears
Old Apache squaw
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
How you've 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
How you've had misty eyes for years, could that mist be tears, could that mist be tears
Old Apache squaw
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Old Doc Brown
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Names
Memories/Nostalgia
Country/Nature
Places
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1960
Ride this train
Let me show you a land of rolling hills and tall corn
A land of hard working people where rewards are often very small
This is Pella, Iowa
My mother and father brought me here in 1847, we came from Cork Ireland
We had a potato famine over there and things had been pretty rough for us
I remember during the potato famine in Ireland, I'd trail along at father's feet
And we'd try to find enough potatoes for a meal
And we'd take em back in to mother and she'd cook em coats and all
Well finally we gave up and somehow we made it to America
Well our new neighbors here in Pella loaned father oxen
And ploughs to make his first crop with
And you never saw taller corn that year than it was on our place
The next season, why we were even lendin' out ploughs and oxen to other farms
That's the way it was here in the new land
Everybody helped everybody out if you got sick, everybody came to visit
Even the doctor wouldn't take pay if he thought you couldn't afford it
But old Doc Brown was always there if you ever needed him
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."
And one day he didn't answer
When they knocked upon his door
Old Doc Brown was lyin' 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
Donated 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
Mutually tellin' the whole wide world
Doc Brown has moved upstairs
Let me show you a land of rolling hills and tall corn
A land of hard working people where rewards are often very small
This is Pella, Iowa
My mother and father brought me here in 1847, we came from Cork Ireland
We had a potato famine over there and things had been pretty rough for us
I remember during the potato famine in Ireland, I'd trail along at father's feet
And we'd try to find enough potatoes for a meal
And we'd take em back in to mother and she'd cook em coats and all
Well finally we gave up and somehow we made it to America
Well our new neighbors here in Pella loaned father oxen
And ploughs to make his first crop with
And you never saw taller corn that year than it was on our place
The next season, why we were even lendin' out ploughs and oxen to other farms
That's the way it was here in the new land
Everybody helped everybody out if you got sick, everybody came to visit
Even the doctor wouldn't take pay if he thought you couldn't afford it
But old Doc Brown was always there if you ever needed him
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."
And one day he didn't answer
When they knocked upon his door
Old Doc Brown was lyin' 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
Donated 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
Mutually tellin' the whole wide world
Doc Brown has moved upstairs
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Peace In The Valley
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Thomas A Dorsey
THEMES
Inspirational
Weather
Colours
Animals
GENRES
Country and Western
Pop
Easy Listening
YEAR
1962
Well, I'm tired and so weary
But I must go along
Till the lord will come and call, call me away, oh yeah
Well the morning's so bright
And the Lamb is the light
And the night, night is as black as the sea, oh yes
(alt lyric: 'and the night, night is as fair as the day, 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, my Lord,
no trouble, trouble I see)
There will be peace in the valley for me
Well the bear will be gentle
And the wolf will be tame
And the lion shall lay down, down by the lamb, oh yes
And the beasts from the wild
Shall be led 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, oh my Lordy, no trouble, trouble I see)
There will be peace in the valley for me, [for me]
But I must go along
Till the lord will come and call, call me away, oh yeah
Well the morning's so bright
And the Lamb is the light
And the night, night is as black as the sea, oh yes
(alt lyric: 'and the night, night is as fair as the day, 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, my Lord,
no trouble, trouble I see)
There will be peace in the valley for me
Well the bear will be gentle
And the wolf will be tame
And the lion shall lay down, down by the lamb, oh yes
And the beasts from the wild
Shall be led 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, oh my Lordy, no trouble, trouble I see)
There will be peace in the valley for me, [for me]
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Pick A Bale Of Cotton
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Country/Nature
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1972
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale of cotton
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale a day
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale of cotton
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Hey snatch it!
Pick a bale of cotton
Ho grab it!
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Hold back, sow back
Pick a bale of cotton
Hold back, sow back
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Oh baby!
Pick a bale of cotton
Hey sugar!
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Stomp a bunch of boll weevils
Pick a bale of cotton
Stomp a bunch of boll weevils
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Drag along pick sack
Pick a bale of cotton
Drag along pick sack
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale of cotton
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale of cotton
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Turn around
Pick a bale of cotton
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale a day
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale of cotton
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Hey snatch it!
Pick a bale of cotton
Ho grab it!
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Hold back, sow back
Pick a bale of cotton
Hold back, sow back
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Oh baby!
Pick a bale of cotton
Hey sugar!
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Stomp a bunch of boll weevils
Pick a bale of cotton
Stomp a bunch of boll weevils
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Drag along pick sack
Pick a bale of cotton
Drag along pick sack
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale of cotton
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale of cotton
Jump down
Turn around
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale of cotton
Pick a bale
Pick a bale
Pick a bale a day
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Pickin' Time
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Inspirational
Country/Nature
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
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 in nine
But I get 'em fat come pickin' time
Get 'em fat come pickin' time
The corn is yellow and my beans're high
The sun is hot in the summer sky
The work is hard till layin' by
Layin' by till pickin' time
Layin' by till pickin' time
It's hard to see by the coal oil light
And I turn it off pretty 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 till pickin' time
The Lord'll wait till pickin' time
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 in nine
But I get 'em fat come pickin' time
Get 'em fat come pickin' time
The corn is yellow and my beans're high
The sun is hot in the summer sky
The work is hard till layin' by
Layin' by till pickin' time
Layin' by till pickin' time
It's hard to see by the coal oil light
And I turn it off pretty 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 till pickin' time
The Lord'll wait till pickin' time
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Port Of Lonely Hearts
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Weather
Time
Country/Nature
Transport
Sadness
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1960
A ship came in (a ship came in)
But it was empty (a ship came in)
And then it sailed its sail back out (sailed its sail back out)
To sea again (to sea again)
Now there's a sail (now there's a sail)
On the horizon (now there's a sail)
And now I wait (I wait, I wait, I wait)
Until your ship comes in (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 (I'll brave the storm)
Until you're with me (I'll brave the storm)
Cause wind and rain (the rain, the rain, the rain)
Can't change a love that's true (can't change a love that's true)
I'll be alone (I'll be alone)
Until you anchor (I'll be alone)
And then I'll leave (I'll leave, I'll leave, I'll leave)
This lonely port with you (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
But it was empty (a ship came in)
And then it sailed its sail back out (sailed its sail back out)
To sea again (to sea again)
Now there's a sail (now there's a sail)
On the horizon (now there's a sail)
And now I wait (I wait, I wait, I wait)
Until your ship comes in (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 (I'll brave the storm)
Until you're with me (I'll brave the storm)
Cause wind and rain (the rain, the rain, the rain)
Can't change a love that's true (can't change a love that's true)
I'll be alone (I'll be alone)
Until you anchor (I'll be alone)
And then I'll leave (I'll leave, I'll leave, I'll leave)
This lonely port with you (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
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Put The Sugar To Bed
Johnny Cash
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WRITERS
Johnny Cash
Maybelle Carter
THEMES
Weather
Novelty
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1969
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 skillet 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
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 skillet 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
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Restless Kid
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Places
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
I came in like a restless wind
On a wagon train
But I'm going to go like a July snow
Back to where I came from
Going to leave this humdrum
It's too slow and tame
None of your business where I've been
Don't ask me what I've done
Run your ranch and punch your cows
And stay behind my gun man
Colorado's right hand will put you on the run
I got a gal in Denver town
That's crying over me
But I said goodbye and I let her cry
I miss her company but
I'll get out of this rut
Rio Bravo's killing me
They got a man locked in a cell
That's a freer man than I
He's going to laugh right in their face
When they lead him out to die and
He's going to leave this badland
And ride off in the sky
You're going to see old Colorado
Heading for the door
You better believe I'm going to leave
Like the 904 train
Gotta to breathe some air again
That ain't been breathed before
On a wagon train
But I'm going to go like a July snow
Back to where I came from
Going to leave this humdrum
It's too slow and tame
None of your business where I've been
Don't ask me what I've done
Run your ranch and punch your cows
And stay behind my gun man
Colorado's right hand will put you on the run
I got a gal in Denver town
That's crying over me
But I said goodbye and I let her cry
I miss her company but
I'll get out of this rut
Rio Bravo's killing me
They got a man locked in a cell
That's a freer man than I
He's going to laugh right in their face
When they lead him out to die and
He's going to leave this badland
And ride off in the sky
You're going to see old Colorado
Heading for the door
You better believe I'm going to leave
Like the 904 train
Gotta to breathe some air again
That ain't been breathed before
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Ringing The Bells For Jim
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jan Howard
June Carter Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Inspirational
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1963
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
Ringin' the bells for Jim
I'm sorry I'm cryin,' but my brother Jim's dyin'
So I'm ringin' 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
Ringin' the bells for Jim
I'm sorry I'm cryin,' but my brother Jim's dyin'
So I'm ringin' the bells for Jim
On the day after Christmas she brought him
Said Father meet little Jim
You see he got well when he heard the church bells
I was ringin' the bells for Jim
I'm just ringing the bells for Jim, please father
Ringin' the bells for Jim
I'm sorry I'm cryin,' but my brother Jim's dyin'
So I'm ringin' the bells for Jim
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
Ringin' the bells for Jim
I'm sorry I'm cryin,' but my brother Jim's dyin'
So I'm ringin' 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
Ringin' the bells for Jim
I'm sorry I'm cryin,' but my brother Jim's dyin'
So I'm ringin' the bells for Jim
On the day after Christmas she brought him
Said Father meet little Jim
You see he got well when he heard the church bells
I was ringin' the bells for Jim
I'm just ringing the bells for Jim, please father
Ringin' the bells for Jim
I'm sorry I'm cryin,' but my brother Jim's dyin'
So I'm ringin' the bells for Jim
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Rock 'N' Roll Ruby
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Baby/Children
Body
Celebration
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
YEAR
1956
Well, I took my Ruby jukin' on the out-skirts of town
She took her high heels off and let her stockings down
She put a quarter in the jukebox to get a little beat
Everybody started watchin', all the rhythm of her feet
She's my rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
Rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
It satisfies my soul
Well, Ruby started rockin' 'bout one o'clock
And when she started rockin'
She just couldn't stop
She rocked on the tables
And she rocked on the floor
With everybody yellin'
"Ruby, rock some more!"
She's my rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
Rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
When Ruby starts a-rockin'
It satisfies my soul
It was 'round about four
And 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 you get sour, all I want to do
Is rock a little bit more."
She's my rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
Rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
When Ruby starts a-rockin'
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 and roll Ruby, rock and roll
Rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
When Ruby starts a-rockin'
Man, it satisfies my soul
She took her high heels off and let her stockings down
She put a quarter in the jukebox to get a little beat
Everybody started watchin', all the rhythm of her feet
She's my rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
Rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
It satisfies my soul
Well, Ruby started rockin' 'bout one o'clock
And when she started rockin'
She just couldn't stop
She rocked on the tables
And she rocked on the floor
With everybody yellin'
"Ruby, rock some more!"
She's my rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
Rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
When Ruby starts a-rockin'
It satisfies my soul
It was 'round about four
And 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 you get sour, all I want to do
Is rock a little bit more."
She's my rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
Rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
When Ruby starts a-rockin'
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 and roll Ruby, rock and roll
Rock and roll Ruby, rock and roll
When Ruby starts a-rockin'
Man, it satisfies my soul
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Rock Island Line
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Transport
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
YEAR
1957
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 he said
I got livestock, I got livestock, I got cows
I got pigs, I got sheep, I got mules, I got all livestock
Well he said you're all right 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 pig iron, I got pig iron, I got all pig iron
Down the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road
Rock Island Line it's a road to ride
Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road
Well if you ride you got to ride it like you finally get your ticket
At the station for the Rock Island Line
Oh it's cloudy in the west and it looked like rain
Round the curve come a passenger train
North bound train on the southbound track
He's alright a leavin' but he won't be back
Well the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road
Rock Island Line it's a road to ride
Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road
Well if you ride you got to ride it like you finally get your ticket
At the station for the Rock Island Line
Oh I may be right and I may be wrong
But you gonna miss me when I'm gone
Well the engineer said before he died
That 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
Well the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road
Rock Island Line it's a road to ride
Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road
Well if you ride you got to ride it like you finally get your ticket
At the station for 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 he said
I got livestock, I got livestock, I got cows
I got pigs, I got sheep, I got mules, I got all livestock
Well he said you're all right 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 pig iron, I got pig iron, I got all pig iron
Down the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road
Rock Island Line it's a road to ride
Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road
Well if you ride you got to ride it like you finally get your ticket
At the station for the Rock Island Line
Oh it's cloudy in the west and it looked like rain
Round the curve come a passenger train
North bound train on the southbound track
He's alright a leavin' but he won't be back
Well the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road
Rock Island Line it's a road to ride
Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road
Well if you ride you got to ride it like you finally get your ticket
At the station for the Rock Island Line
Oh I may be right and I may be wrong
But you gonna miss me when I'm gone
Well the engineer said before he died
That 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
Well the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road
Rock Island Line it's a road to ride
Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road
Well if you ride you got to ride it like you finally get your ticket
At the station for the Rock Island Line
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Roll Call
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
B.J. Carnahan
THEMES
Names
Memories/Nostalgia
Places
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1969
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 fallen fighting men
And the captain had his orders, so the roll call begin
Atkins, Baker, Carter, Carlahan, Clement Jones, Johnson, Moran
McCoy, Perkins, Rivers and Revere Stepherd, Thomas, Wilson
What can't any of you hear?
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
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 fallen fighting men
And the captain had his orders, so the roll call begin
Atkins, Baker, Carter, Carlahan, Clement Jones, Johnson, Moran
McCoy, Perkins, Rivers and Revere Stepherd, Thomas, Wilson
What can't any of you hear?
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
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Run Softly, Blue River
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Dreams
Love
Country/Nature
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
(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 thrilled 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 and she thrilled 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
Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep
Run softly Blue River run cool and deep)
[Repeat to fade]
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 thrilled 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 and she thrilled 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
Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep
Run softly Blue River run cool and deep)
[Repeat to fade]
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WRITERS
19 RESULTS
B.J. Carnahan
Bob Wills
Edward B. Marks
Gordon Terry
Herbert G. Tovey
Jack H. Clement
Jan Howard
Jim Glaser
Johnny Cash
Joseph W. Stern
June Carter Cash
Kenneth Morris
Lee Ross
Maybelle Carter
Merle Travis
Ramblin Jack Elliott
Thomas A Dorsey
Tompall Glaser
Will L. Thompson
