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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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The Story Of A Broken Heart
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Sam Phillips
THEMES
Body
Country/Nature
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1960
Hmm the story of a broken heart
Well the springtime is coming and the honeybees are humming
And I just saw a robin flying by
While your wedding bells are ringing my poor heart is singing
The story of a broken heart
Hmmmmm
The story of a broken heart
When the trees start to budding and the mem'ries start to flooding
And my heart takes a trip to yesterday
When we walked neath the moon and our love was in bloom
Now we're two lovers drifted apart
Hmmmmm
The story of a broken heart
[Instrumental]
Now the wedding invitation forced out to your relation
But you ask me to give the bride away
Although I can't show it, I think that you'll know it
A story that's told from my heart
Hmmmmm
The story of a broken heart
Well the springtime is coming and the honeybees are humming
And I just saw a robin flying by
While your wedding bells are ringing my poor heart is singing
The story of a broken heart
Hmmmmm
The story of a broken heart
When the trees start to budding and the mem'ries start to flooding
And my heart takes a trip to yesterday
When we walked neath the moon and our love was in bloom
Now we're two lovers drifted apart
Hmmmmm
The story of a broken heart
[Instrumental]
Now the wedding invitation forced out to your relation
But you ask me to give the bride away
Although I can't show it, I think that you'll know it
A story that's told from my heart
Hmmmmm
The story of a broken heart
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The Streets Of Laredo
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Places
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1965
As I walked out on the streets of Laredo
As I walked out on Laredo one day
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
Beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the dead march, as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
Then go write a letter and send it to my grey haired mother
And please send the same to my sister so dear
But please not one word of all this would you mention
When others should ask for my story to hear
There is another more dear than a sister
She'll bitterly weep when she hears that I'm gone
And if some other man ever wins her affection
Don't mention my name and my name will pass on
Just beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the dead march, as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
Roses to deaden the clods when they fall
We beat the drum slowly, played the fife lowly
We bitterly wept, as we bore him along
Down in the green valley, we laid the sod o'er him
Just a young cowboy, who'd surely gone wrong
As I walked out on Laredo one day
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
Beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the dead march, as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
Then go write a letter and send it to my grey haired mother
And please send the same to my sister so dear
But please not one word of all this would you mention
When others should ask for my story to hear
There is another more dear than a sister
She'll bitterly weep when she hears that I'm gone
And if some other man ever wins her affection
Don't mention my name and my name will pass on
Just beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the dead march, as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
Roses to deaden the clods when they fall
We beat the drum slowly, played the fife lowly
We bitterly wept, as we bore him along
Down in the green valley, we laid the sod o'er him
Just a young cowboy, who'd surely gone wrong
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The Talking Leaves
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Country/Nature
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1964
[Spoken:]
Sequoia's winters were sixteen, silent tongue spirit clean
He walked at his father's side
Across the smoking battle ground where red and white men lay all around
So many here had died
The wind had scattered around snow white leaves upon the ground
Not leaves like leaves from trees
Sequoia said what can this be what's the strange thing here I see
From where come leaves like these
Sequoia turned to his father's eyes and he said father you're wise
From where come such snow white leaves
With such strange marks upon these squares
Not even the wise owl could put them there
So strange these snow white leaves
His father shielding his concern, resenting the knowledge Sequoia yearned
Crumbled the snow white leaves
He said when I explain then it's done, these are talking leaves my son
The white men's talking leaves
The white man takes a berry of black and red
And an eagle's feather from the eagle's bed
And he makes bird track marks
And the marks on the leaves they say carry messages to his brother far away
And his brother knows what's in his heart
They see these marks and they understand the truth in the heart of the far off man
The enemies can't hear them
Said Sequoia's father son they weave bad medicine on these talking leaves
Leave such things to them
Then Sequoia walking lightly, followed his father quietly, but so amazed was he
If the white man talks on leaves, why not the Cherokee
Vanished from his father's face, Sequoia went from place to place
But he could not forget
Year after year he worked on and on till finally he cut into stone
The Cherokee alphabet
Sequoia's hair by now was white, his eyes began to lose their light
But he taught all who would believe
That the Indian's thoughts could be written down
Just as the white men's there on the ground and he left us these talking leaves
Sequoia's winters were sixteen, silent tongue spirit clean
He walked at his father's side
Across the smoking battle ground where red and white men lay all around
So many here had died
The wind had scattered around snow white leaves upon the ground
Not leaves like leaves from trees
Sequoia said what can this be what's the strange thing here I see
From where come leaves like these
Sequoia turned to his father's eyes and he said father you're wise
From where come such snow white leaves
With such strange marks upon these squares
Not even the wise owl could put them there
So strange these snow white leaves
His father shielding his concern, resenting the knowledge Sequoia yearned
Crumbled the snow white leaves
He said when I explain then it's done, these are talking leaves my son
The white men's talking leaves
The white man takes a berry of black and red
And an eagle's feather from the eagle's bed
And he makes bird track marks
And the marks on the leaves they say carry messages to his brother far away
And his brother knows what's in his heart
They see these marks and they understand the truth in the heart of the far off man
The enemies can't hear them
Said Sequoia's father son they weave bad medicine on these talking leaves
Leave such things to them
Then Sequoia walking lightly, followed his father quietly, but so amazed was he
If the white man talks on leaves, why not the Cherokee
Vanished from his father's face, Sequoia went from place to place
But he could not forget
Year after year he worked on and on till finally he cut into stone
The Cherokee alphabet
Sequoia's hair by now was white, his eyes began to lose their light
But he taught all who would believe
That the Indian's thoughts could be written down
Just as the white men's there on the ground and he left us these talking leaves
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The Troubadour
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Cindy Walker
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
(Troubadour, troubadour, troubadour)
The troubadour, the troubadour, sings from his heart
The song that's the hit of the show (troubadour)
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow (troubadour)
This song was for someone he loved so true
Who loved him then left him for someone new
The troubaour, the troubadour smiles as he sings
But his heart is breaking in two
(Troubadour, troubadour)
(Troubadour, troubadour)
They beg for more the troubadour, sings once again
The song that's the hit of the show (troubadour)
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow (troubadour)
There is a hush in the darkened hall
A few hearts are heavy and teardrops fall
But in the crowd, one head is bowed, for the troubadour
And oh her heart aches most of all
Troubadour, troubadour her heart aches most of all
(Troubadour)
The troubadour, the troubadour, sings from his heart
The song that's the hit of the show (troubadour)
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow (troubadour)
This song was for someone he loved so true
Who loved him then left him for someone new
The troubaour, the troubadour smiles as he sings
But his heart is breaking in two
(Troubadour, troubadour)
(Troubadour, troubadour)
They beg for more the troubadour, sings once again
The song that's the hit of the show (troubadour)
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow (troubadour)
There is a hush in the darkened hall
A few hearts are heavy and teardrops fall
But in the crowd, one head is bowed, for the troubadour
And oh her heart aches most of all
Troubadour, troubadour her heart aches most of all
(Troubadour)
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The Vanishing Race
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Johnny Horton
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Country/Nature
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1964
Oh wagon trains rollin' along
They fade from my visions and in time will be gone
I see an eagle in space, my people will follow
Oh, oh a vanishing race
An Indian brave rolled along one day on a lonely mountain trail
And he gazed below with a heart of woe where the prairie schooners sail
A vision formed like a mortal storm in the dust of the wagon train
A vanishing race appeared in space and he sang this sad refrain
Oh wagon trains rollin' along
They fade from my visions and in time will be gone
I see an eagle in space, and my people will follow
A vanishing race
Oh now great spirits on high, please spare them the sorrow, you showed to my eye oh oh
Now my blanket I roll, and I ride to the valley, of the brave Navajo oh oh
And I ride to the valley, of the brave Navajo oh oh
Oh the vanishing Navajo
They fade from my visions and in time will be gone
I see an eagle in space, my people will follow
Oh, oh a vanishing race
An Indian brave rolled along one day on a lonely mountain trail
And he gazed below with a heart of woe where the prairie schooners sail
A vision formed like a mortal storm in the dust of the wagon train
A vanishing race appeared in space and he sang this sad refrain
Oh wagon trains rollin' along
They fade from my visions and in time will be gone
I see an eagle in space, and my people will follow
A vanishing race
Oh now great spirits on high, please spare them the sorrow, you showed to my eye oh oh
Now my blanket I roll, and I ride to the valley, of the brave Navajo oh oh
And I ride to the valley, of the brave Navajo oh oh
Oh the vanishing Navajo
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The Ways Of A Woman In Love
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bill Justis
Charlie Rich
THEMES
Love
Sadness
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Country and Western
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1958
You've cut out your dancing
And you never see a show
Friends drop by to pick you up
And you hardly ever go
It seems your head in in the clouds above
You've got the ways of a woman in love
I walk by your house at night
In the hopes that I might see
The guy who's got you in a spin
I wish that guy was me
I don't know why it's you I'm dreamin' of
You've got the ways of a woman in love
Many is the night
I've stayed awake and cried
Now you'll never know how much
You've hurt my foolish pride
I recall your kisses
The times I held you tight
Now when I come to see you
You're sittin' in the light
Missing all the things that we dreamed of
You've got the ways of a woman in love
Many is the night
I've stayed awake and cried
Now you'll never know how much
You've hurt my foolish pride
I recall your kisses
The times I held you tight
Now when I come to see you
You're sittin' in the light
Missing all the things that we dreamed of
You've got the ways of a woman in love
You've got the ways of a woman in love
And you never see a show
Friends drop by to pick you up
And you hardly ever go
It seems your head in in the clouds above
You've got the ways of a woman in love
I walk by your house at night
In the hopes that I might see
The guy who's got you in a spin
I wish that guy was me
I don't know why it's you I'm dreamin' of
You've got the ways of a woman in love
Many is the night
I've stayed awake and cried
Now you'll never know how much
You've hurt my foolish pride
I recall your kisses
The times I held you tight
Now when I come to see you
You're sittin' in the light
Missing all the things that we dreamed of
You've got the ways of a woman in love
Many is the night
I've stayed awake and cried
Now you'll never know how much
You've hurt my foolish pride
I recall your kisses
The times I held you tight
Now when I come to see you
You're sittin' in the light
Missing all the things that we dreamed of
You've got the ways of a woman in love
You've got the ways of a woman in love
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The Wind Changes
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Inspirational
Happiness
Weather
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Country and Western
YEAR
1968
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Away like a bird you have flown
And upon a wild wind you were blown
Where you're bound I don't know nor the way that you go
But the wanderlust beckons you on
But the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
The wind sings its song in the tree
But the wind's song is never for me
When followin' your tracks the wind's at your back
Makin' whirlwinds where you used to be
But the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
The wind quietly hides in the night
And it rises again with the light
But the days never fly, they're slow to go by
And like you, there's somethin' I can't fight
But the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Away like a bird you have flown
And upon a wild wind you were blown
Where you're bound I don't know nor the way that you go
But the wanderlust beckons you on
But the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
The wind sings its song in the tree
But the wind's song is never for me
When followin' your tracks the wind's at your back
Makin' whirlwinds where you used to be
But the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
The wind quietly hides in the night
And it rises again with the light
But the days never fly, they're slow to go by
And like you, there's somethin' I can't fight
But the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
Yes the wind changes and one mornin' early
A good wind'll be blowin' for me
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The Wreck Of The Old 97
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Johnny Cash
Norman Blake
Robert Johnson
THEMES
Places
Numbers
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1957
They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
Said "Steve you're way behind time"
This is not 38 this is old 97
Put her into Spencer on time
Well he turned around and said to his big greasy fireman
"Hey, shovel on a little more coal"
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain
Watch old 97 roll
But it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
In a line on a three mile grade
It was on that grade that he lost his air brakes
see what a jump he made
He was goin' down the grade makin' 90 miles an hour his whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
Scalded to death by the steam
Now all you ladies you better take a warnin'
From this time on and learn
Never speak harsh words to your true lovin' husband
He may leave you and never return
Said "Steve you're way behind time"
This is not 38 this is old 97
Put her into Spencer on time
Well he turned around and said to his big greasy fireman
"Hey, shovel on a little more coal"
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain
Watch old 97 roll
But it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
In a line on a three mile grade
It was on that grade that he lost his air brakes
see what a jump he made
He was goin' down the grade makin' 90 miles an hour his whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
Scalded to death by the steam
Now all you ladies you better take a warnin'
From this time on and learn
Never speak harsh words to your true lovin' husband
He may leave you and never return
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There You Go
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1956
You're gonna break another heart, you're gonna tell another lie
Well here I am and there you go, you're gone again
I know you're gonna be the way you've always been
Breakin' hearts and tellin' lies is all you know
Another guy gives you the eye and there you go
There you go, you're gone again
I should have known, I couldn't win
There you go, you're by his side
You're gonna break another heart, you're gonna tell another lie
Because I love you so I take much more than I should take
I want you even though I know my heart is gonna break
You build me up and for a while I'm all a-glow
Then your fickle heart sees someone else and there you go
There you go, you're gone again
I should have known, I couldn't win
There you go, you're by his side
You're gonna break another heart, you're gonna tell another lie
Well here I am and there you go, you're gone again
I know you're gonna be the way you've always been
Breakin' hearts and tellin' lies is all you know
Another guy gives you the eye and there you go
There you go, you're gone again
I should have known, I couldn't win
There you go, you're by his side
You're gonna break another heart, you're gonna tell another lie
Because I love you so I take much more than I should take
I want you even though I know my heart is gonna break
You build me up and for a while I'm all a-glow
Then your fickle heart sees someone else and there you go
There you go, you're gone again
I should have known, I couldn't win
There you go, you're by his side
You're gonna break another heart, you're gonna tell another lie
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These Hands
Johnny Cash
- Credits
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WRITERS
Eddie Noack
THEMES
Body
Inspirational
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1962
These hands, ain't the hands, of a gentleman
These hands are calloused and old
These hands raised a family, these hands built a home
Now these hands raised to praise the Lord
These hands won the heart of my loved one
And with hers they are never alone
If these hands filled their task, what more could you ask
For these fingers have worked to the bone
Now don't try to judge me by what you might have me be
For my life my not have been your kind of success
While some people have power and still they grieve
These hands brought me happiness
Now I'm tired and gettin' old, I ain't got much gold
Well maybe things ain't been all that I planned
But God above, hear my plea, when it's time to judge me
Take a look at these hard, hard working
These hands are calloused and old
These hands raised a family, these hands built a home
Now these hands raised to praise the Lord
These hands won the heart of my loved one
And with hers they are never alone
If these hands filled their task, what more could you ask
For these fingers have worked to the bone
Now don't try to judge me by what you might have me be
For my life my not have been your kind of success
While some people have power and still they grieve
These hands brought me happiness
Now I'm tired and gettin' old, I ain't got much gold
Well maybe things ain't been all that I planned
But God above, hear my plea, when it's time to judge me
Take a look at these hard, hard working
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Train Of Love
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Transport
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1956
Train of love's a-comin'
Big black wheels a-hummin'
People waitin' at the station
Happy hearts are drummin'
Trainman tell me maybe
Ain't you got my baby
Every so often everybody's baby gets the urge to roam
But everybody's baby but mine's comin' home
Now stop your whistle blowin'
'Cause I got ways of knowin'
You're bringin' other people's lovers
But my own keeps goin'
Train of love's deceivin'
When she's not gone she's leavin'
Every so often everybody's baby gets the urge to roam
But everybody's baby but mine's comin' home
Train of love's now hastin'
Sweethearts standin', waitin'
Here and there and everywhere
They're gonna be embracin'
Trainman tell me maybe
Ain't you got my baby
Every so often everybody's baby gets the urge to roam
But everybody's baby but mine's comin' home
Train of love's a-leavin'
Leavin' my heart grievin'
Bur early or late, I sit and wait
Because I'm still believin'
We'll walk away together
Though I may wait forever
Every so often everybody's baby gets the urge to roam
But everybody's baby but mine's comin' home
Big black wheels a-hummin'
People waitin' at the station
Happy hearts are drummin'
Trainman tell me maybe
Ain't you got my baby
Every so often everybody's baby gets the urge to roam
But everybody's baby but mine's comin' home
Now stop your whistle blowin'
'Cause I got ways of knowin'
You're bringin' other people's lovers
But my own keeps goin'
Train of love's deceivin'
When she's not gone she's leavin'
Every so often everybody's baby gets the urge to roam
But everybody's baby but mine's comin' home
Train of love's now hastin'
Sweethearts standin', waitin'
Here and there and everywhere
They're gonna be embracin'
Trainman tell me maybe
Ain't you got my baby
Every so often everybody's baby gets the urge to roam
But everybody's baby but mine's comin' home
Train of love's a-leavin'
Leavin' my heart grievin'
Bur early or late, I sit and wait
Because I'm still believin'
We'll walk away together
Though I may wait forever
Every so often everybody's baby gets the urge to roam
But everybody's baby but mine's comin' home
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Trouble In Mind
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Richard M. Jones
THEMES
Body
Inspirational
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
Blues
YEAR
2003
Trouble in mind
Yes I'm blue
But I won't be blue always
Sun is gonna shine
In my back door someday
Trouble in mind
Yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
Trouble in mind
Yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
You better believe me
I'm trouble in mind
Oh yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my young life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
Say it man, I'm trouble in mind
Yes I'm blue
But I just refuse to be blue always
The sun is gonna shine
In my back door someday
I said I it is, I know it is
Sun is gonna shine in my back door someday
Well I said that I believe that the
Sun is gonna shine in my back door someday
Oh, trouble in mind
Yes I'm blue
But I won't be blue always
Sun is gonna shine
In my back door someday
Trouble in mind
Yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
Trouble in mind
Yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
You better believe me
I'm trouble in mind
Oh yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my young life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
Say it man, I'm trouble in mind
Yes I'm blue
But I just refuse to be blue always
The sun is gonna shine
In my back door someday
I said I it is, I know it is
Sun is gonna shine in my back door someday
Well I said that I believe that the
Sun is gonna shine in my back door someday
Oh, trouble in mind
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Two Timin' Woman
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1964
I woke up this morning in a terrible mood
Now you talk about a woman treatin' a good man rude
She had me talkin' to myself, gazin' at that mean ol' wall
She had another daddy waitin' down at the end of the hall
She changes with the weather like the leaves I recall
She blossoms in the spring, but then she's gone in the fall
A two timin' woman with a heart of solid stone
She tells me that she loves me, but her heart's a little under-grown
Well she said she'd never leave me, but she got the urge to roam
She drifts around the country like a steamboat on a foam
She never changes course, she just goes along that same ol' way
And I hope she keeps a driftin', rolls along back home someday
Cause if I ever find her, gonna chain her to the floor
And tell her now sit there woman, you ain't leavin' no more
I'm gonna tame you mama till you're eatin' from my hand
It's not that I don't love you honey It's just to make you understand
Yes I woke up this morning in a terrible mood
Now you talk about a woman treatin' a good man rude
She had me talkin' to myself, gazin' at that mean ol' wall
She had another daddy waitin' down at the end of the hall
Now you talk about a woman treatin' a good man rude
She had me talkin' to myself, gazin' at that mean ol' wall
She had another daddy waitin' down at the end of the hall
She changes with the weather like the leaves I recall
She blossoms in the spring, but then she's gone in the fall
A two timin' woman with a heart of solid stone
She tells me that she loves me, but her heart's a little under-grown
Well she said she'd never leave me, but she got the urge to roam
She drifts around the country like a steamboat on a foam
She never changes course, she just goes along that same ol' way
And I hope she keeps a driftin', rolls along back home someday
Cause if I ever find her, gonna chain her to the floor
And tell her now sit there woman, you ain't leavin' no more
I'm gonna tame you mama till you're eatin' from my hand
It's not that I don't love you honey It's just to make you understand
Yes I woke up this morning in a terrible mood
Now you talk about a woman treatin' a good man rude
She had me talkin' to myself, gazin' at that mean ol' wall
She had another daddy waitin' down at the end of the hall
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