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Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash


Background information
Birth name J. R. Cash
Born February 26, 1932
Born place Kingsland, Arkansas, U.S.
Died September 12, 2003
Death place Nashville, Tennessee, U.S.
Genre(s) Country
Rock'n'Roll
Folk
Gospel
Blues
Americana
Years active 1955—2003
Label(s) Columbia Records
Mercury Records
Legacy Recordings
American Recordings
Sun Records
Associated acts The Highwaymen
The Jordanaires
The Tennessee Three
June Carter Cash
The Statler Brothers
The Carter Family
The Oak Ridge Boys
Area Code 615
Website Website



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Johnny Cash Album


I Would Like To See You Again (1978)
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(Charlie Craig - Larry Atwood)

I was sittin' here thinking about old times some old times some old friends
And suddenly it crossed my mind that I would like to see you again
Remember how we used to walk and talk walk and talk holding hands
Said we loved each other I recall made a lot of future plans
But the years have come and gone and a whole lot has happened since then
But tonight babe your memory's awfully strong on my mind
And I would like to see you again

It's funny how an old flame comes back come on back make you blue
But I just saw a picture of a railroad track and some old shack and me and you
Guess I'd better straighten out my mind straighten it out go to bed
And pray that I don't dream about old times some old times gone and dead

. . .


(Johnny Cash)

Lately I've been thinking that you don't love me at all
Lately I've been readin' and the writin' on the wall
Is sayin' looks like you'll be going and I've no sure way of knowing
But somehow that's what I've been thinking lately
Lately you've been saying things that I don't understand
Lately you look through me as if I'm another man
Instead of your old one and only I'm beginnin' to get lonely
I've been feeling you'll be leaving lately
[ piano - guitar ]
You might as well just stop it now cause I already know
You wouldn't hurt me less if you just go ahead and go
You know your heart's already gone so you might as well go on
Things have not been working for us lately things have not been working for us

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(Bob McDill)
(with Waylon Jennings)

I met an old friend this morning and I stopped him and called him by name
I said the years haven't changed you but he said good Lord how you've changed
So we stood there and talked on the corner and remembered the good times we had
Then he asked if we're happy together and I only smiled and I said
Yes she keeps me off the streets and she keeps me out of trouble
Sometimes at night Lord when I hear the wind
I wish I was crazy again yes I wish I was crazy again
[ guitar ]
Then we stopped in at a tavern we had us a round or two
We called ourselves old desperados old deperados as old friends are likely to do
We sat for a while and remembered then he said let's have just one more
I said I'd sure like to join you but best be goin' on home
Yes she keeps me off the streets...

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I have heard of a land on the far away strand
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high, there we never shall die
'Tis a land where we never grow old

Never grow old, never grow old
In a land where we'll never grow old
Never grow old, never grow old
In a land where we'll never grow old

In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam
We shall be in the sweet by and by
Happy praise to the king thru eternity sing
'Tis a land where we never shall die

When our work here is done and the life crown is won
And out troubles and trials are o'er
All our sorrows will end and our voices will blend

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(Johnny Cash)

I thought I could walk away and keep on going leave you flat and never once be
sad
I didn't know the pain would keep on growing
And I didn't know that it could hurt so bad hurt so bad hurt so bad
All night long I'm out a driving round every this and that away like mad
Always end up on your side of town I didn't know that it could hurt so bad
Hurt so bad hurt so bad
Don't give in go on and don't look back hold on to my pride I said
I won't let my heart turn my head
New day dawning on your world without me
You won't miss something that you never had
You'll be making it alright without me but I didn't know that it could hurt so
bad
Hurt so bad hurt so bad
Don't give in...

. . .


(Jerry Hensley - Earl Ball - Joel Sonier)

Now you don't have to worry about me babe
Just hook 'em up and head on out to the places where you've been
Go ahead and fly like an eagle in the sky
And when you land you'll find I'm still your friend
But I don't think I could take you back again
Ain't no need to bother about me babe
Someone will come along and she will take me by the hand
Together we will walk where the grass is green and new
And I'll even think about you now and then
But I don't think I could take you back again
Hey where you going you can't get there without me so goodbye go on goodbye
And remember though I'm setting you free I won't cry cry cry
I've seen you toss and turning in your sleep babe
Now your dreambags're packed you've got your ticket in your hand
When you love someone you want what's best for them
That's how it is and that's how it's always been
And I don't think I could take you back again

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(Johnny Cash)

Every town has its town bum I guess ours had one here's a song about him
I remember him fondly well his name was Abner Brown
I knew an old drunk named Abner Brown and nobody knew when he came to town
But he spread good will to his fellow men and they let him sleep in the cotton
gin
He could drink more brew than an army could
But he had more friends and he did more good
Than a lot of fine fancy people in our town so they tolerated Abner Brown
And all us kids were on his side cause he told us tales till our eyes grew wide
And he made us feel bout ten feet tall cause he had no kids but he claimed us
all
And after school and on weekends you could find me down at the cotton gin
The truest friend that I ever found was a good old drunk named Abner Brown
Abner Brown I wish that I could see you once again
I believe that you'd stack up with all the mighty men
I've met and known in all the low and higher places that I've been
Thinking of you picks me up when I'm feeling down
I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown

Lord take me back to the cotton land to Arkansas take me home again
Let me be the boy that I once have been let me walk that road to the cotton gin
He's probably dead many years ago and gone the way that old drunks go
But I'd still like to sit me down talk to my old friend Abner Brown
Abner Brown I wish...

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(Billy Ed Wheeler - Jerry Leiber)

I feel so good come payday
I think of all the things I'm gonna buy when I pick up my pay
Don't you know but then they hand me that little brown envelope
I peep inside Lord I lose all hope
Cause from those total wages earned down to that net amount that's due
I feel the painful sense of loss between the two
There goes that bracelet for her arm there goes that new fence for my farm
There goes that brand new Pontiac there goes the shirt right off my back
You can dream about a honeymoon for two
You can dream but that's about all you can do
Cause by the time old Uncle Sam gets through with you
You can buy her a pair of hose a little powder for her nose
And take her down to Sloppy Joe's for beer and stew them are the facts after tax
You can dream about vacation in the sun
You can dream but you can't never have you one
Cause by the time your good old Uncle Sam gets done
You've got just enough for gas to see them city limits pass
And if you get back home fourth class I'd say you won
There goes that bracelet for her arm there goes that new fence for my farm
Send back that short wave radio cancel that trip to Mexico

. . .


(Hal Bynum - Dave Kirby)
(with Waylon Jennings)

Bet it ain't a rainin' back home bet your sister's still on the phone
Bet mama's in the kitchen cookin' fried chicken wishin' that I hadn't done wrong
Mama don't you worry about me now know everything's gonna be alright mama
They're teachin' us a lot of new things in here mama
Things like there ain't no good in an evil hearted woman
And I ain't cut out to be no Jesse James
And you don't go writin' hot checks down in Mississippi
And there ain't no good chain gang
[ guitar ]
Papa's readin' yesterday's mail wishin' that the hay was all baled
I bet he's a wishin' we could go fishin' and here I am a layin' in jail
Well papa don't you worry about it none now everything's gonna be alright papa
They're teachin' us a lesson today we're learning pretty well too
We've already learned a whole lot stuff already
Things like there ain't no good...
There ain't no good...
[ guitar ]
There ain't no good...

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(Roger Bowling - Larry Butler)

Remember back in school we learned the golden rule
Do unto others as you'd have and do to you
You're supposed to love me as much as I love you
It's a shame that ain't the way it is
Lovers in a movie on that great big screen
He treats her like she's a queen she treats him like a king
Wouldn't that be nice if life is lived that way
It's a shame that ain't the way it is
I'd like to start each morning with good morning dear
And end each night with the goodnight kiss
But all I have is your memory with me laying here
It's a shame but that's the way it is
[ ac.guitar ]
A love song tells a story of a good love going bad
Then paints a pretty pictures of that same love coming back
I wish that I could sing it I wish that I could paint it
It's a shame that ain't the way it is
I'd like to start each morning...

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(Johnny Cash)

I'm gonna sit on the porch and pick on my old guitar
I'm gonna lay on my back and laugh at my lucky star
And then I'm gonna fly away and never come back someday
Less I thought I would land right close to where you are
Well if I thought anybody really cared I'd send back word
Strapped to the leg of a trans-celestial bird
I wonder if I ever really did leave how many would there be to grieve
How they'd react to the word
[ ac.guitar ]
Well I wouldn't want to hurt a solitary soul
I have still got all six foot too in control
But when my obligation's load is a greasy uphill road
And pleasin' everybody but me is my first goal
I want to sit on the porch and pick on my old guitar
And just hope you're hanging loose wherever you are
And for the joy you brought to me this song I sung for Thee

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