Johnny Cash

(dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we’ve ever seen) There’s a story in our town Of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue How those eyes could flash at you (how those eyes could flash at you) Boys hung ’round her by the score But she loved the boy next…

I do my best to hide this lowdown feelin’ I try to make believe There’s nothing wrong But they’re always asking me about you darling And it hurts me so to tell ’em that you’re gone If they ask me i guess i’d be denyin’ That i’ve been unhappy all alone But if they heard…

Well i woke up sunday morning With no way to hold my head, that didn’t hurt And the beer i had for breakfast wasn’t bad, So i had one more for dessert. Then i fumbled in my closet through my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt. Then i washed my face and combed my…

Well, my daddy left home when i was three And he didn’t leave much to ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze Now i don’t blame him ’cause he run and hid But the meanest thing that he ever did Was before he left he went and named me…

Just around the corner there’s heartache Down the street that losers use If you can wade in through the teardrops You’ll find me at the home of the blues I walk and cry while my heartbeat Keeps time with the drag of my shoes The sun never shines through this window of mine It’s dark…

Six foot six stood on the ground, weighted 235 pounds But i saw that giant of a man brought down to his knees by love He was the kind of man who would gamble on luck Look you in the eye and never back up But i saw him crying like a little whipped pup…

Look a-yonder comin’ Comin’ down that railroad track Hey, look a-yonder comin’ Comin’ down that railroad track It’s the orange blossom special Bringin’ my baby back Well, i’m going down to florida And get some sand in my shoes Or maybe californy And get some sand in my shoes I’ll ride that orange blossom special…

I hear the train a comin’ It’s rolling round the bend And i ain’t seen the sunshine since i don’t know when, I’m stuck in folsom prison, and time keeps draggin’ on But that train keeps a rollin’ on down to san anton.. When i was just a baby my mama told me. son, Always…

Now i taught the weeping willow how to cry, And i showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. And the tears that i cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river. Then i’m gonna sit right here until i die. I met her accidentally in st. paul (minnesota). And…