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Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash


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Настоящее имя J. R. Cash
Дата рождения 26 февраля 1932 г.
Место рождения Kingsland, Arkansas, U.S.
Дата смерти 12 сентября 2003 г.
Место смерти Nashville, Tennessee, U.S.
Жанры Country
Rock'n'Roll
Folk
Gospel
Blues
Americana
Годы 1955—2003
Лейблы Columbia Records
Mercury Records
Legacy Recordings
American Recordings
Sun Records
См. также The Highwaymen
The Jordanaires
The Tennessee Three
June Carter Cash
The Statler Brothers
The Carter Family
The Oak Ridge Boys
Area Code 615
Сайт Website



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Альбом Johnny Cash


Unchained (2002)
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rowboat
row me to the shore
she don't
wanna be my friend no more
she dug a hole
in the bottom of my soul
she don't
wanna be my friend no more

pick me up
give me some food to eat
in your truck
goin' no place
I'll be home
talkin' to nobody
you'll be strange
you'll be far away

big fat moon
and my body's out of tune
with the burnin' waves
she's a billion years away
dogfood on the floor
and I've been like this before
she is all
and everything else is small

pick me up
give me some alcohol
in your truck
playin' the radio
I'll be home
with the gasoline
you'll be stoned
you'll be far away

rowboat
row me to the shore
she don't
wanna be my friend no more
she dug a hole
in the bottom of my soul
she is all
and everything else is small

. . .



The lights In the harbor
Don't shine for me
I'm like a lost ship adrift on the sea
Sea of heartbreak
Lost love and loneliness
Memories of your caress
So divine I wish you were mine
Again my dear
I am on this sea of tears
Sea of heartbreak

How did I lose you
Oh where did I fail
Why did you leave me
Always to sail

Oh what I'd give to sail back to shore
Back to your arms once more

Come to my rescue
Come here to me
Take me and keep me

. . .


You wired me awake
and hit me with a hand of broken nails.
You tied my lead and pulled my chain
to watch my blood begin to boil.

But I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
gonna break my rusty cage and run.
I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
gonna break my rusty cage and run.

Too cold to start a fire
I'm burning diesel, burning dinosaur bones.
I'll take the river down to still water
and ride a pack of dogs.

I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
gonna break my rusty cage and run.
I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
gonna break my rusty cage and run.

When the forest burns along the road
like God's eyes in my headlights.
When the dogs are looking for their bones
and it's raining icepicks on your steel shore.

I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run.
I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
gonna break my rusty cage and run.
I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
gonna break my rusty cage and run.
I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
gonna break my rusty cage and run.

. . .



So blue
Lonesome too
But still true

Rosie haunts me
Makes me think of you

You're the one rose that's left in my heart, dear I love you, adore you, I do

Each night in dreamland we wander along
Telling love stories anew
When from a blue sky a black cloud came rolling
Breaking my heart in two
Oh we ought not to part
I have said from the start
You're the one rose that's left in my heart

Oh we ought not to part
I have said from the start

. . .



Country boy, ain't got no shoes
Country boy, ain't got no blues
Well, you work all day while you're waitin' to play
In the sun and the sand,
with a face that's tan
But at the end of the day, when your work is done
You ain't got nothin' but fun

Country boy, you got a shaggy dog
Country boy, up a hollow log
Well, he comes in a run, when you pick up your gun
And with a shell or two, and your dog and you
When you get your rabbit, you'll skin his hide
He's gonna be good fried

Country boy, you got alot to lose
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes

Country boy, ain't got no ills
Country boy, don't owe no bills
You get a wiggly worm and then you watch him squirm
While you put him on a hook and you drop him in a brook
If everything's gonna turn out right, you're gonna fry fish tonight

Country boy, got alot to lose
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes

Country boy, you got work to do
Country boy, in the morning dew
You gotta plant the seed, you gotta cut the weeds
There's many a row you know you gotta hoe
When it's quittin' time, and your work is through
There's alot of life in you

Country boy, you lucky thing

. . .



Take one fresh and tender kiss
Add one stolen night of bliss
One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy
Memories are made of this.

Don't forget a small moonbeam
Fold it lightly with a dream
Your lips and mine to sip the wine
Memories are made of this

Then at the wedding bells
One house where lovers dwell
Three little kids for the flavor
Stir carefully through the day
See how the flavor stays
These are the dreams that we must savor

With His blessings from above
Serve it generously with love
One man, one wife, one love for life

. . .



Jesus
I don't wanna die alone
Jesus oh Jesus
I don't wanna die alone

My love wasn't true
Now all I have is you

Jesus oh Jesus
I don't wanna die alone

Jesus
If you hear my last breath
Don't leave me here
Left to die a lonely death
I know I have sinned but Lord I'm suffering

Jesus Oh Jesus
If you hear my last breath

Jesus
I don't wanna die alone
Jesus oh Jesus
I don't wanna die alone

My love wasn't true
Now all I have is you

Jesus Oh Jesus
I don't wanna die alone

Jesus
Jesus
All my troubles
All my pain
Will leave me
Once again

All my troubles
All my pain
Will leave me once again

All my troubles
All my pain
Will leave me once again

. . .



Lord have mercy on me
Was the kneeling drunkard's plea
And as he knelt there on
the ground I know that
God in heaven looked down

I went down by an old country church
I saw the drunkard stagger and lurch
And as he reached his mother's grave
I saw that drunkard kneel and pray

Lord have mercy on me
Was the kneeling drunkard's plea
And as he knelt there on the ground
I know that
God in heaven looked down

Bring my darling boy to me
Was his mother's dying plea
And as he staggered through the gate
A lassie came just one day too late

Three years have passed since she went away
Her son is sleeping beside her today
And I know that in heaven his mother he'll see
For God has heard that drunkard's plea

Lord have mercy on me
Was the kneeling drunkard's plea
And as he knelt there on the ground
I know that

. . .



There's a southern accent, where I come from
The young'uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin'
But everything is done, with a southern accent
Where I come from

Now that drunk tank in Atlanta's
Just a motel room to me
Think I might go work
Orlando If them orange groves don't freeze
I got my own way of workin'
But everything is run, with a southern accent
Where I come from

I got my own way of working
When everything is wrong
With a southern accent
Where I come from

For just a minute there I was dreaming
For just a minute it was all so real
For just a minute she was standing there, with me

There's a dream I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
And she kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me
I got my own way of prayin'
But everyone's begun
With a southern accent
Where I come from

We have our own way of livin'
But everything is done
With a southern accent

. . .



I give my woman half my money at the general store
I said, "Now buy a little groceries, and don't spend no more."
But she gave ten dollars for a ten cent hat
And bought 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 to town Gonna bring her back with me.

I asked the man down at the station if he'd seen her there
I told him all about her pretty eyes and long, blonde hair
He spit his tobacco, said, "I'll be dad blamed......
I believe I did see her leavin' on the east bound train."

I bought a round trip ticket on the east bound train
I was broke as I could be
But when I come back, gotta buy another ticket
Gotta bring her back with me.

Well, I got off the train somewhere in Arkansas
And I worked up the guts to call my Mother-In-Law
She said, "I'll tell you where she is, if you act right."
"She's workin' four to twelve at Trucker's World tonight."

When I walked in she saw me, and she took off her apron
And she grabbed her goin' home hat
She bought a ticket with her tips
And now we're curled up on the

. . .



We saw houses falling from the sky
Where the mountains lean down to the sand
We saw blackbirds circling 'round an old castle keep
And I stood on the cliff and held your hand

We walked troubles brooding wind swept hills
And we loved and we laughed the pain away
At the end of the journey, when our last song is sung
Will you meet me in
Heaven someday

Can't be sure of how's it's going to be
When we walk into the light across the bar
But I'll know you and you'll know me
Out there beyond the stars

We've seen the secret things revealed by God
And we heard what the angels had to say
Should you go first, or if you follow me
Will you meet me in
Heaven someday

Living in a mansion on the streets of gold
At the corner of Grace and Rapture
Way In sweet ecstasy while the ages roll
Will you meet me in
Heaven someday

In sweet ecstasy while the ages roll
Will you meet in

. . .



[Chorus:]
I never picked cotton
But my mother did
And my brother did
And my sister did
And my daddy died young
Workin' in the coal mine

When I was just a baby
Too little for a cotton sack
I played in the dirt
While the others worked
'Til they couldn't straighten up their backs
I made myself a promise
When I was big enough to run
That I'd never stay a single day
In that
Oklahoma sun

[Chorus]

Folks said I grew up early
And that the farm couldn't hold me then so
I stole ten bucks and a pickup truck
And I never went back again
Then it was fast cars and whiskey
Long haired girls and fun I had everything that money could
bring And I took it all with a gun

[Chorus]

It was Saturday night in Memphis
When a redneck grabbed my shirt
When he said go back to your cotton sack
I left him dying in the dirt
They'll take me in the morning
To the gallos just outside
And in the time I got
There ain't a hell of alot
That I can look back on with pride


. . .



I have been ungrateful
And I have been unwise
Restless from the cradle
But now I realize
It's so hard to see the rainbow
Through glasses dark as these
Maybe I'll be able
From down on my knees

Oh I am weak
Oh I know I am vain
Take this weight from me
Let my spirit be unchained

Old man swearin' at the sidewalk
And I am overcome
Seems that we've both forgotten
Forgotten to go home

Have I seen an angel
Or have I seen a ghost
Where's that rock of ages
When you
need it most

It's so hard to see the rainbow
Through glasses dark as these
Maybe I'll be able

. . .


(Billy Joe Shaver)

It ain't nothing new babe it's just a dream that fell through babe
And the plans that you have to make will be made here and now
With your head slightly bowed
You can see life goes on girl and the weak must grow strong girl
On your journey through this old world
You will soon understand that the love of your man
Was a shoulder to cry on and a friend to rely on but it wasn't worth dying for
When he told you goodbye when he told you goodbye
[ dobro ]
There's just one thing for certain the pain won't stop hurtin'
Till you go back to workin' with something left that you love
Because the push and the shove of the everyday day now has become such a hassle
And your only dream castle disappeared in the sky when he told you goodbye
[ dobro ]
Well it ain't nothing new babe it's just a dream that fell through babe
And the steps that you have to take will be taken somehow

. . .


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