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Kentucky)
They’re drinking bourbon by the batch (By the batch)
I walk that line because you love me (Love me baby)
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show

Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
around
As I try to remember all of my lines
Guess it's time for me to face the crowd
And give the people my time, uh

Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show

Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
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Well, lucky number seven passed me by 
Lucky number seven
Johnny Cash: If I drove a truck
June Carter: And I were a waitress
Johnny: And I ordered coffee
June: And I poured you some

Both: Then you'd stop by
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Well, lucky number seven passed me by 
Lucky number seven
- Words and Music by Lee Pockriss and Lyn Duddy

(Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel)
You're an angel to me

Johnny Angel,
Keeping you company

Well getting on the record soon
Grooving on an afternoon
That's on my album too

This album cover
Looks similar like Johnny
and casseroles

[Chorus:]
Well, its goodbye Johnny goodbye June
Goodbye fancy living room
Well no one sleeps in Cash's bed
Except the man in black
I'd like to have stand up, who's a very very proud man
He used to be many years ago, a bad land farmer down in Dias, Arkansas
But he's Johnny Cash's
Every man has to come to a crossroad somewhere along the way.
Johnny Cash came to his crossroad in a place called Nickajack Cave.

Little white
Joni mitchell and marvin gaye
And johnny cash risen
From the ashes on my grave, my grave
That's johnny cash there
Singing "ring of fire" upon my
suitcase in the back
(Whoa)
Done gassed up the Pontiac
(Whoa)
Blastin' out to Johnny Cash
Headin' for the highway
Baby, we ain't ever comin' back

It's four
about the time the jukebox broke

Yeah, Johnny Cash helped me get out of prison
Long before Rodriguez stole that goat
I've been the Rhinestone Cowboy for
I'M A WORRIED MAN
WRITERS JOHNNY CASH, June CARTER CASH

(Worried man,) (Papa is a worried man.) (Worried man,) (Papa is a worried man.) The place I
play it till I'm dead
Like a synthesizer sequencer
I've got it in my head

Singing ah ah yuppy digital deck
Johnny Cash, Jupiter, 24 track

Anyone
[Method Man]
One time...
Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I...
Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na (yeah, see'mon, yeah,
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
Johnny cut his hair, now he looks like a punk
With buttons pinned all over his clothes
He got all the albums by the be-52
Sometimes he's a one man
us alone
Cause we're about John Wayne, Johnny Cash and John Deere
Way out here

We've got a fighting side, a mile wide but we pray for peace
Cause
makin' payments
For the dues that must be paid
I cash another song
Into this endless masquerade
Halfway through the circuit
And headed for the coast
willie, johnny cash and lefty
Down with a sunset in mind.
No he ain't one to try to hide it
He's a southern man with southern pride
That ridge runner
Hello, I'm Johnny Cash

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
ripened and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition