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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
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
P-C-P in his veins
He lives inside a quart
Johnny is a punk rocker
Johnny is he queer?
Johnny needed two bags
And a car to commandeer
Johnny wasn't
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Well, lucky number seven passed me by 
Lucky number seven
Cash.
Well, Johnny's quoting from the bible, while I'm trying to steer this leaky craft,
His familiar voice reminds me that I'm man who's cut in half,
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
the one to find us a better way
(a better way…) (Y.A., help me sing…)
He's gonna need a little time to grow
But little Johnny's got tomorrow
And I know,
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than
I loved but now it seems so strange
It's all so different I guess everything has to change

[Chorus:]
Johnny 7 now where are you
Johnny 7 help me see
rather see me in a cell
Livin' in Hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin 'bout us I could give a fuck
Like we the first one to bomb
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
country, just like Johnny Cash
And Buck Ownes and Faron Young and Johnny Bush
Ad Johnny Paycheck and Charley Pride and Loretta Lynn, mmm

Help me Merle,
rather see me in a cell
Livin' in Hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin 'bout us I could give a fuck
Like we the first one to bomb
me in a cell
Livin' in hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a fuck
I'd be the first one to bomb and cuss
rather see me in a cell
Livin' in Hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin 'bout us I could give a fuck
Like we the first one to bomb
rather see me in a cell
Livin' in Hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin 'bout us I could give a fuck
Like we the first one to bomb
to buy his toys.
Seventy two hour evaluation
Immediate psychiatric help
But Johnny wasn't crazy
He was just an angry boy
Years later, nothing much has
This one is a short rendition in which me and pianist mate of mine
By the name of Prince Paul I shall not relieve, I mean reveal, my
Identity
God walks these beutiful hills with me he's by my side sunshine or rain
Creating beauty for all to see we owe God for evertything
God creates
be wrong
Be wrong, that's wrong
I took my foot and kicked a hole in the sky
I proceeded to plead, forefathers, help me decide

A jagged flash of light
the years roll by

Me and Johnny
We're gonna play tonight
It's gonna be alright
We're gonna have fun tonight
Me and Johnny
We may get blood on our face
feel like I'm cut in two
Confused by rules
Do these two cultures clash or am I living in the past?
I ask, please, tell me fast

Won't somebody
feel like I'm cut in two
Confused by rules
Do these two cultures clash or am I living in the past?
I ask, please, tell me fast

Won't somebody
feel like I'm cut in two
Confused by rules
Do these two cultures clash or am I living in the past?
I ask, please, tell me fast

Won't somebody