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Albums:

The Johnny Cash Show: The Best of Johnny Cash [Deluxe Edition] (Johnny Cash) · The Real...Johnny Cash: The Ultimate Johnny Cash Collection [3-CD] (Johnny Cash) · The Real...Johnny Cash: The Ultimate Johnny Cash Collection [1-CD] (Johnny Cash) · I Walk the Line: The Best of Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) · I Walk the Line: The Very Best of Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) · We Walk the Line: A Celebration of the Music of Johnny Cash (Hutchinson, Hutch) · We Walk the Line: A Celebration of the Music of Johnny Cash (Hutchinson, Hutch) · We Walk the Line: A Celebration of the Music of Johnny Cash [Blu-Ray] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · I Walk the Line: An All-Star Tribute to Johnny Cash (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Playlist: The Very Best of Johnny Cash & June Carter Cash (Johnny Cash) – and 90 other albums »


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
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
never looked back
I tear up to 'Crying Time'
Me and Johnny fight to walk the line

I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots
I grew up country, I
him by the arm,
He said, "Johnny, come and go along with me,
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me."
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell,
and took him by the arm,
He said, "Johnny, come and go along with me,
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me."
John Hardy stood in his old jail
him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me

John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me

John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
who you are, not who you want to be?

I walk the line like Johnny Cash
I made the bus in seconds flat
I called your line too many times
I'm not
a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We’ll both be high, the help don’t stare
They just walk by, they must don’t care
A million one, a million two
and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me

John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
robert johnson
Walk like an icon
Talk like an icon
Can you pass the test?
Hell yes, you an icon

Can I have your autograph please?
Meet and greet
girlfriends from a one night stand
Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
You could bring a receipt to Heaven but you cannot take it back
And this
here's to the nights, dancing with the band
Strangers into girlfriends from a one night stand
Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
You
on Jambalaya

Now before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand
By the time I could talk I had my own band
Went on the road when I was eight years old
When
out and some just fell apart
Drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart

Harlan sang us Heartaches By The Number one more time
Johnny tell us
the Ripper, by barracks, cold like anemic 

Believe it, it takes years for why'all to achieve it 

Cause I'm a go getter, I get the loot, I get the cash
way.

Well, they take away my freedom of expression or action
Johnny says I'll walk the line
With three hots and a cot

And a lot of talk
With
a privilege
Than the time comes for you to be your own man, and take on the World
And you did, but somewhere along the lines, you changed, you stopped being
Black man, born free,
At least that's the way it's supposed to be;
The chains that bind him are hard to see,
Unless you take this walk with me
Black man, born free
At least that's the way it's supposed to be
Chains that binds him are hard to see
Unless you take this walk with me

Place
Black man, born free,
At least that's the way it's supposed to be;
The chains that bind him are hard to see,
Unless you take this walk with me;
Black man, born free
At least that's the way it's supposed to be
Chains that binds him are hard to see
Unless you take this walk with me

Place
yo snap that neck, not playing with a full deck
Make a nigga sweat below the waist line by my Johnson
Where the tools kept, who I be? The code name
know that by the contract
Bottom line blood, show me where them one’s at
That paper it get funny when publishing is involved
Mechanicals never mattered
Black man, born free
At least that's the way it's supposed to be
Chains that binds him are hard to see
Unless you take this walk with me

Place