Lyrics:
lane, ah, for real
(How you want it?) How do you want it?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game (yeah, my nigga, Johnny J)
Livin' in
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
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going,
sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired,
he can sit down and rest
He can beg
on the grass.
When we drove though the hills of west virginia.
The virginia people watched as we went riding by,
Oh, proud as a boulder they were standing.
Boys
Blast those grey coats down, the grey coats down
Ah but here they come again
To hell with Dixie boys
Let's show old Johnny Reb this fearless foe
Ah
come home to Maria
Where else would I go?
Cross the river to die by myself
Down In old Mexico
It's just the border, y'know
Young Abe Lincoln wasn't young no more,
Tired old man when he won the war,
And he dreamed at night of his death by
And he saw his body in a ghastly
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
known from the Liffy on down to Segu
And I'm known by the name of Little Johnny Doo
Of all the trades a-goin' sure a-beggin' is the best
When a man gets
Johnny's out cruising down the fast food strip
He rides the high-wheeler Ford
He's down here every evening since the school let out
An ordinary
hungry, just barely alive
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell
It's a time I remember, oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were
When she was mine
She'll see all seven states
As we drive to the pearly gates
Tonight when I drive her
Out of my mind
They'll say Johnny Cash was
The sun goes down, another dreamless night
You're right by my side
You wake me up, you say it's time to ride
In the dead of night
Strange canyon
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
Little Johnny
OOooooo you in trouble now
Johnny Bravo wanted Johnny Cash
President tint sat behind the glass
They sent a threat due to Johnny debt
Put
the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch
A LIGHTNING FLASH
VIOLINS BOW INTO FIDDLES TWO ICONIC CYMBALS CRASH
WHEN LORETTA LYNN GOES DANCING WITH THE GHOST OF JOHNNY CASH
THEY CALLED HER COAL MINER'S
you think will be showin' up
Say within the next forty, fifty, sixty years?"
They handed me a big tallybook and in it I saw names like Johnny Cash
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg
That some neighborhood kid
Wandered in on some bums
In the world where they hid
But they weren't there
So they couldn't see
By an old neon star
the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch
waiting in line they gotta have
Last night was the first night I got sleep
Tossing and turning for two or three weeks
My nightmares are triggered by
somebody to care
(Somebody to care) they drove all night
(Somebody to care) yeah the miles rolled by
They talked and joked and laughed and cried
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