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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



Альбом Johnny Cash


Look At Them Beans (1975)
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(Guy Clark)

Bein' six years old I had seen some trains before
So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for
Things're big and black and smokin' steam screamin' at the wheels
Bigger'n anything there is last that's the way she feels
Trains're big and black and smokin' louder'n July 4th
But everybody's actin' like this might be something more
Than just pickin' up the mail or the soldiers from the war
Somethin' even old man Wileman's never seen before
And it's late afternoon on a hot Texas day
Somethin' strange was goin' on and we's all in the way
There are 50 or 60 people just sittin' on their cars
And the ole men left their domioes and come down from the bars
And everybody's checkin' old Jack Kittrell checks his watch
And us kids put our ears to the rails to hear 'em pop
So we already knowed it when they finally said train time
You'd've thought that Judgement Day was rollin' down the line
Cause things got real quiet and mama jerked me back
But not vbefore I get the chance to lay a nickel on the track

Look out here she comes she's comin' look out there she goes she's gone
Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone
Big and red and silver she don't lay no smoke
She's a fast rollin' streamline come to show the folks
I said look out here she comes she's comin' look out there she goes she's gone
Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone
[ guitar ]
Lord she never even stopped
She left 50 or 60 people still sittin' on their cars
Wonderin' what it's comin' to and how it got this far
And me I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime
By a mad dog runaway red silver streamline train

Look out here she comes...

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(Jack Clement)

I built her a castle of perma stone but I should have reigned more with her
Too often I left my queen alone and that was no way to leave her
I rode out in quest of song and wine and that was no way to treat her
I kept her hanging like grapes on the vine and that was no way to keep her
Reds Goodguy rode by on his milk white steed and casually mentioned my misdeeds
He promised her love far greater than mine
Thus pulled out and plucked my grapes from the vine
[ fiddle ]
I built her a castle with patios but I seldom cooked out upon it
I bought her a TV with stereo but I never listened much to it
Now I have a castle but the queen's not home and that is no way to have her
I have the vine but the grapes are gone and that's no way to run a vineyard

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(Joe Tex)

This time last year there sure was a lot of sad faces around this old house
Our papa died without fullfillin' his life's dream
Of producing one of the best crops in Grimes County
Though papa died with that dream still in his head
A desire in his heart a promise on his lips callusess on both hands
And two dollars in his pocket
Papa didn't live long enough to see his dreams come true
So he died from too much work broken spirit I guess
But I promised our mama that if it was a last thing he'd ever do
He'd live long enough to see just one good crop come through
But you see we can't plan on things without first talking to God
Because we don't know his plans and if we don't include him my friends
The way can get mighty hard
They say that everytime a good and righteous person
Is buried in God's good earth it's just fortilizer for the soil
And I guess there must be some truth to that whether we believe it or not
I just wish that papa was here right now
So that he could see this good crop that we fin'ly got
Hey look at that beans and look at that corn
And I bet them watermelons must be three feet long
Man look at them tomatoes and look at them peas
Well I know if papa was here right now he'd sure be pleased
[ fiddle ]
And papa would sure be proud of his children too
My brother's famous now got his own show on the road
Traveling in customized bus imported from Europe
That boy always did love music and he loves to travel
I got a sister that's got a good job in a beauty shop
Making money making other people look good
Ain't nobody here at a house now but me and mama
And mama she's gettin' weaker and she's gettin' older every day
And she talks softly about joinin' papa in his heavenly home
But that woman sure did love that man
She worked beside papa for forty some odd years
Tryin' to produce a good crop and never could grow a single bean
But I just wish that papa was here right now to see this good crop that we
fin'ly got
Man look at that beans...

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(Harlan Howard)

Our little boy came up to his mama in the kitchen this evening
While she was fixing supper
And he handed her a piece of paper he'd been writin' on
And after wipin' her hands on her apron she read it and this is what it said
For mowing the yard 5 dollars for making my own bed this week 1 dollar
For going to the store 50 cents for playing with my little brother
While you went shopping 25 cents for taking out the trash 1 dollar
For getting a good report card 5 dollars and for raking the yard 2 dollars
Total amount owed 14 dollars and 75 cents
Well as mama lokked at him standing there expectanly
And I could see the memories flashing through her mind
And so she picked up the pen and turning the paper over
This is what she wrote and I read it to him
For the nine months she carried you growing inside her no charge
For the nights we sat up with you
Doctoring you praying for you no charge for the time and the tears
That you've caused through the years there's no charge
When you added all up the full cost of our love is no charge
For the nights filled with dread and the worries ahead no charge
For advice and for knowledge and the cost of your college no charge
For the toys food and clothes and for wiping your nose there's no charge
When you added all up the full cost of our love is no charge
Well when I finished readin' he had big tears in his eyes
And he looked up at his mother and he said mama I sure do love you
Then he took the pen and in great big letter he wrote Paid In Full

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(Johnny Cash)

I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs
And when they play them cheatin' tunes I never sing along
I never ever sing the blues I've forgotten born to lose
And I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs

I hardly ever walk the floor and cry
And I don't think I've ever said I feel like I could die
I don't ever lay awake I never think my heart will break
I hardly ever walk the floor and cry
I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs
I can't put much feeling in saying love is all gone wrong
I don't lose no sleep at night cause things with you are going right
And I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs
[ piano ]
I never call your name out in my sleep
You never make me worry and you never make me weep
I never wonder if you're true I spend a night curled up with you
And I never call your name out in my sleep

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(Don Williams)

I guess there's not much I can do or say saw my baby with another guy today
Though I love her and I tried to tell her so it's hello blues and down the road
I go
I've never seen that guy before today he held my baby in the closest way
And the way she snuggled close to him I know it's hello blues and down the road
I go

Well it seems our thoughts were much alike our likes were much the same
We even had our future plan till into town he came
I've never seen that guy...
[ piano ]

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(Billy Ray Reynolds)

If anyone ever finds a better way to love it'll be her lovin' me
If anyone ever goes out of their way to show they care it'll be her lovin' me
She's every woman that I've ever known rolled up in one
And if I'm ever loved any more she'll be the one
To get it done the way it should be it'll be her lovin' me
[ strings ]
If ever I'm down and out and need someone to care it'll be her lovin' me
If ever I'm in the cold and I need someone warm to hold it'll be her lovin' me
She's every woman...

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(Jack Wesley Routh - Len Pollard)

Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck
He's been through the best of his friends
On a long lonesome highway and an old pickup truck
Crossed Texas with a hot dusty wind
He was all around cowboy 1959 from the top it's been a long way down
Since the whiskey and ladies started winning his time
They rode him high and hard to the ground
But he remembers the thrill of bein' a winner
And the feeling of bein' a beginner in the days of his first rodeo
But there was something about winning that didn't last forever
But tomorrow it's bound to get better he'll be the all around cowboy again
[ ac.guitar ]
The windmills're turning on the west Texas plains but he's dry as an old river
bed
He's just like the dust that's a searching for rain but he knows he'll be ridin'
again
So he rolls up a smoke and he sips his Old Crow
Whipes the whiskers that cover his chin
He grins as he dreams of the next rodeo to be the all around cowboy again

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(June Carter - Helen Carter)

I'm on the hill by Friscio Bay Hawaiian winds blow my past away
There's a freighter there that is southern bound I'm on my way out of this town
There's Alcatraz and the man that has bills love and pills and drink and wine
and song
Stand in line and fight and wind and roam
Kids and yard and I'm a man that's tired and gone
[ steel ]
There was a time when things were good we had it better than we ever should
But things got hard and love got old I got tired and love grew cold

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(Johnny Cash)

Campers bikes and mobile homes cars and pickup trucks
Slacks and '59 hairdoes sideburns spears and ducks
There's lone star pearl and fried chicken and one big cloud of smoke
Plug it in and turn it on and the music goes for broke
Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs
There's Willie and Waylon Kris and Tom have you heard Gatlin sing
Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs
Duncan's on and Linda's next time many did Joel Gray down at Drippin' Springs
[ guitar ]
Well the Texas sun is low and hot upon the chaparral
It would be one ideal spot for God to put his hell
The most beloved cowboys songs echoe cross the plains
T Texas Tyler ain't forgotten next year y'all come again
Down at Drippin' Springs Down at Drippin' Springs
There's Russell Bush and Kris and Coe have you heard Gatlin sing
Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs
There's Willie and Waylon Kris and Tom have you heard Gatlin sing
Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs

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