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Saturday, 14 May 2011
(Run softly Blue River my darlin’s asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep)
Run softly Blue River my darlin’s asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep
Oh I thrill to her kisses and she thrills to mine
Run softly while she sleeps and dreams for a time
Cause she dreams of tomorrow when she’ll be my wife
And I pray that as peaceful as you is our life
And if your murmuring soothes me till I’m sleeping too
Run softly Blue River we’ll both dream with you
(Run softly Blue River my darlin’s asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep)
Oh I thrill to her kisses…
(Run softly Blue River my darlin’s asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep)
(Run softly Blue River my darlin’s asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep)
Tekst piosenki Run Softly, Blue River
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Friday, 6 May 2011
It all began when they took me from my home
And put me on Death Row,
a crime for which I am totally innocent, you know.
I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields,
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley’s wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or ungood.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I’m yearning
To be done with all this weighing of the truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I’m not afraid to die.
I hear stories from the chamber
Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
He died upon the cross
Might I say, it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that’s what I’m told
My kill-hand’s
tatooed E.V.I.L. across it’s brother’s fist
That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist.
In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I’m told
All history does unfold.
It’s made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away.
Into the mercy seat I climb
My head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I’m yearning
To be done with all this weighing of the truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I’m not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I’m hopin’
to be done with all this twistin’ of the truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And any way there was no proof
And I’m not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is glowing
And I think my head is smoking
And in a way I’m hopin’
to be done with all these looks of disbelief.
A life for a life
And a truth for a truth
And I’ve got nothin’ left to loose.
And I’m not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is smoking
And I think my head is melting
And in a way that’s helpin’
to be done with all this twistin’ of the truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And any way I told the truth
But I’m afraid I told a lie.
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Wednesday, 4 May 2011
Lord have mercy on me Was the kneeling drunkard’s plea And as he knelt there on the ground I know that God in heaven looked down
I went down by an old country church I saw the drunkard stagger and lurch And as he reached his mother’s grave I saw that drunkard kneel and pray
Lord have mercy on me Was the kneeling drunkard’s plea And as he knelt there on the ground I know that God in heaven looked down
Bring my darling boy to me Was his mother’s dying plea And as he staggered through the gate A lassie came just one day too late
Three years have passed since she went away Her son is sleeping beside her today And I know that in heaven his mother he’ll see For God has heard that drunkard’s plea
Lord have mercy on me Was the kneeling drunkard’s plea And as he knelt there on the ground I know that God in heaven looked down
Tekst piosenki Johnny Cash A Boy Named Sue
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn’t leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don’t blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me “Sue.”
Well, he must o’ thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a’ lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I’d get red
And some guy’d laugh and I’d bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain’t easy for a boy named “Sue.”
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I’d roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I’d search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I’d stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me “Sue.”
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother’d had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: “My name is ‘Sue!’ How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!”
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a’ gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I’ve fought tougher men
But I really can’t remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin’ at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: “Son, this world is rough
And if a man’s gonna make it, he’s gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn’t be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you’d have to get tough or die
And it’s the name that helped to make you strong.”
He said: “Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn’t blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I’m the son-of-a-bitch that named you “Sue.’”
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I’m gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
Hey, Porter, Hey Porter!
Would you tell me the time?
How much longer will it be
‘Til we cross that Mason Dixon Line?
At daylight would you tell that engineer to slow it down;
Or better still, just stop the train
‘Cause I want to look around.
Hey, Porter! Hey Porter!
What time did you say?
How much longer will it be
‘Till I can see the light of day?
When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell;
And ask everybody that ain’t asleep to stand right up and yell.
Hey, Porter! Hey Porter!
It’s getting light outside.
This old train is puffin’ smoke and I have to strain my eyes.
But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please,
‘Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves,
And I feel that Southern breeze.
Hey, Porter! Hey, Porter!
Please get my bags for me,
I need nobody to tell me now that we’re in Tennessee.
Go tell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream.
We’re not so far from home so take it easy on the steam.
Hey Porter! Hey Porter!
Please open up the door.
When they stop this train I’m gonna get off first
‘Cause I can’t wait no more.
Tell that engineer I said, “Thanks a lot, and I didn’t mind the fare.”
I’m gonna set my feet on Southern soil
And breathe that Southern air.
Tekst piosenki Johnny Cash Hey! Porter
I’m sorry to say that you don’t know me
I’m sad in ways you never understood
Each time I try to tell the ugly truth
You always let it pass you by
You said I ‘d never tell you a lie
Just because I could
Did you really think I was a bad man?
You always said that that should be my middle name
But you don’t know the half of it
You don’t know how that name fits
You don’t know my Hidden Shame
Hidden shame, shame, shame
That I can’t get free
From the blame and the torture
And the misery
Must it be my secret for eternity?
Till you know my hidden shame you really don’t know me
Well, there’s a different kind of prison
And it don’t even have to look much like a cell
It’s already on your mind
Boy, we can see it in your eyes
So, here’s the bars and walls as well
Well, you know I’m never coming home, babe
You said you’d stand by me until I cleared my name
Sure it’s easy to be strong
When you know the charge is wrong
But the days and weeks get long
When you’ve got a hidden shame
CHORUS
I had a friend when I was just a boy
We were like brothers, we would run and hide
And we went walking on a high hillside
And I really don’t how it happened
He turned to me and had this strange look in his eye
And not a single word was spoken
I must have pushed him, but I don’t remember why
And all at once, he lay there broken
And I walked down without him and I didn’t even sigh
CHORUS
They say you always hurt the one you love
And I’m not saying if I did or if I didn’t
But like my shame, that kind of love is always hidden
They locked me up here for the ideas in my head
They never got me for the thing I really did
CHORUS