Remember Cash

[Fletch XXX]

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"bad luck wind, been blowing at my back."

One should listen to Johnny Cash tonight.

[$5 submissions]

I love his dead pan voice. "Ring of Fire" is my all time fave song of his. RIP, Johnny, RIP and thanks for the great music!

[Spunky]

The original man in black RIP Johnny

[Steve]

guy was too cool
I have a few greatest hits CDs floating around here somewhere

[myjah]

youre gonna make me go diggin thru the old collection arent ya

[Fletch XXX]

Originally posted by myjah
youre gonna make me go diggin thru the old collection arent ya

one should listen to cash every other day or so.

not have it hidden in some old collection. ;)

[C_U_Next_Tuesday]

"I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.

When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns."
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.

I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.

Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line,
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away."

[Fletch XXX]

Originally posted by C_U_Next_Tuesday
"I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.

When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns."
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.

I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.

Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line,
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away."

Hey sugar, you wanna smoke with me?

c'mon, no ones gonna know ;)