Carl Perkins, Johnny Cash, June Carter Cash, The Statler Brothers, The Carter Family - Closing Medley lyrics
[Carl Perkins, Johnny Cash, June Carter Cash, The Statler Brothers, The Carter Family - Closing Medley lyrics]
I hear the train a coming
It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since I don't know when
Lord, I'm stuck in Folsom prison
And time keeps dragging on
And that train keeps a rolling
On down to San Antone
"Let's give her a big hand, June
Carter! Helen, Anita, Mother Maybelle
The Carter Family!
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the ties that bind
Because you're mine, I walk the line
"Hey alright! Now, the Tennessee Three:
Marshall Grant, Bob Wootton, wS holland!"
"The Statler Brothers!
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down, down
Down and the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
"yeah Carl Perkins!"
Well, when I was a baby my mama told me "Son
That I want you to be a good boy
I don't want you to play with guns"
But I shot a man in Reno, I
Shot him just to watch him die, lord yeah
Now that train keeps a rolling
I hang my head down and cry
Johnny Yuma was the rebel
He roamed through the west
Yeah Johnny Yuma the rebel, he wandered alone
He got fightin' mad, this rebel lad
He packed no star and he
Wandered far where the
Only law was a hook and a draw
The rebel Johnny Yuma
"I want to thank you for being so good
To us i like to say a
Special hello to all the men here at
The prison that're not with us
Tonight If they couldn't find the key to
The door or something they couldn't let
The bunch of them out here i wish
Everyone of you could've be out
Here with us all you guys I understand their
Pipe and the show in for you
Cell somewhere that supposed listening
Maybe is that
Closed circuit television that you have
In here, is it? No anyway hello to all
You fellers that can't see the
Show tonight we wish you could all
Been here we've had a ball, have we not?"
Well if they'd freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it all 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
It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since I don't know when
Lord, I'm stuck in Folsom prison
And time keeps dragging on
And that train keeps a rolling
On down to San Antone
"Let's give her a big hand, June
Carter! Helen, Anita, Mother Maybelle
The Carter Family!
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the ties that bind
Because you're mine, I walk the line
"Hey alright! Now, the Tennessee Three:
Marshall Grant, Bob Wootton, wS holland!"
"The Statler Brothers!
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down, down
Down and the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
"yeah Carl Perkins!"
Well, when I was a baby my mama told me "Son
That I want you to be a good boy
I don't want you to play with guns"
But I shot a man in Reno, I
Shot him just to watch him die, lord yeah
Now that train keeps a rolling
I hang my head down and cry
Johnny Yuma was the rebel
He roamed through the west
Yeah Johnny Yuma the rebel, he wandered alone
He got fightin' mad, this rebel lad
He packed no star and he
Wandered far where the
Only law was a hook and a draw
The rebel Johnny Yuma
"I want to thank you for being so good
To us i like to say a
Special hello to all the men here at
The prison that're not with us
Tonight If they couldn't find the key to
The door or something they couldn't let
The bunch of them out here i wish
Everyone of you could've be out
Here with us all you guys I understand their
Pipe and the show in for you
Cell somewhere that supposed listening
Maybe is that
Closed circuit television that you have
In here, is it? No anyway hello to all
You fellers that can't see the
Show tonight we wish you could all
Been here we've had a ball, have we not?"
Well if they'd freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it all 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