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Artiste:
Johnny Cash
Titre:
Like The 309
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It should be a while before I see doctor Death So, it would sure would be nice if I could get my breath Well, I'm not the cryin', nor the whinin' kind 'til I hear the whistle of the 309, of the 309, of the 309 Put me in my box on the 309 Take me to the depot, put me to bed Blow an electric fan on my gnarly ol' head Everybody take a look, see, I'm doin' fine Then load my box on the 309 On the 309, on the 309 Put me in my box on the 309 Hey, sweet baby, kiss me hard Draw my bath water, sweep my yard Give a drink of my wine to my jersey cow I wouldn't give a hoot-and-nail for my journey now On the 309, on the 309 I hear the sound of a railroad train The whistle blows and I'm gone again Hitman, take me higher than a Georgia pine Stand back children, it's the 309 It's the 309, it's the 309 Put me in my box on the 309 A chicken in the pot and turkey in the corn Ain't felt this good since Jubilee morn' Talk about luck, well, I got mine Asthma comin' down like the 309 *haaaaaaaa.....* Write me a letter, sing me a song Tell me all about it, what I did wrong Meanwhile, I will be doin' fine Then load my box on the 309 On the 309, on the 309 Gonna get outta here on the 309 (Thanks to Matt for these lyrics)