Like The 309 – Johnny Cash
Nghệ sĩ: Johnny Cash
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
(Spoken)
It should be a while before I see dark to death
So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath
Well im not the crying nor the whining kind
Till I hear the whistle of the 309,
(Sung)
Of the 309, of the 309
Put me and my box on the 309
Take me to the depot
Put me to bed
Blow an electric fan on my knarly old head
Everybody take a look, see im doing fine
Then load my box on the 309
On the 309, on the 309
Put me and 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 hootin' hell for my journey now
On the 309, On the 309
I hear the sound of a railroad train
The whistle blows and Im gone again
It will take me higher than a Georgia pine
Stand back children its a 309
It's a 309, It's a 309
Put me and my box on a 309
A chicken in the pot, A turkey in the corn
I haven't felt this good since jubalee morn'
Talk about luck, well I got mine
Asthma comin' down like the 309
Write me a letter, sing me a song
Tell me all about it, what I did wrong
Meanwhile I will be doing fine
Then load my box on the 309
On the 309, On the 309
Gonna get outta here on the 309