John Ray Cash, mais conhecido como Johnny Cash, (Kingsland, 26 de Fevereiro de 1932 — Nashville, 12 de Setembro de 2003) foi um cantor e compositor americano de música Country, conhecido por seus fãs como "O Homem de Preto". Em uma carreira que durou quase cinco décadas, ele foi para muitas pessoas a personificação do Country. Sua voz sepulcral e o distintivo som "boom chicka boom" de sua banda de apoio "Tennessee Two" podem ser reconhecidos instantaneamente por inúmeras pessoas.
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C# Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds, I took a shot of cocaine and I G# shot my woman down. I went right home and I went to bed. C# I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head
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C# Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun, took a shot of cocaine and G# away I run. Made a good run but I run too slow C# They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico.
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C# Late in the hot joints takin' the pills, in walked the sheriff from G# Jericho Hill. He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown. C# You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down.
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C# Said yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee, if you've got the warrant just G# a-read it to me. Shot her down because she made me slow. C# I thought I was her daddy but she had five more.
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C# When I was arrested I was dressed in black, they put me on a train and they G# took me back. Had no friend for to go my bail. C# They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail
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C# Early next mornin' about a half past nine, I spied the sheriff coming G# down the line. Talked and he coughed as he cleared his throat, he said C# come on you dirty heck into that district court.
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C# Into the courtroom my trial began where I was handled by G# twelve honest men. Just before the jury started out C# I saw the little judge commence to look about.
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C# In about five minutes in walked a man, Holding the verdict in G# his right hand. The verdict read in the first degree. C# I hollered Lawdy Lawdy, have a mercy on me.
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C# The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen 99 years in the G# Folsom pen. 99 years underneath that ground. C# I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down.
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C# Come on you've gotta listen F#G#C# unto me, lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be.