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 morning while makin' the rounds G I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down G7 I went right home and I went to bed CGC I stuck a lovin' forty-four beneath my head
C Got up next morning and I grabbed that gun G I took a shot of cocaine and away I run G7 made a good run but I run too slow CGC they overtook me down in Juarez Mexico
C Late n the hot joint takin' the pill G In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill G7 He said # Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown CGC you're the dirty hack that shot your woman down # 1
C Oh yes o yes my name's is Billy Lee G if you've got a warrant just a - read it to me G7 I shot her down because she made me sore CGC I thought I was her daddy but she had five more C When I was arrested I was dressed in black G they put me on a train and they took me back G7 had no friend for to go my bail CGC they stuck my dried-up carcass in the county jail
C Early next morning 'bout at half past nine G I saw the sheriff comin' down the line G7 that sheriff yelled as he cleared his throat CGC he said # Come on you dirty hack into the district court C Into the courtroom my trial began G where I was handled by twelve honest men G7 Just before the jury started out CGC I saw that little judge commence to look about
C In about five minutes in walked a man G holding the verdict in his right hand G7 the verdict read # In the first degree # 1 CGC I hollered Lordy Lordy have mercy on me
C The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen G ninety-nine years in the Folsom Penn G7 ninety-nine years underneath that ground CGC I can't forget that day I shot that bad bitch down
C7F Come on you gotta listen on to me DGC stay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be