Artist: Johnny Cash Album: The Legend of Johnny Cash 1. Cry, Cry, Cry 2.Hey Porter 3.Folsom Prison Blues 4.I Walk The Line 5.Get Rhythm 6.Big River 7.I Guess Things Happen That Way 8.Ring of Fire 9.Jackson 10.Boy Named Sue 11.Sunday Morning Comin' Down 12.Man In Black 13.One Piece At A Time 14.Highway Man 15.The Wanderer 16.Delia's Gone 17.Rusty Cage 18.I've Been Everywhere 19.Give My Love To Rose 20.When The Man Comes Around 21.Hurt (1. Cry, Cry, Cry) -------------------------------------------------------

^FEverybody knows where you go when the sun goes down. I think you only live to see the ^Glights of ^Ctown. ^FI wasted my time when I would try, try, try. ^BbWhen the lights have lost their glow, you're gonna ^Ccry, cry, ^Fcry.

^FSoon your sugar-daddies will all be gone. You'll wake up some cold day and ^Gfind you're ^Calone. ^FYou'll call to me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye," ^BbWhen I turn around and walk away, you'll ^Ccry, cry, ^Fcry,

^FYou're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll ^Ccry alone, ^BbWhen everyone's forgotten and ^Fyou're left on your own. You're gonna ^Gcry, ^Ccry, ^Fcry.

F, Bb, F, G, C, F I lie awake at night and wait 'til you come in. You stay a little while and then you're gone again. Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie. For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry. When your fickle little love gets old, no one will care for you. You'll come back to me for a little love that's true. I'll tell you no and you gonna ask me why, why, why' When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry. You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone, When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own. You're gonna cry, cry, cry. (2. Hey Porter) ---------------------------------------------------------- Capo 1st Fret INTRO E E E E Hey,Porter,Hey Porter Would you tell me the time'

How much longer will it be 'til we cross that ^F#7Mason Dixon ^B7Line' At d^Eaylight will you tell that engineer to slow it ^Adown; Or better still, just ^Estop the train 'c^B7ause I want to look a^Eround.

Hey, Porter! Hey Porter! What time did you say'

How much longer will it be 'till I can see the ^F#7light of ^B7day' When ^Ewe hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his b^Aell; And ask everybody that a^Ein't asleep to s^B7tand rightup and y^Eell.

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^EHey, Porter! Hey Porter! It's getting light outside. This old train is puffin' smoke and I ^F#7have to strain my ^B7eyes. But a^Esk that engineer if he will blow his whistle p^Alease, Cause I smell frost on c^Eotton leaves, and I ^B7feel that Southern ^Ebreeze.

Hey, Porter! Hey, Porter! Please get my bags for me,

I need nobody to tell me now that ^F#7we're in Tennes^B7see Go t^Eell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle s^Acream. We're not so far from ho^Eme so take it ^B7easy on the s^Eteam

SOLO E E E E E E F#7 B7 E E E A A E B7 E

^EHey Porter! Hey Porter! Please open up my door When they stop this train I'm gonna get off first cause ^F#7I can't wait no ^B7more. Tell that e^Engineer I say, "Thanks a lot. I didn't mind ^Athe fare I'm gonna s^Eet my feet on Southern soil and ^B7breathe that Southern a^Eir."

OUTRO E E E E E E (3. Folsom Prison Blues) ----------------------------------------------- Capo 2nd Fret Intro: B7 E

^EI hear the train a comin' It's rollin' 'round the bend,

And I ain't seen the sunshine, Since, I don't know when,

I'm ^Astuck in Folsom Prison, And time keeps draggin' ^Eon, But that ^B7train keeps a-rollin', On down to San An^Etone.

^EWhen I was just a baby, My Mama told me, "Son,

Always be a good boy, Don't ever play with guns,"

But I ^Ashot a man in Reno, Just to watch him ^Edie, When I ^B7hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and ^Ecry.

Solo: Repeat Verse

^EI bet there's rich folks eatin', In a fancy dining car,

They're probably drinkin' coffee, And smokin' big cigars,

But I ^Aknow I had it comin', I know I can't be ^Efree, But those ^B7people keep a-movin', And that's what tortures ^Eme.

Solo: Repeat Verse

^EWell, if they freed me from this prison, If that railroad train was mine,

I bet I'd move out on a little, Farther down the line,

^AFar from Folsom Prison, That's where I want to ^Estay, And I'd ^B7let that lonesome whistle, Blow my Blues a^Eway.

4. I Walk The Line -------------------------------------------------- Capo 1

I keep a ^B7close watch on this heart of ^Emine I keep my ^B7eyes wide open all the ^Etime. I keep the ^Aends out for the tie that ^Ebinds Because you're ^B7mine, I walk the ^Eline

I find it ^Every, very easy to be ^Atrue I find my^Eself alone when each day is^A through Yes, I'll ad^Dmit I'm a fool for ^Ayou Because you're ^Emine, I walk the ^Aline

As sure as ^Anight is dark and day is ^Dlight I keep you ^Aon my mind both day and ^Dnight And happi^Gness I've known proves that it's ^Dright Because you're ^Amine, I walk the ^Dline

You've got a ^Eway to keep me on your ^Aside You give me ^Ecause for love that I can't ^Ahide For you I ^Dknow I'd even try to turn the ^Atide Because you're ^Emine, I walk the ^Aline

I keep a ^B7close watch on this heart of ^Emine I keep my ^B7eyes wide open all the ^Etime. I keep the ^Aends out for the tie that ^Ebinds Because you're ^B7mine, I walk the ^Eline

E 5. Get Rhythm ----------------------------------------------------- Capo 1st Fret

Hey get ^Erhythm when you get the blues come on get r^Ahythm when you get the ^Eblues

get a rock 'n' roll feelin in your bones put taps on your toes an get gone

get r^Ahythm when ^B7you get the b^Elues

A little s^Ehoe shine boy he never gets low down but he's got the dirtiest job in town

bending low at the peoples feet on a windy corner of a dirty street when i asked him while he shined my shoes how to you keep from getting the blues he grinned as he raised his little head he popped he shoe shine rag and then he said

Get r^Ehythm when you get the blues come on get rh^Aythm when you get the bl^Eues

a jumpin rhythm makes you feel so fine it will shake all the troubles off your worried mind

get r^Ahythm when ^B7you get the b^Elues INSTRUMENTAL: E E E E A A A A E E E E A A B7 E E

Get r^Ehythm when you get the blues come on get r^Ahythm when you get the b^Elues

get a rock 'n' roll feelin in your bones put taps on your toes an get gone

get r^Ahythm when ^B7you get the b^Elues

Well i ^Esat and listened to the shoe shine boy and i thought i was gonna jump for joy

slapped on the shoe polish left and right he took his shoe shine rag an he held it tight he stopped once to wipe the sweat away i said "you mighty little boy to be a-workin that way" he said i like it with a big wide grin kept on a poppin an he said it again

Get r^Ehythm when you get the blues come on get r^Ahythm when you get the b^Elues

it only cost a dime just a nickle a shoe it does a million dollars worth of good for you

get r^Ahythm when ^B7you get the b^Elues

6. Big River ------------------------------------------------ Capo 1 Intro: E

^EWell I taught the weeping willow how to cry, And I showed the

clouds how to cover

up a ^F#7clear blue ^B7sky But the ^Etears that I cried

For that women are gonna

^AFlood you Big River and ^EI'm gonna sit right ^B7here untill I d^Eie

Verse : 2

^EI met her accidentally in St. Paul Minnasota , And it

tore me up every time I

heard her ^F#7drawl, southern ^B7drawl Then I hea^Erd my dream was back down stream ca^Avortin in Davenport , and I f^Eollowed you Big Ri^B7ver, when you c^Ealled

Fill : E A B7 Verse : 3

^EThen you took me to St. Louis later on down the river , a

freighter said shes been here

but shes ^F#7gone , boy shes ^B7gone I ^Efound her trail in Memphis but she ^Ajust walked up the block she raised a ^Efew eyebrows and then ^B7she went on down alon^Ee

Now wont you batter down by Batton Rouge , river queen rolling on, Take that women on down

to New Or^F#7leans, New Or^B7leans Go on^E I' ve had enough dump my ^Ablues down in the gulf cause ^Eshe loves you Big ^B7River More then ^Eme.

7. I Guess Things Happen That Way -----------------------------------------------

Well, you ^Aask me if I'll for^Dget my baby^A ^AI guess I will ^Dsome day A E A (E) I don't like it but I guess things happen that way

You ^Aask me if I'll ^Dget along ^A ^AI guess I will ^Dsome way A E A (E) I don't like it but I guess things happen that way

CHORUS:

^DGod gave me that ^Agirl to lean on, ^Ethen he put me ^Aon my own^D ^DHeaven help me ^Abe a man and ^Ehave the strength to ^Astand alone A E A (E) I don't like it but I guess things happen that way

You ask me if I'll miss her kisses I guess I will every day I don't like it but I guess things happen that way You ask me if I'll find another I don't know, I can't say I don't like it but I guess things happen that way CHORUS 8. Ring of Fire ----------------------------------------------------- INTRO: G C G C

^GLove Is A ^CBurning ^GThing And It Makes A ^CFirery ^GRing Bound By ^CWild ^GDesire I Fell Into A ^CRing Of ^GFire

CHORUS:

^DI Fell Into A ^CBurning Ring Of ^GFire I Went ^DDown, Down, Down And The ^CFlames Went ^GHigher

And It Burns, Burns, Burns

The ^CRing Of ^GFire The ^CRing Of ^GFire

Repeat INTRO Twice Repeat CHORUS

The Taste Of ^CLove Is ^GSweet When Hearts Like ^COurs ^GMeet I Fell For You ^CLike A ^GChild Ohh, But The ^CFire Went ^GWild

Repeat CHORUS Repeat CHORUS And It Burns, Burns, Burns

The ^CRing Of ^GFire The ^CRing Of ^GFire

9.Jackson --------------------------------------------------

Both: ^C We got married in a fever, hotter than a 'Pepper Sprout' Both: We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went ^C7 out John: I'm goin' to ^F Jackson, I'm gonna mess a-^C round John: Yea! I'm goin' to ^F Jackson, ^G7 look out Jackson ^F town.

(Just Repeat Same Chords For All Verses) June: Well, go on down to Jackson, go ahead and wreck your health June: Go play our hand you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself June: Yea! go to Jackson, go comb your hair John: "Honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson." June: "See if I care." John: When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow June: (Hah!) John: All them women gonna make me, teach 'em what they don't know how John: I'm goin' to Jackson, you turn-a loose-a my coat John: 'Cause, I'm goin' to Jackson June: Goodbye, that's all she wrote. June: But they'll laugh at you in Jackson June: And I'll be dancin' on a 'Pony Keg' June: They'll lead you 'round town like a scalded hound June: With your tail tucked between your legs June: Yea! go to Jackson, you big-talkin' man June: And I'll be waitin' in Jackson, behind my 'Ja(y)-pan Fan', Well!; Both: We got married in a fever, hotter than a 'Pepper Sprout' Both: We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went Both: I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around Both: Yea! I'm goin' to Jackson, look out Jackson town. TAG: We got married in a fever, hotter than a 'Pepper Sprout' (FADE) We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went... 10. A Boy Named Sue -----------------------------------------------------

^GMy daddy left home when I was three And he ^Cdidn't leave much to Ma and me Just ^Dthis old guitar and an empty bottle of ^Gbooze. ^GNow, I don't blame him cause he run and hid But the ^Cmeanest thing that he ever did Was be^Dfore he left, he went and named me '^GSue.'

(Repeat For all Verses) Well, he must o' thought that is was quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, It seems I had to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named 'Sue.' Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen, I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made me a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars And kill that man that give me that awful name. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July And I just hit town and my throat was dry, I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing stud, Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me 'Sue.' Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had, And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. He was big and bent and gray and old, And I looked at him and my blood ran cold And I said: ÒMy name is 'Sue!' how do you do! Now you gonna die!Ó Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down but, to my surprise, He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer. I tell ya, I've fought tougher men But I really can't remember when, He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile. I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss, He went for his gun and I pulled mine first, He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile. And he said: Son, this world is rough And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along. So I give ya that name and I said good-bye I knew you'd have to get tough or die And it's that name that helped to make you strong.Ó He said: 'Now you just fought one hell of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. But ya ought to thank me, before I die, For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you 'Sue'.' I got all choked up and I threw down my gun And I called him my pa, and he called me his son, And I come away with a different point of view. And I think about him, now and then, Every time I try and every time I win, And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George! Any damn thing but sue! I still hate that name! 11. Sunday Morning Comin' Down ---------------------------------------------------------- Capo:1st fret

W^Cell, I woke up Sunday morning With no w^Fay to hold my h^Gead that didn't ^Churt. And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't ^Ambad, So I had one more for dess^Gert. Then I f^Cumbled in my closet through my cl^Fothes And found my cleanest dirty s^Chirt.^Am Then I w^Fashed my face and c^Gombed my hair

And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd sm^Coked my mind the night before With c^Figarettes and ^Gsongs I'd been p^Cicking. But I lit my first and watched a small kid^Am Playing with a can that he was ^Gkicking. Then I w^Calked across the street And caught the ^FSunday smell of someone frying c^Chicken^Am. And Lord, it ^Ftook me back to somet^Ghing that I'd lost Somewhere, somehow along the ^Cway.

On a Sunday morning s^Fidewalk, I'm wishing, Lord, that I was s^Ctoned. 'Cause there's something in a ^GSunday That makes a body feel a^Clone. And there's nothing short a' ^Fdying That's half as lonesome as the ^Csound Of the sleeping city s^Gidewalk And Sunday morning coming ^Cdown.

(Repeat) In the park I saw a daddy With a laughing little girl that he was swinging. And I stopped beside a Sunday school And listened to the songs they were singing. Then I headed down the street, And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing, And it echoed through the canyon Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday. On a Sunday morning sidewalk, I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned. 'Cause there's something in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone. And there's nothing short a' dying That's half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleeping city sidewalk And Sunday morning coming down. 12. Man In Black -------------------------------------------------------

^C Well, you wonder why I always dress in black Why you never see bright colors on my ^D back' And ^F why does my ap-^C pearance Seem to ^F have a sombre ^C tone' Well, there's ^D a reason for the things that I have ^G7 on.

^C I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of ^D town I ^F wear it for the pri-^C soner Who has ^F long paid for his ^C crime But is ^D there because he's a victim of the ^G7 times.

I wear the black for those, who've never read Or listened to the words, that Jesus said About the road to happiness, through love and charity Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me. Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose In our streak-of-lightnin' cars and fancy clothes But just so we're reminded of, the ones who are held back Up front there oughta be a man in black. I wear it for the sick and lonely old For the reckless ones, whose bad trip left them cold I wear the black in mournin', for the lives that could have been Each week we lose a hundred fine young men. And I wear it for the thousands who have died Believin' that the Lord was on their side I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died Believin' that we all were on their side. Well, there's things that never will be right, I know And things need changin' ev'rywhere you go But 'til we start to make a move, to make a few things right You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

^C Aw! I'd love to wear a rainbow every day And tell the world that ev'rything's ^D OK But I'll ^F try to carry ^C off a little ^F darkness on my ^C back 'Til things are brighter ^G7 I'm the man in ^C black.

13. One Piece At A Time --------------------------------------------------

^FWell, I left Kentucky back in '49 And ^Bbwent to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line The ^Cfirst year they had me puttin' wheels on cadil^Flacs

Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by

And s^Bbometimes I'd hang my head and cry 'Cause I a^Clways wanted me one that was long and black^F.

One day I devised myself a plan That should be the envy of most any man I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand. CHORUS

^FI'd get it one piece at a time And it ^Bbwouldn't cost me a dime You'll k^Cnow it's me when I come through your t^Fown

I'm gonna ride around in style

I'm gonna d^Bbrive ever'body wild 'Cause I'll ^Chave the only one there is ar^Found.

So the very next day when I punched in With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends I left that day with a lunch box full of gears Now I never considered myself a thief But GM wouldn't miss just one little piece Especially if I strung it out over several years. The first day I got me a fuel pump And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk Then I got me a transmission and all of the chrome The little things I could get in my big lunchbox Like nuts, an' bolts, and all four shocks But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy's mobile home. Now up to now my plan went allright 'Til we tried to put it all together one night And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong. The transmission was a '53 And the motor turned out to be a '73 And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone. So we drilled it out so that it would fit And with a little bit of help with an A-daptor kit We had that engine runnin' just like a song Now the headlight' was another sight We had two on the left and one on the right But when we pulled out the switch all three of 'em come on.