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Johnny Cash – Come Home, It’s Suppertime great compositions/performances


Johnny Cash – Come Home, It’s Suppertime

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Johnny Cash – When The Man Comes Around


Johnny Cash – When The Man Comes Around ((Original Version))

Johnny Cash sings “Man In Black” for the first time (with intro): Happy Thanksgiving To You All!


Johnny Cash sings “Man In Black” for the first time (with intro)Happy Thanksgiving

Johnny Cash – I Won’t Have To Cross Jordan Alone (Johnny Cash Hymns From The Heart 1962)



Johnny Cash Hymns From The Heart 1962

I Won’t Have to Cross Jordan Alone Lyrics

Johnny Cash

When I come to the river at the ending of day
When the last winds of sorrow have blown
There’ll be somebody waiting to show me the way I won’t have to cross Jordan alone
I won’t have to cross Jordan alone Jesus died all my sins to atone
In the darkness I see he’ll be waiting for me I won’t have to cross Jordan alone
[ piano ]
Often times I’m weary and troubled and sad
When it seems that my friends have all flon
There is one thought that cheers me and makes my heart glad
I won’t have to cross Jordan alone
I won’t have to cross Jordan…
[ guitar ]
Though the billows of trouble and sorrow may sweep
Christ the Saviour will care for his own
Till the end of my journey my soul he will keep and I won’t have to cross Jordan alone
I won’t have to cross Jordan…
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Johnny Cash – Come Home, It’s Suppertime


 

Johnny Cash – Hurt



Yes Trent Reznor wrote the original.
Yes its a cover song. But J.R. made it his own. Both songs are equal in their own respect.

 

Johnny Cash – The Man Comes Around (“Hear the trumpets, hear the piper…”)


Johnny Cash – Like A Bird On A Wire [1994] (SEND “BIRD ON THE WIRE” RINGTONE TO YOUR CELL)


Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free

Like a worm on a hook
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee

If I, if I have been unkind
I hope that you can just let it go by
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you

Oh, like a baby, stillborn
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net%5D

But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee

I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch
He said to me, “You must not ask for so much”
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door
She cried to me, “Hey, why not ask for more?”

Oh, like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free

 SEND “BIRD ON THE WIRE” RINGTONE TO YOUR CELL

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Louis Armstrong and Johnny Cash, “Blue Yodel No 9”



 Louis Armstrong on “The Johnny Cash Show”, 1970. An anthologic meeting between two giants of music.

Johnny Cash – The beast in me


Johnny Cash – “The Beast In Me” :

The beast in me
Is caged by frail and fragile bars
Restless by day
And by night rants and rages at the stars
God help the beast in me

The beast in me
Has had to learn to live with pain
And how to shelter from the rain
And in the twinkling of an eye
Might have to be restrained
God help the beast in me

Sometimes it tries to kid me
That it’s just a teddy bear
And even somehow manage to vanish in the air
And that is when I must beware
Of the beast in me that everybody knows
They’ve seen him out dressed in my clothes
Patently unclear
If it’s New York or New Year
God help the beast in me

The beast in me

When The Man Comes Around: Johnny Cash



There’s a man going around taking names

And he decides who to free and who to blame

Everybody won’t be treated all the same

There’ll be a golden ladder reaching down

When the Man comes around

The hairs on your arm will stand up

At the terror in each sip and in each sup

Will you partake of that last offered cup?

Or disappear into the potter’s ground

When the Man comes around

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers

One hundred million angels singing

Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum

Voices calling, voices crying

Some are born and some are dying

It’s Alpha and Omega’s kingdom come

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree

The virgins are all trimming their wicks

The whirlwind is in the thorn tree

It’s hard for thee to kick against the pricks

Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom

Then the father hen will call his chickens home

The wise man will bow down before the thrown

And at His feet they’ll cast their golden crowns

When the Man comes around

Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still

Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still

Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still

Listen to the words long written down

When the Man comes around

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers

One hundred million angels singing

Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum

Voices calling and voices crying

Some are born and some are dying

It’s Alpha and Omega’s kingdom come

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree

The virgins are all trimming their wicks

The whirlwind is in the thorn tree

It’s hard for thee to kick against the pricks

In measured hundred weight and penny pound

When the Man comes around.

From: http://www.musicbabylon.com

Johnny Cash: When Papa Played The Dobro (Flatt / Scruggs)


Artist/Band: 

Johnny Cash

 

 

My papa was a hobo when they delivered me

We didn’t have a doctor cause he couldn’t pay the fee

But when the goin’ got too bad to ease his misery
Papa played the dobro this a way and he’d go

[ dobro ]

When company would come around he kept the dobro hid

He knew he couldn’t play the way the other players did

Why the guitar’s resonator was a gallon bucket lid

But papa played the dobro this a way and he’d go

[ dobro ]

Well now that papa’s gone away it’s hanging by the flue

The top of it’s rusted and the strings’re rusty too

It won’t ever sound the way that it did when it was new

When papa played the dobro this a way and he’d go

[ dobro ]

 

When you leave for a trip: Take Johnny Cash With You…


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Waiting for a Train
recorded by Johnny Cash
written by Jimmie Rodgers
 
C       G7     C     C7   F       Fm    C
All around the water tank waiting for a train
  F              C         Am   D7              G7
A thousand miles away from home sleeping in the rain
  C         G7   C        C7      F          Fm      C
I walked up to a brakeman just to give him a line of talk
   F                  C          D7                 G7
He said if you’ve got money I’ll see that you don’t walk
C              G7    C      C7    F           E7
Well I haven’t got a nickel not a penny can I show
   F                C                   D7          G7     C
He said get off you railroad bum and he slammed the boxcar door

 G7      C      G7     C    C7  F      Fm     C
Well he put me off in Texas a state I dearly love
    F                    C             D7             G7
The wide open spaces all around me the moon and stars above
C      G7       C       C7     F         Fm      C
Nobody seems to want me nor to lend me a helping hand
    F              C             D7             G7    
I’m on my way from Frisco heading back to Dixie Land
C        G7      C     C7  F                   E7
My pocketbook is empty my heart is full of sins
      F              C              D7           G7    C
I’m a thousand miles away from home just waiting for a train

A word and a song to a traveling friend:

“Just tell yourself that you’ll listen a lot, and look around a lot, and breath in a lot of cleaner air. You’ll make new friends, and you’ll strengthen friendships you already have. Take many photos and a notebook, and write your voyage journal. You’ll feel a little sadness, coming back, just when you started to enjoy it more and more. You’ll promise yourself, and somebody you’re leaving behind here and there, that you’ll be back soon, even if you feel that you may never go back.
Be hopeful, it is really all that we can own in life, hope, and don’t forget to take your best friend with you: Yourself.

And now, Way Well, Friend.”

Bob Dylan: Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right


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And here it’s Joan Baez’s interpretation:

Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right

It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don’t matter, anyhow
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don’t know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
So I’ll just say fare thee well
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

The greatest call of artistic creation is to build an environment for analysis, to bring one to think about the work of art. That in itself is a journey. It may take years, and many changes in ones opinion about deeper meaning and message. Take the case of Mona Lisa Portrait: People have contemplated for centuries the meaning of  her smile. Among many other quests for truth I have been fascinated by the depth of the poem ” Don’t think twice” composed by Bob Dylan and interpreted by Bob Dylan, song that was meaningful to other well known singers, such as Johnny Cash.
 If one so chooses one may not give  to much significance, enjoy the song, the challenge of the one man band, playing the guitar, voice, and the harmonica, (for which Bob created the hand free neck wire rack to hold his harmonica. But is the song just about a break-up of an half- lived, ever more demanding relationship between a man and a woman, or is there a much more fundamental circumstance of moving on and away from an unwinning position in life, singing, playing the harmonica, free to choose the direction and the place  of your next breath, in confidence that you have what it takes to undertake such enterprise, to find a more suitable ground on which to build your life.  One thing is sure: I find value in this composition, beyond eyes and ears meet and a good place to start in life when determined to succeed where others just survive.   It is about the optimistic attitude one needs in life in order to be able to jump over the self-pity place where loss hold you and into to a spot suitable for a fresh start, ready to meet the consequences.

Therefore when I wake up early morning I tell myself that I will search for excellence, for truth, for meaning with every breath I take: Sometimes it helps to tell myself: “Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right…Everything will Turn Out fine”. So far it did work:

 Thanks Bob, 

George. 🙂