JOHNNY CASH
AT SAN QUENTIN
Columbia CS-9827
June/1969
Produced by Bob Johnston
Carl Perkins, Bob Wooton - guitar
Marshall Grant - bass
W.S. Holland - drums
June Carter - vocal
The Carter Family, The Statler Bros - vocals
Recorded live Jan/1969 at San Quentin Prison
1.
WANTED MAN
(Bob Dylan)
« © '68 Big Sky Music, SESAC »
Wanted man in California wanted man in Buffalo
Wanted man in Kansas City wanted man in Ohio
Wanted man in Mississippi wanted man In old Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working for some men who may not know at all who I might be
If you ever see me comin' and if you know who I am
Don't you breathe it to nobody cause you know I'm on the lam
Wanted man by Lucy Watson wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson wanted man in this Tex town
But I've had all that I wanted of a lot of things I had
And a lot more that I needed of something that turned out bad
[ guitar ]
I got sidetracked in El Paso stopped to get myself a nap
Went the wrong way into Juarez with Juanita on my lap
Then I went to sleep in Shreveport woke up in Abilene
Wondering why the hell I'm wanted at some town halfway between
Wanted man in Albuquerque wanted man in Siera Cruz
Wanted man in Tallahassee wanted man in Baton Rouge
There's somebody set to grab me anywhere that I might be
And wherever you might look tonight you might get a glimpse of me
Wanted man in California...
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2.
WRECK OF THE OLD 97
(Johnny Cash - Bob Johnson - Norman Blake)
« © '57 Unichappell Music, BMI / Slapich Music, BMI »
Well they gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
Said Steve you're way behind time
This is not 38 this is old 97 put her into Spencer on time
Then he turned around and said to his black greasy fireman
Shovel on a little more coal
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain watch old 97 roll
[ guitar ]
And then a telegram come from Washington station this is how it read
Oh that brave engineer that run old 97 he's laying in old Danville dead
Cause he was goin' down the grade makin' 90 miles an hour
His whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
Scalded to death by the steam (one more time)
[ guitar ]
So now all you ladies you better take a warning from this time on and learn
Never speak harsh words to your true lovin' husband
He may leave you and never return poor boy
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3.
I WALK THE LINE
(Johnny Cash)
« © '56 House Of Cash, BMI »
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds because you're mine I walk the line
I find it very very easy to be true I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes I'll admit that I'm a fool for you because you're mine I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right because you're mine I walk the line
You've got a way to keep me on your side you give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide because you're mine I walk the line
I keep a close watch...
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4.
DARLING COMPANION
(John Sebastian)
« © '68 Alley Music, BMI »
[ with June Carter ]
Darlin' companion come on and give me understandin'
And let me be your champion a hand to hold your pretty hand in
Darlin' companion now you know you'll never be abandon
Love will always light our landin' I can depend on you
Oh little saucy mare like you should have a steed
Oh little bridle down from you is what I need
Darlin' companion now you know you'll never be abandon
Love will always light our landin' I can depend on you
[ guitar ]
Darlin' companion come on and give me understandin'
As long as we keep laughin' then remind just what it happen
Darlin' companion I tell the mountains and the canyons
Long as I got legs to stand on I'm gonna stick by you
Oh little saucy mare...
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5.
STARKVILLE CITY JAIL
(Johnny Cash)
« © '68 Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
Well I left my motel room down at the Starkville Motel
The town had gone to sleep and I was feelin' fairy well
I strolled along the sidewalk neath the sweet magnolia trees
I was whis'lin' pickin' flowers swayin' in the southern breeze
I found myself surrounded one policeman said that's him
Come along wild flower child don't you know that it's two a.m.
They're bound to get you cause they got a curfew
And you go to the Starkville city jail
Well they threw me in the car and started drivin' into town
I said what the hell did I do and he said shutup and sit down
Well they emptied out my pockets took my pills and guitar picks
I said wait my name is aw shut up well I sure was in a fix
The sergeant put me in a cell then he went home for night
I said come back here you so and so I ain't bein' treatin' right
Well they're bound to get you cause they got a curfew
And you go to the Starkville city jail
I started pacin' back and forth and now and then I'd yell
And kick my 40 dollar shoes against the steel door of my cell
I'd walk awhile and kick awhile and all night nobody came
Then I sadly remembered that they didn't even take my name
At eight a.m. they let me out I said gimme them things of mine
They gave me a sneer and a guitar pick and a yellow dandelion
They're bound to get you cause they got a curfew
And you go to the Starkville city jail and you go to the Starkville city jail
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6.
SAN QUENTIN
(Johnny Cash)
« © '68 Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
San Quentin you've been livin' hell to me
You hosted me since 1963
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen 'em die
And long ago I stopped askin' why
San Quentin I hate every inch of you
You've cut me and you scarred me through and through
And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man
Mr Congresman you can't understand
[ guitar ]
San Quentin what good do you think you do
Do you think I'll be diff'rent when you're through
You bent my heart and mind and you ward my soul
Your stone walls turn my blood a little cold
San Quentin may you rot and burn in hell
May your walls fall and may I live to tell
May all the world forget you ever stood
And may all the world regret you did no good
San Quentin I hate every inch of you
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7.
SAN QUENTIN
(Johnny Cash)
« © '68 Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
San Quentin you've been livin' hell to me
You hosted me since 1963
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen 'em die
And long ago I stopped askin' why
San Quentin I hate every inch of you
You've cut me and you scarred me through and through
And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man
Mr Congresman you can't understand
[ guitar ]
San Quentin what good do you think you do
Do you think I'll be diff'rent when you're through
You bent my heart and mind and you ward my soul
Your stone walls turn my blood a little cold
San Quentin may you rot and burn in hell
May your walls fall and may I live to tell
May all the world forget you ever stood
And may all the world regret you did no good
San Quentin I hate every inch of you
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8.
BOY NAMED SUE
(Shel Silverstein)
« © '68 Evil Eye Music, BMI »
Well my daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to Ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left he went and named me Sue
Well he must have thought it was quite a joke
And it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks
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 ye 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
Roamed from town to town to hide my shame
But I made me vow to the moon and stars
I'd search the honky tonks and bars
And kill that man that gave me that awful name
Well it was Gatlinsburg in mid July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry
I'd 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 that dirty mangy dog that named me Sue
Well I knew that sneak was my own sweet dad
From a wornout picture that my mother 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 my name is Sue how do you do now you're gonna die
Yeah that's what I told him
Well I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down but to my surprice
He got 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
Kickin' and a gougin' in the mud and the blood and the beer
I tell you I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when
He kicked like a mule and bit like a crocodile
I heard him laughin' and I heard him cussin'
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first
He stood there looking at me and I saw him smile
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 you along
So I gave you that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's that name that helped to make you strong
Yeah he said now you have just fought one helluva fight
And I know you hate me and you've got the right
To kill me now and I wouldn't blame you if you do
But you oughta thank me before I die
For the gravel in your guts and the spit in your eye
Because I'm the son of a bitch that named you Sue
Yeah what could I do what could I do
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
Called him Pa and he called me son
And I come away with a different point of view
And I think about him now and then
Every time I tried every time I win
And if I ever have a son
I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George anything but Sue
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9.
(THERE'LL BE) PEACE IN THE VALLEY
(Thomas A. Dorsey)
« © '39 Unichappell Music, BMI »
Well I'm tired and so weary but I must go along
Till the Lord comes and calls calls me away oh yes
And the morning's so bright and the lamb is the light
And the night night is as black as the sea oh yes
(There'll be peace in the valley for me some day)
There will be peace in the valley for me oh Lord I pray
(There'll be no sadness no sorrow oh my Lord no trouble I see)
There will be peace in the valley for me
Well the bear will be gentle and the wolf will be tame
And the lion shall lay down by the lamb oh yes
And the beast from the wild will be lead by a child
And I'll be changed changed from this creature that I am oh yes
(There'll be peace in the valley...
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10.
FOLSOM PRISON BLUES
(Johnny Cash)
« © '56 House Of Cash, BMI »
Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine
Then I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison that's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
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