Once more the great Johnny Cash offers a group of superb interpretations of some unusually interesting songs, many of them of his own composition. The folk ballad has a long and fascinating history, and from the genre have come some of America's finest songs, giving glimpses of history, of life as it was lived years ago and of many varieties of human experience. With the increasing speed and complexity of life these days, not many new ballads are being written, but among those that are, the ones from the pen of Johnny Cash stand at the top, and he presents some of his newest in this album, along with some old favorites for perspective.
Gifted with a voice particularly well suited for folk ballads, Johnny Cash also brings to them a special kind of understanding that heightens their impact. As he has demonstrated again and again, his warmth and sincerity build up a conviction that is shared by the listener, and, when he is singing his own songs, his performances are definitive.
He begins his program with Drink to Me, a kind of temperance message with echoes of Drink to Me Only with Thine Eyes threaded through it; what is heard here is a more contemporary arrangement of the basic theme. In Five Feet High and Rising Johnny offers a singularly convincing ballad of flood waters and the imminent threat they provide, while The Man on the Hill is a ballad of hard times that might have originated in the dust bowls in the thirties. Hank and Joe and Me tells a story of waterless miners making their way across a desert, while Clementine is an outstanding example of the narrative ballad form. The Great Speckled Bird, which closes the first half of the program, is a widely-known ballad of the religious variety, with a mystic approach unusual in such music.
In the second portion, Johnny begins with I Want to Go Home, a lively number with a delightful, quiet humor, and then changes pace with The Caretaker, a mournful morality tale of a hermit who has withdrawn from the world. An air of authentic history is the special feature of Old Apache Squaw, while Don't Step on Mother's Roses is a sentimental tale told in terms of country music. My Grandfather's Clock, of course, is an old favorite, and Johnny concludes his program with the simple philosophy of It Could Be You.
Whether singing folk ballads, hymns or any kind of song Johnny Cash has proved himself one of the most versatile and popular artists of today. He comes naturally by his feeling for the ballad form, having heard many of them in his home town of Dyess, Arkansas, and having himself sung many of them to entertain his family and friends. As he gained experience, he also gained confidence in his singing and playing, and began to compose songs and ballads himself. When he took some of his work to record companies, his potential was recognized at once, and indeed his first four songs were all huge successes. Since that time, he has appeared as a member of the cast of the Grand Ole Opry, and has started out on an equally promising career in movies. In this collection of ballads, Johnny is heard at his finest, singing songs of outstanding interest in his inimitable and uniquely expressive style.
JOHNNY CASH
SONGS OF OUR SOIL
Columbia CS-8148
September/1959
Produced by Don Law & Frank Jones
Luther Perkins - guitar
Marshall Grant - bass
Buddy Harman - drums
Marvin Hughes - piano
Recorded:
July 24/1958, Bradley Film & Recording Studio, Nashville (1)
July 23/1959, Bradley Film & Recording Studio, Nashville (12)
March 12/1959, Bradley Film & Recording Studio, Nashville (2-11)
1.
DRINK TO ME
(Johnny Cash)
« © '59 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
(Drink to me drink to me drink to me drink to me drink to me)
A rose a carnation the lily
And an orchid make such a pretty bouquet
But only the orchid was worthy of you
So I threw all the others away
Then you took the orchid and you breathed on its petals
And after a day or two
The flower still blooms but the scent's not the orchid‘s
It carries the savor of you
(Drink to me drink to me drink to me drink to me drink to me)
So if you're gonna drink to me drink with your eyes
And I'll never cry for wine
Or leave a kiss in an empty coffee cup
Then pass it from your lips to mine
Cause I've got a thirst burnin' way down in my soul
And honey from a sugar tree
Is not half as sweet as the air that you breathe
Honey come here and drink to me drink to me drink to me
(Drink to me drink to me drink to me drink to me drink to me)
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2.
FIVE FEET HIGH AND RISING
(Johnny Cash)
« © '59 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
How high is the water mama two feet high and risin'
How high is the water papa she said it's two feet high and risin'
But we can make it to the road in a homemade boat
Cause that's the only thing we got left that'll float
It's already over all the wheat and oats two feet high and risin'
How high is the water mama three feet high and risin‘
How high is the water papa she said it's three feet high and risin'
Well the hives are gone I lost my bees
Chickens're sleepin' in the willow trees
Cows in water up past their knees three feet high and risin'
How high is the water mama four feet high and risin'
How high is the water papa she said it's four feet high and risin'
Hey come look through the window pane
The bus is comin' gonna take us to the train
Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain four feet high and risin'
How high is the water mama five feet high and risin'
How high is the water papa she said it's five feet high and risin'
Well the rails are washed out north of town
We gotta head for higher ground
We can't come back till the water goes down five feet high and risin'
Well it's five feet high and risin'
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3.
MAN ON THE HILL
(Johnny Cash)
« © '59 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
Will we get cold and hungry will times be very bad
When we're needin' bread and meat where we gonna get it dad
We'll get it from the man in the house on the hill
Yes we will from the man on the hill
Ploughin' time is over still the fields are bare
How we gonna make a livin' with twenty acres to share
I'll beg for more land from the man on the hill yes I will
I'll ask the man on the hill
I ain't got no Sunday shoes that I can wear to town
Papa reckon the boss has got a pair of hand-me-downs
I'll go and ask the man in the house on the hill yes I will
I'll ask the man on the hill
Maybe he will help us maybe we'll get by
But who's gonna pay the dyin' bills if we all should die
We'll leave it to the man in the sky when we die
Yes we'll leave it to the man in the sky
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4.
HANK AND JOE AND ME
(Johnny Cash)
« © '59 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
In the desert where we searched for gold
The days're hot the nights're cold
Hank and Joe and me walked on so bold and brave and free
For days and days we fought the heat
I got so thirsty and I got so weak
And when I fell cause I couldn't go I heard Hank say to Joe
He's dyin' (dyin' dyin') for water
Hear him cryin' (cryin' cryin') for water
Well lay him down in the dust and sand
He said Joe you know he's a dyin' man
Leave him there and let him die
I can't stand to hear him cry for water
I don't remember how long I lay
But when I awoke it was the break of day
Buzzards circled miles ahead I knew Hank and Joe were dead
My eyes were dimmed but I could see
A bed of gold nuggets under me
Now I know that it won't be long till they decorate my bones
Cause I'm dyin' (dyin' dyin') for water
Can't help cryin' (cryin' cryin') for water
Well they laid me down in the dust and sand
He said Joe you know he's a dyin' man
Leave him there and let him die
I can't stand to hear him cry for water
He couldn't stand to hear me cry for water
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5.
CLEMENTINE
(Billy Mize - Buddy Mize)
« © '59 Central Songs, BMI »
(Oh my darling Clementine)
She knew that Cody was the man she wanted
But she had waited nearly all her life
Just one more trip to town to tell the boys goodbye
Then he'd be back to take her for his wife
(Don't you worry) Clementine
Cody saddled up and left his darlin'
Then rode to town to celebrate his plan
He told 'em this would be his last carousin'
I'm gonna settle down boys if I can
(With my darling) Clementine
Someone said it must have been past midnight
When Cody had to face a jealous man
Another story goes that no one really knows
But it seems there was a dancehall girl called Nan
(Don't you tell) Clementine
We do know that a shot or two was heard from some back room
Then there was a silence in the place
Just one more trip to town but all his chips were down
They found Cody lyin' on his face
(Softly callin') Clementine
So buddies make a monument to lay down at his head
Sure you hate to leave your pal behind
Mother help your daughter put her weddin' dress away
Cause Cody won't be ridin' back this time
(To his darlin') Clementine
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6.
GREAT SPECKLED BIRD
(Roy Carter - Guy Smith)
« © '36 Songs Of Universal, BMI »
What a beautiful thought I am thinking
Concernin' the great speckled bird
And to know that my name is recorded
On the pages of God's holy word
Desiring to lower her standards
They watch ev'ry move that she makes
They long to find fault with her teaching
But really she makes no mistakes
[ guitar ]
I am glad I have learned of her meekness
I am glad that my name is on her book
For I want to be one never fearing
The face of my Saviour to look
And when he cometh descending from heaven
On a cloud like he said in his word
I'll be joyfully carried to meet him
On the wings of the great speckled bird
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7.
I WANT TO GO HOME
(Johnny Cash)
« © '59 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
We sailed on the ship John B my grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinkin' all night got into a fight
Well I feel so homesick I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B sail see how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore let me go home
Let me go home why don't you let me go home
Well I feel so homesick I wanna go home
The first mate he got drunk broke up the people's trunk
Constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone why don't you leave me alone
Well I feel so homesick I wanna go home
Then the cook he caught the fits threw out all of my grits
Then he took and ate up all of my corn
Let me go home why don't you let me go home
Well this is the worst trip since I have been born
So hoist up the John B sail see how the mainsail sets...
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8.
CARETAKER
(Johnny Cash)
« © '59 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
I live in the cemetery ol' caretaker they call me
In the wintertime I rake the leaves
And in the summer I cut the weeds
When a funeral comes the people cry and pray
They bury their dead then they all go away
But through their grief I still can see
Their hate and greed and jealousy
So here I work and I somehow hide
From a world that rushes by outside
And each night when I rest my head
I'm contented as the peaceful death
But who's gonna cry when old John dies
Who's gonna cry when old John dies
Once I was a young man dashing with the girls
Now no one wants an old man I lost my handsome curls
But I wanna say when my time comes
Lay me facin' the risin' sun
Put me in the corner where where I buried my pup
Tell the preacher to pray then cover me up
Don't lay flowers where my head should be
Maybe God will let some grow from me
And all the little children that I love like my own
Will they be sorry that old John's gone
Who's gonna cry when old John dies
Who's gonna cry when old John dies
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9.
OLD APACHE SQUAW
(Johnny Cash)
« © '58 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
Old Apache squaw how many long lean years you saw
How many bitter winter nights shiverin' in a cold teepee shiverin' in a cold teepee
Old Apache squaw how many hungry kids you saw
How many bloody warriors runnin' to the sea fleein' to the sea
Well now they tell me that you saw Cochise
When he made his last stand
He said the next white man that sees my face
Is gonna be a dead white man
Old Apache squaw how many broken hearts you saw
How you've had misty eyes for years could that mist be tears
Could that mist be tears
Well now they tell me that you saw...
Old Apache squaw
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10.
DON'T STEP ON MOTHER'S ROSES
(Johnny Cash)
« © '59 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
We all were called to come back to the old home on the farm
Mother passed away what a mournful day
And as my daddy watched his eyes were filled with pain and hurt
When someone stepped upon a rose and crush it in the dirt
Don't step on mother's roses daddy cried
She planted them the day she was my bride
And ev'rytime I see a rose I see her smilin' face
She made my darkest days look bright round the old homeplace
Don't step on mother's roses let them grow
The way they did since many years ago
They'll bloom for me each year and I'll have mother near
Don't step on mother's roses let 'em grow
Years have passed away and how the old homeplace has changed
Daddy had to go we all miss him so
Children pick the roses as they go along the way
But when their petals are abused I hear my daddy say
Don't step on mother's roses...
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11.
MY GRANDFATHER'S CLOCK
(arr. Johnny Cash)
« © '56 House Of Cash, BMI »
My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half than the ole man himself
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more
It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born
And was always his treasure and pride
But it stopped short never to go again when the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering his life seconds numbering
It stopped short never to go again when the old man died
My grandfather said that of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he found
For it wasted no time and had but one desire
At the close of each week to be wound
And it kept in it's place not a frown upon it's face
And it's hands never hung by its side
But it stopped short never to go again when the ole man died
It rang an alarm in the dead of the night
An alarm that for years had been dong
And we knew that his spirit was plooming for flight
That his hour for departure had come
Still the clock kept the time with a soft and muffled chime
As we silently stood by his side
But it stopped short never to go again when the ole man died
Ninety years without slumbering...
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12.
IT COULD BE YOU (INSTEAD OF HIM)
(Vic McAlpin - Glenn D. Tubb)
« © '59 House Of Cash, BMI / Unichappell Music, BMI »
If you should meet some lonely soul
Who on this earth can't reach his goal
And he's travelin' down the road so dark and dim
Lend a hand say a prayer
Give a smile that he might share
But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him
(But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him)
Befriend each stranger in the night
Help to make his burdens light
Lift up the fallin' ones and be a friend
Shed a tear share a sigh
Share his fears don't pass him by
But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him
(It could be you instead of him)
Shed a tear share a sigh
Share his fears don't pass him by
But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him
(It could be you instead of him)
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