Friday, April 24, 2015

JOHNNY CASH

When Johnny sang at Folsom ,  bared the grace he had
Aware that he'd been blessed, and was giving something back
Compelled by,  what some can't understand
Empathy
For the plight of man
He'd walked up a fractured road
He'd come to know too well
And through the gift of music
Johnny shared himself

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Working in the fields of cotton
Oppression and death
Living through the great depression
All that he had left
Was a fractured road
And the talents he possessed
Was an uphill path 
For Johnny Cash
~~*~~

Well,  John was liberated, from his own walk through hell
After years of sharing, all he could about himself
Compelled by, what some can't understand
Compassion
For his fellow man

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
The Good Lord and  the Carters , never left the man alone
filled the cracks with love, on that road he'd traveled on
Had the same influence in their bones....
It was music
Genius don't desert their own...

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Working in the fields of cotton
Oppression and death
Living through the great depression
All that he had left
Was a fractured road
And the talents he possessed
Was an uphill path 
For Johnny Cash
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright© 2015
Wrdspnr@aol.com

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

MILLER CREEK

Just two kids in high school
When he shyly kissed my cheek
Watching the sun set 
Up on Miller Creek
And I swear that my heart still pounds 
Every time that sun goes down
Behind the peaks...
Up Miller Creek

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Oh, meet me up Miller Creek
Kiss the life back into me
Talk about the sunsets spent apart
Miller Creek...
Where that boy stole my heart
~~*~~

Still young, first college summer
My resolve was weak
Marriage would come later
First came Miller Creek
And when he became a Soldier
A claimed heart broke in half
Knew it wouldn't be the same
Until that boy came back
To be with me...
Up Miller Creek

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Back where it all started, and I know that it will end
Faithful as the rains that fall, and never ending winds
As sure as desire, to be loved, runs true and deep
My heart waits...
Up Miller Creek

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Oh, meet me up Miller Creek
Kiss the life back into me
Talk about the sunsets spent apart
Miller Creek...
Where that boy stole my heart
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright ©2015
Wrdspnr@aol.com