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
~~*~~
~~~*Finale*~~~
His second half of life
He had June and the kids
Some folks don't deserve it
Oh, but John sure did...
~~*~~
~~~*Finale*~~~
His second half of life
He had June and the kids
Some folks don't deserve it
Oh, but John sure did...
~~*~~
Teresa Lynn Johnson
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