John Hardy was a desparate little man Strapped on a gun everday Shot down a man on the West Virginia line We all seen John Hardy get away We all seen
Drive that train, Drive that train, Drive that train on down the track Drive that train Drive that train on down the track Johnny Cash is on that train
It always seems to linger The pain it doesn't lie Builds down deep inside My soul it doesn't die First, there was some anger Loss of confidence and pride
Ever been lost? Ever felt completely alone? Feel like your sleeping? What are you dreaming of? You see a mirror Casting reflections of me and you What
Chorus: I'm going down that long lonesome road lord, lord I'm going down that long lonesome road I'm going down that long lonesome road lord, lord I ain
The wind is blown around the cabin I hate to hear that lonesome sound Cause I'm all alone Oh and so downhearted Since my true love, she let me down
Winding down the dusty trail from Cathedral Butte Walking towards the canyon floor playing Anasasi flutes. Eagles flying overhead beneath the desert sky
When you get the notion drink of that potion Just walk slow across town until you reach Mrs. Brown's There's no need to worry or be in a hurry Just tell
Outside and Inside It's all part of the same life You don't have to run and hide Keep your eyes open for the rising tide Outside and Inside Where do
Hey, Hey, I'm out on the road Hey, Hey, I'm out on the road Got no worries, get in the car and roll! Hey, hey, I'm headed way down south Hey, hey, I
My baby's gone home to stay today Yesterday she wasn't far enough away Chorus: It don't matter what she says It don't matter what she do Can't stay away
gone by so fast Since those trips to the hills where you lived When I was young you were always so strong You seemed to have the world on a string Chorus
She was a smart girl But she didn't think The well was full Still there's nothing to drink Got some money Still don't make no sense How a girl like this
Panama Red, Panama Red He'll steal your woman, then he'll rob your head Panama Red, Panama Red On his white horse, Mescalito He come breezin' through
Well a funny thing happened at a gig the other day When a man approached me with a resume' And said 'if you need any help, then I'm your man.' He said
Imagine standing on a mountain top in Utah Seashells at your feet Ravens rising everwhere Their crying fills the air Makes it hard to believe Ten thousand
Driving down the highway miles from home It's been that way since the day we started to roam. This is what we wanted, hey look what we've got. Got to
Pedro wakes in the morning Sun is shining, the birds are singing. Other children are calling The gangs all here and there's no time for waiting. As they