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Cash Johnny In My Life

named Johnny Who loved to play and sing When money wasn't king We'd all get so excited when John would give a show We'd raise the cash between us and

there My life, my heart, I gave My soul was in his care When I awoke My heart beat so And in the dark I saw a glow This was no dream He turned my

made my freedom so complete That I'm no slave to whistle, clock or bell Nor weak eyed prisoner of Waller Street Just let me live my life as I've begun

ll Admit My Steps Are Growing Wearier Each Day Still I've Got A Certain Journey On My Mind Lures Of This Old World Have Ceased To Make Me Want To Stay My

to city stick a stick and move HEY!! X daddy They call me Daddy X can I get a woot woot for my homeboy Tech (WOOT WOOT) Fuck checks we get paid in cash

for wars an' i'm, livin my life under the gun And umm, stay calm no harm, I'm alarmin 'em And that's the victom of the shorties in my grill Askin me

gold tooth look from a stiff right hook He's proud he took for his right wing stand on Vietnam Says, ?he lost his brother there? he yells out, ?Johnny Cash

my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Fuck up my high All I wanna say, "

on my neck, three blister and on my dick-end Clock tickin', sickin' and stickin' these rhymes inside of a beat When really nobody's listen White trash, Johnny No-Cash