Texty:
Cash Johnny Blood Sweat And Tears

Another man done gone (another man done gone) Another man done gone another man done gone another man done gone Another man done gone (another man done

railroad bum", and he slammed the boxcar door Well, he put me off in Texas, a state, I dearly love The wide open spaces all around me, the moon and

me run And I guess, I probably will some day I'd rather be dead than to live this way He's well fed and he's six foot tall And he's a meanest of them

from town Papa was a driller on a wildcat crew And my mama never was around I learn to cuss when I was two And fight when I was three And by the time

male with the Holy Grail, drink from it I keep an eye on heaven and an ear to the street And spread a thick layer of blood, sweat and tears on the beats

male with the Holy Grail, drink from it I keep an eye on heaven and a ear to the street And spread a thick layer of blood, sweat and tears on the beats