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Cash Johnny American V A Hundred Highways

If heartaches brought fame, in love's crazy game I'd be a legend in my time If they gave gold statuettes for tears and regrets I'd be a legend in my time

myself Now I know, I just can't take it any more And with a humble heart on bended knee I'm beggin' You, please for help With a humble heart on bended

cried, "Lord, there must be a sure and easier way For it just cannot be that a man should lose hope every day" And I came to believe in a power much

a railroad train The whistle blows and I'm gone again It will take me higher than a Georgia pine Stand back children, it's a 309 It's a 309, it's a 309

I heard the laughter At the depot But my tears fell like the rain When I saw them place that low white casket In the baggage coach of the evening train

And I'll meet you further on up the road. Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my time Searchin' through the dust, lookin' for a sign If there's a

never thought I needed help before; I thought that I could get by - by myself. Now I know I just can't take it any more. With a humble heart, on bended

: You can run on for a long time, Run on for a long time, Run on for a long time, Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down. Sooner, or later, God'll

my mind, love, What a tale my thoughts could tell. Just like an old time movie, 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well. In a castle dark or a fortress strong