But roll around heaven all day Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do Up in the mornin', out on a job Work like the devil for my pay While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do Fussed with my woman Toil for my kids Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray

It's too late, she's gone. She's gone, yes she's gone. And I wonder does she know When she left me, it hurt me so. I need your love babe, please don't make me wait. Tell me it's not too late. It's too late, my baby's gone. Wish I had told her she was my

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

Verse 1:(Kris Kristofferson) E A E A I'm gonna steal a silver stallion,with not a mark upon his silky hide E A E

Against the wind CHORUS (ALL): We were running against the wind It seems like yesterday, but it was a long time ago She was lovely, she was the queen of my nights There in the darkness with the radio, playin' low The secrets that we shared, the mountains

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

The rhythm keeps me living There's a sad song singer coming With the rockabilly blues But have you heard the news I took a tour to Texas And from Waco I called you But day by day, no answer And I'm Big Bluebonnet blue I'm singing and they're dancing

The ring of fire, the ring of fire And it burns, burns, burns I fell into a burnin' ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames went higher Love is a burnin' thing And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire

These songs of freedom Redemption songs 'Cause all I ever had Old pirates, yes, they rob I Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit How long shall they kill our prophets While we stand aside and look? Some say it's just a part of it

I hear the train a comin' It's rollin' 'round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine Since, I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom Prison And time keeps draggin' on But that train keeps a-rollin' On down to San Antone When I was just a baby