Johnny Cash With His Hot and Blue Guitar Album

Artist(s): Johnny Cash

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Tracklist

Rock Island Line

length: 2:11
producer: Sam Phillips
writer: Lead Belly

Now this here's a story about the Rock Island Line
Well the Rock Island Line she runs down into New Orleans
There's a big tollgate down there and you know
If you got certain things on board when you go through the tollgate
Well you don't have to pay the man no toll
Well a train driver he pulled up to the tollgate
And a man hollered and asked him what all he had on board and said

I got livestock
I got livestock
I got cows
I got pigs
I got sheep
I got mules
I got all live stock

Well he said you're alright boy you don't have to pay no toll
You can just go right on through so he went on through the tollgate
And as he went through he started pickin' up a little bit of speed
Pickin' up a little bit of steam
He got on through he turned and looked back at the man he said

Well I fooled you
I fooled you
I got pigiron
I got pigiron
I got old pigiron

[Chorus]
Down the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road
Rock Island Line it's the road to ride
Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road
Well if you ride it you got to ride it like you find it
Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line

Looked cloudy in the west and it looked like rain
Round the curve came a passenger train
North bound train on a southbound track
He's alright a leavin' but he won't be back

[Chorus]

Oh I may be right and I may be wrong
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Well the engineer said before he died
There were two more drinks that he'd like to try
The conductor said what could they be
A hot cup of coffee and a cold glass of tea

[Chorus]

(I Heard That) Lonesome Whistle

length: 2:25
producer: Sam Phillips
lyricist: Jimmie Davis, Hank Williams, Jimmie Davis, Hank Williams
composer: Hank Williams, Jimmie Davis, Hank Williams, Jimmie Davis
I was riding number nine heading south from Carolina
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
Just a kid acting smart I went and broke my darlings heart
They took me off that Georgia main locked me to a ball and chain
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
I'll be locked in this cell till my body's just a shell
I'll never see that girl of mine I'm in Georgia doing time
I herd that lonesome whistle blow

Country Boy

length: 1:51
producer: Sam Phillips
composer: Johnny Cash
lyricist: Johnny Cash
Country boy, ain't got no shoes
Country boy, ain't got no blues
Well, you work all day while you're waiting to play
In the sun and the sand, with cheeks of tan
But at the end of the day, when your work is done
You ain't got nothing but fun

Country boy, you got a shaggy dog
Country boy, up a hollow log
Well, he comes in a run, when you pick up your gun
And with a shell or two, and your dog and you
When you get your rabbit, you'll skin his hide
He's gonna be good fried

Country boy, you got a lot to lose
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes

Country boy, ain't got no ills
Country boy, don't owe no bills
You got a wiggly worm and then you watch him squirm
While you put him on a hook and you drop him in a brook
If everything's gonna turn out right, you're gonna fry fish tonight

Country boy, got a lot to lose
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes

Country boy, you got work to do
Country boy, in the morning dew
You gotta plant the seed, you gotta cut the weeds
There's many a row you know you gotta hoe
When it's quitting time, and your work is through
There's a lot if life in you

Country boy, you lucky thing
Country boy, I wish I was you, and you were me

If the Good Lord’s Willing

length: 1:43
producer: Sam Phillips
composer: Jerry Reed

If the good Lord's willing and the creek stays down
I'll be in your arms time the moon come around
For a taste of love that's shining in your eyes
If the rooster crows at the crackin' of the dawn
I'll be there just as sure as you're born

If the good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise
I'll comb my hair down brush my teeth
Shine up slick up dress up neat
Get everything looking just right

'Cause I want to look pretty when I see you tonight
Just as sure as the rabbits are a jumping in the hollow
I'll be there you can bet your bottom dollar
If the good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise

If the good Lord's willing and the creek stays low
I'll be there a knockin' at your door
With a hug and a kiss for the one I idolize
I'll wear my suit, my Sunday best, I'll be there lookin' my best

If the good Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise
I'll feed the mules and stop the hogs feed the cows and chop all the logs
Get all of my working done cause tonight we're gonna have lots of fun
Just as sure as there ever was a preacher man
I'll be there with a ring for your hand

If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise

Cry! Cry! Cry!

length: 2:29
producer: Sam Phillips
guitar: Luther Perkins and Johnny Cash
vocal: Johnny Cash
double bass: Marshall Grant
composer: Johnny Cash
lyricist: Johnny Cash
Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down.
I think you only live to see the lights of town.
I wasted my time when I wouldn't try, try, try.
When the lights have lost their glow you're gonna cry,cry, cry.

I lie awake at night and wait 'til you come in.
You stay a little while and then you're gone again.
Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie.
For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry.
When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own,
You're gonna cry, cry, cry.

Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone.
You'll wake up some cold day and find you're all alone.
You'll call to me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye."
When I tun around and walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry.

When your fickle little love gets old, no one will care for you.
You'll come back to me for a little love that's true.
I'll tell you no and you gonna ask me why, why, why?
When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry.

You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone,
When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own.
You're gonna cry, cry, cry.

You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me there,
It'll hurt when you think of the fool you've been.
You're gonna cry, cry, cry.

Remember Me (I’m the One Who Loves You)

producer: Sam Phillips
lead vocals: Johnny Cash
composer: Stuart Hamblen
lyricist: Stuart Hamblen
When you're all alone and blue
No one to tell your troubles to
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you

When this world has turned you down
And not a true friend can be found
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you

And through all kinds of weather
You'll find I'll never change
Through the sunshine and the shadows
I'll always be the same

We're together right or wrong
Where you go I'll tag along
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you

(And through all kinds of weather
You'll find I'll never change)
Through the sunshine and the shadows
I'll always be the same

We're together right or wrong
Where you go I'll tag along
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you

So Doggone Lonesome

length: 2:37
producer: Sam Phillips
composer: Johnny Cash
lyricist: Johnny Cash
I do my best to hide this lowdown feelin'
I try to make believe there's nothing wrong
But they're always asking me about you darling
And it hurts me so to tell 'em that you're gone
If they ask me I guess I'd be denyin'
That I've been unhappy all alone
But if they heard my heart they'd hear it cryin'
Where's my darling, when's she coming home

I ask myself a million times what's right for me to do
To try to lose my blues alone or hang around for you
But I make it pretty good until that moon comes shining through
And that I get so doggone lonesome

Time stands still when you're a waitin'
Sometimes I think my heart is stoppin' too
One lonely hour seems forever
Sixty minutes more to wait for you
But I guess I'll keep waitin' till you're with me cause I believe that loving you is right
But I don't care if the sun don't rise tomorrow if I can't have you with me tonight

Well I know I'll keep on loving you
'Cause true love can't be killed
I ought to get you off of my mind
But I guess I never will
I could have a dozen others
But I know I'd love you still
'Cause I get so doggone lonesome

I Was There When It Happened

length: 2:17
producer: Sam Phillips
bass: Marshall Grant
vocal: Johnny Cash
acoustic guitar: Johnny Cash
electric guitar: Luther Perkins
background vocals: Luther Perkins and Marshall Grant
writer: Fern Jones, Jimmie Davis
There are some people,who say we cannot tell,
Whether we are saved or, whether all is well;
They say we only can hope and, trust that it is so,
But I was there when it happened and I guess I ought to know.

Chorus
Yes, I know when Jesus saved me (yes, He saved my soul),
The very moment He forgave me (yes, He made me whole);
He took away my heavy burden (yes, He took my sin and),
And He gave me peace within (gave me peace within).
Satan can't make me doubt it (he can't make me doubt it),
It's real and I'm gonna shout it (I'm gonna shout it);
'Cause I was there when it happened (oh, my Lord),
and I guess I ought to know (yes, I ought to know).

Now, I don't care who tells me, salvation is not real,
Though the world may argue, that we cannot feel;
The heavy burdens lifted and the vile sins go,
But I was there when it happened and I guess I ought to know.

I Walk the Line

length: 2:45
producer: Sam Phillips and Bob Johnston
vocal: Johnny Cash
acoustic guitar: Johnny Cash
electric guitar: Luther Perkins
double bass: Marshall Grant
lyricist: Johnny Cash
composer: Johnny Cash
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine,
I walk the line

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit THAT I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine,
I walk the line

As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine,
I walk the line

You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, i walk the line

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine,
I walk the line

Thanks to Gabbster for the correction

Wreck of the Old ’97

length: 1:48
producer: Sam Phillips
named after: Old 97’s
writer: [traditional]
Well, they gave him his orders in Monroe, Virginian,
Said, "Steve, you're way behind time,
"This is not 38, this is Ol'97,
"Put her into Spencer on time."

Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman,
"Shovel on a little more coal.
And when we cross that White Oak mountain,
"Watch Ol'97 roll."

And then a telegram come from Washington station,
This is how it read,
"Oh that brave engineer that run '97,
"Is lyin' in Danville dead."

"Cause he was going down a grade making 90 miles an hour,
The whistle broke into a scream.
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle,
Scalded to death by the steam."

One more time!

Oh, now all you ladies you better take a warning,
From this time on and learn.
Never speak harsh to your true-lovin' husband,
He may leave you and never return.

Poor Boy.

I want to thank you. Yeah, it's good to see you

Folsom Prison Blues

length: 2:49
producer: Sam Phillips and Bob Johnston
vocal: Johnny Cash
guitar: Luther Perkins and Johnny Cash
double bass: Marshall Grant
lyricist: Johnny Cash
composer: Johnny Cash
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,
My Mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy,
Don't ever play with guns,"
But I shot a man in Reno,
Just to watch him die,
When I hear that whistle blowin',
I hang my head and cry.

I bet there's rich folks eatin',
In a fancy dining car,
They're probably drinkin' coffee,
And smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin',
I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a-movin',
And that's what tortures me.

Well, if they freed me from this prison,
If that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move out over a little,
Farther down the line,
Far from Folsom Prison,
That's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle,
Blow my blues away.

Doin’ My Time

length: 2:39
producer: Sam Phillips
lyricist: Jimmie Skinner
composer: Jimmie Skinner
On this rock pile, with my ball and chain.
They call me by a number not a name Lord, Lord.

[Chorus]
Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time.
With an aching heart, on that gal of mine.

You can here my hammer, you can hear my saw.
Gonna sing it like John Henry all day long Lord, Lord.

[Chorus]

When that old judge looked down at me.
Said I put you in that penitentiary Lord, Lord.

[Chorus]

Well now it won't be long, just a few more days.
They'll let me out of here I'm gonna stay Lord, Lord.

With that gal of mine, with that gal of mine.
She's a waited for me while I've done my time.