The Dark State Of Mind Index
Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:46 pm
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God's gonna cut you down By Johnny Cash
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 cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
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 cut you down
Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's down in the dark will be brought to the light
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 cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
I Hate Every-thing
He was sitting there beside me throwing doubles down
When he ordered up his third one he looked around
Then he looked at me and said I do believe I'll have one more
He said I hate this bar and I hate to drink but on second thought tonight I think
I hate everything
Then he opened up his billfold and a threw a twenty down
And a faded photograph fell out and hit the ground
And I picked it up and he said thank you bud I put it in his hand
He said I probably ought to throw this one away
Cause she's the reason I feel this way
I hate everything
I hate my job and I hate my life
And if it weren't my two kids I'd hate my ex-wife
I know I should move on and try to start again
But I just can't get over her leaving me for him
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring
And said I hate everything
Said that one bedroom apartment where I my mail
Is really not a home it's more like a jail
With a swimming pool and a parking lot view
Man it's just great
I hate summer, winter, fall, and spring
Red, and yellow, purple, blue, and green
I hate everything
Well I hate my job and I hate my life
And if it weren't my two kids I'd hate my ex-wife
I know I should move on and try to start again
But I just can't get over her leaving me for him
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring
And said I hate everything
So I pulled out my phone and I called my house
I said babe I'm coming home we are going to work this out
I paid for his drinks and I told him thanks
Thanks for everything
Many more miles were behind himThan he had left to go
Closing in upon that last one
We all must walk alone
It's the one across the end of the line
So we held on and we told stories
Of the good and bad in all
Of the power and the glory
And the lonely days that crawled
And he said heaven holds true love
And a satisfied mind.
He said I ain't afraid of dying
Cause I know there's something worse
When you have to see your reason for living go first
And you get left behind
Some can't think of nothing better
Than to live this life forever
I never wanted no more than was mine
And to lay down someday and go home
With a satisfied mind
He said don't look into the darkness
If you want to see true black
Look into a morning's brightness
When love ain't coming back
And you will find right there a darkness that blinds
And don't think wealth is ever having
All you want all to yourself
It is found when you are giving
What you have to someone else
The only difference in the rich and the poor
Is a satisfied mind
And one light began to fade
As one grew brighter
And he said I ain't afraid of dying
Cause I know there's something worse
When you have to see your reason for living go first
And you get left behind
Some can't think of nothing better
Than to live this life forever
I never wanted no more than was mine
And to lay down someday and go home
Let me lay down someday and go home
With a satisfied mind
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