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Johnny Cash / Jhnny Cash: American V - A Hundred Highways (2006)
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| | It should be a while before I see doctor death, So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath. |
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| | Well I'm not the crying nor the whining kind, 'Til I hear the whistle of the Three-Oh-Nine. |
| - | D | A | C | A |
| Of the Three-Oh- | Nine, of the Three-Oh- | Nine. Put me and my box on the | Three-Oh- | Nine. |
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| Take me to the depot, Put me to bed, Blow an electric fan on my | knarly old | head. |
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| Everybody take a look, see I'm doing fine, Then load my box on the | Three-Oh- | Nine. |
| D | A | C | A |
| On the Three-Oh- | Nine, on the Three-Oh- | Nine. Put me and my box on the | Three-Oh- | Nine. |
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| Hey sweet baby kiss me hard, Draw my bath water, | Sweep my | yard. |
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| Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow, I wouldn't give a hootin' hell for my | journey | now |
| D | A |
| On the Three-Oh- | Nine, On the Three-Oh- | Nine. |
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| I hear the sound of a railroad train, The whistle blows and I'm | gone | again. |
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| It will take me higher than a Georgia pine, Stand back children it's a | Three-Oh- | Nine. |
| D | A | C | A |
| It's a Three-Oh- | Nine, It's a Three-Oh- | Nine. Put me and my box on a | Three-Oh- | Nine. |
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| A chicken in the pot, A turkey in the corn, I haven't felt this good since | jubilee | morn'. |
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| Talk about luck, well I got mine, Asthma comin' down like the | Three-Oh- | Nine. |
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| Write me a letter, sing me a song, Tell me all about it what | I did | wrong. |
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| Meanwhile I will be doing fine, Then load my box on the | Three-Oh- | Nine. |
| D | A | C | A |
| On the Three-Oh- | Nine, On the Three-Oh- | Nine. Gonna get outta here on the | Three-Oh- | Nine. |
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