You can ask the people around me. I don't give up. I don't give up... and it's not out of frustration and desperation that I say I don't give up. I d… - Johnny Cash

There's always rhythm going in my mind. … I'm either singing them — June will tell you, I'm either singing them, or I have got the beat going from one, or I'm writing one.

A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm; A boy filled with wanderlust who really meant no harm. He changed his clothes and shined his boots; And combed his dark hair down. And his mother cried as he walked out.<p>Don't take your guns to town son; Leave your guns at home Bill. Don't take your guns to town.

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha and Omega's Kingdom come.