I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town, I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his … - Johnny Cash

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.

There's always been a lot of things wrong with the country, but it's always been our obligation and opportunity to help straighten those things out.

I do my best to hide this low-down feelin'. I try to make believe there's nothing wrong. But they're always askin me about you, darlin' 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 comin' home?'