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Johnny Cash / Jhnny Cash: American V - A Hundred Highways (2006)

A -
It should be a while before I see doctor death, So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath.
A -
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.
 
A C A
Take me to the depot, Put me to bed, Blow an electric fan on my knarly old head.
A C A
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.
(solo I) |: A C A :|
A C A
Hey sweet baby kiss me hard, Draw my bath water, Sweep my yard.
A C A
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.
 
A C A
I hear the sound of a railroad train, The whistle blows and I'm gone again.
A C A
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.
(solo II) |: A C A :|
A C A
A chicken in the pot, A turkey in the corn, I haven't felt this good since jubilee morn'.
A C A
Talk about luck, well I got mine, Asthma comin' down like the Three-Oh-Nine.
 
A C A
Write me a letter, sing me a song, Tell me all about it what I did wrong.
A C A
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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