Texty:
Cash Johnny The Man On The Hill

mill She sits down on a bearskin and she says you'll be my man I'll have me the best bearhunter in the hills A wild child was Tiger Whitehead and they

you corny niggaz askin' who is Johnny Blaze Get a late pass stinkin' ass sucker ass Now you sufferin' like succotash While Johnny Cash, makin' moves on

than blood I'm older than time molded from the divine How can you be so bold to think that you'll take mine? I'm cash like Johnny it's the highway man

train to Pionridge Mississippi see that levee there It's built to hold back the waters of Ol' Man River when he gets on a rampage And he gets on a

the country; and he's a country boy still. He looks down at the city lights; from his Hollywood hills. He's a Hollywood hillbilly, stearing along bearing willie, johnny cash

of the country; and he's a country boy still. He looks down at the city lights; from his Hollywood hills. He's a Hollywood hillbilly, stearing along bearing willie, johnny cash

askin who is .. Johnny Blaze? Get a late pass stankin-ass (ha) sucker ass Now you sufferin like succotash (wha-what-what) while Johnny Cash makin moves on

to dedicate this record right here to my main man Johnny Cash, a real American gangster I got my nephew Whitey Ford on the guitar Young Trev' on the drums

woman scream out that her lover's turning off, turning on the television. And I can't tell the difference between ABC news, Hill Street Blues and a preacher on