Johnny Cash - From Sea To Shining Sea (1968) by Johnny Cash (보컬) on maniadb.com

The beautiful spacious skies the amber waves of grain
To the majestic purple mountains above the fruited plain
God did shed his grace from sea to shining sea on you and me
From Sleepy Hollow mountain country to the swamps of Okefenokee
To Guthrie Oklahoma to Hibbing Minnesota
To Grants Pass Oregon to Stone Pipe Wells California
From Texas to Montana from California to Maine
In the sunny days the winter snow from Arizona sand
To Cherokee North Carolina to Tarpen Springs Florida
America it's time to be refreshed recalled to memory
God did shed his grace on Thee from sea to shining sea
The land is big the best is free sand and surf grass and tree from sea to shining sea
(God shed his grace on me)
And crown Thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea

A little girl woke up deep in the dark and started cryin'
The mother brought a light and held her daughter tight
She thought it was so strange to hear a little girl of nine
Cry call daddy from the mine call daddy from the mine
[ guitar ]
Her mother wiped the tears and said see honey you're only dreaming
Your dad must work today he has to draw his pay
She left her then but still could hear her cry time after time
Call daddy from the mine call daddy from the mine

Then the countryside was shaken by a mighty rumble
And fear for miles around was the trembling of the ground
The little girl was fast asleep yet cried out one more time
Call daddy from the mine call daddy from the mine
[ guitar ]
Ten thousand tears and two weeks later deep in the smoking ground
A dying man was found had survived all those around
He'd quickly crawled to a fresh air pocket barely just in time
When he heard his own child whine call daddy from the mine
Call daddy from the mine call daddy from the mine

There was an old stone-cutter who lived in a cabin on the mountain side
And the old stone-cutter knew it won't be long before he died
And all around his cabin were statues the man had made
Statues that the buyers said were all of a mediocre grade
With his calloused hands he lit a lamp and laid down his head on his handmade table
And he softly whispered Lord I'm old and shaky and I'm hardly able
But give me strenght and wisdom and give me a week at least
And I'll climb up to the top of this mountain and chisel out a masterpiece
The very next morning he felt new strenght
And he took his brand new hammer and the sharpest chisel
He began to climb the mountain his old feet slipping in the freezing dizzle
When he finally reached the top he shouted to a world that didn't hear
I'll carve my masterpiece out of this marble boulder here
So the hammer beat the chisel and he hammered till an image grew
Then he stopped to look it over to appraise his work when he was through
It was a boy carrying a crippled boy and the old man said it isn't my masterpiece
I'll call it charity and then a masterpiece of mine will be
So the hammer beat the chisel til another immage in a marbel grew
Then the wind began to blowing and he sat and rested when he was through
It was the image of a mother holding her child
He said this is love as the world would know
But it isn't my masterpiece and he began again as it began to snow
The hammer beat the chisel as the snow fell harder and the wind grew and grew
He fell to his knees holding a stone and he threw down his hammer and his chisel too
He lay frozen face down in the snow but one hand was held for the world to see
Cut in the marble was his masterpice three neatly carved letters GOD

Like a sweet rippling mountain stream
Goes the sound of the banjo on Cripple Creek
Never beginning never ending just rippling on and on
So does the land just ripple on and on
As a heart gets soft on a woman so can the heart get soft on the land
And to fall in love with a woman as well as the land is to surely be in love

I stayed away too long I know and every day was slow to go
Every night I dreamed I was here it's been a mighty lonely year
Every mile I needed you I kinda hope that you needed me too
Everywhere I saw your face around every town I was in
This old familiar place welcomed me again
Back to where I belonged to be back to you and Tennessee
Back to you and Tennessee

Beside the Cumberland River where the grass is soft and sweet
We ran across the fields of cedar hiding from the noisy streets
And when the leaves fell from the cold the stars were silver the moon was gold
I said it's yours with love from me
I'm planting my roots in this ground and when they look for me I'll be found
With something that is part of me you and Tennessee
Back with you and Tennessee

Do they ask you where I am or where I've been
Do they ever say where is the lonely friend
Is my name whispered in your bedside prayers
Do you feel a vacant spot beside you there

Well there's always one more path that I must walk
And there's people I should sit down with and talk
And somebody might appreciate the flowers I could bring
So there's always another song to sing
[ dobro ]
Do you tell them I was wilder than the wind
Do you remember that I needed lots of friends
And at other times I'd rather be alon
Where I could not be found when I was gone

Well there's always one more canyon to explore
To touch the things left by those gone before
At the top of the tiniest hill I can feel like I'm a king
And there's always another song to sing

While traveling this land from border to border and from sea to sea
There have a few occasions to leave the beaten path and to find the place
And quiet that's good for thought and just walking through a trackless forest
Or exploring ruins of the earliest settlers or walking along a creekbed
Hoping to find a relic such as a tomahawk an axe
Or even an arrowhead left by a race of long since vanished Indians
There's a great thrill and it's a wonderful feeling to find a flint arrowhead

Over fields of new turned sod and in communion with my God I walked alone
In a furrow bed I found an arrowhead chiseled from stone
I don't know how long ago some redman drew his bow on its last fight
Or did he drop it here afraid white men were near to attack at night
I do know this one thing beyond all questioning it was made to kill
And proof of a master trade is in this arrowhead he made fashioned with skill
That I inherited this ground is denied by this stone I've found but when and by who
Come join me in my tracks then let's stop and look back to the vale and through
In love and peace we'll see the shadows and the trees and voices too
But quietly slowly tread this home of the forgotten dead whose bones are dust
I'm proud that their craftsmen's skill survives the ages still left in my trust

Turn on the speak it's the first time I get to talk on the speak cause you know okay
Darn those smart alec crazy cajon boy come in to my nice clean kitchens
And get into my pantry get my blackberry jim jam that I'd pick blackberries
And make a jim jam in the winter time to take out on the shrimpin' boat
And bring in a foldin' wads of wonderous waddy for my little wienies
And they come in to my blackberry jim jam in the pantry and get them all over
The nice clean kitchen table cloth the smart alec cajon boy well play the music

Well the Gulf it got a grassy bottom settin' where the rock is there
And that's where I've been goin' for the shrimpin' sailin'
Leapin' cross the grassy moss bringing in a briny bin
Makin' folds of wonderous waddy for the living that I'm lovin'
Where they creep and crawl and flip and flap and flob and dangle dobbin'
Sponge a fouler drag em holler more a course the ocean horse

Well the Gulf it got a grassy bottom settin' where the rock is there
And that's where I've been goin' for the shrimpin' sailin'
Till it's time to haul 'em and come back in with the briny bin
Of soddy bodies dressed in dandy eatin' carmel candy
Makin' me and all by babies foldin' wads of wonderous waddy
For the livin' that I'm lovin' in between the shrimpin' sailin'

Gulf it got a grassy bottom settin' where the rock is there
Leapin' cross the grassy moss bringing in a briny bin
Makin' folds of wonderous waddy for the living that I'm lovin'
Where they creep and crawl and flip and flap and flob and dangle dobbin'
Sponge a fouler drag em holler more a course the ocean horse
Till it's time to haul 'em come back in with the briny bin
Of soddy bodies dressed in dandy carmel candy eatin' chicken
Fingel lickin' dancin' rancin' mancin' tancin'
Makin' me and all by babies foldin' wads of wonderous waddy

There's alot of strange men in cellblock ten
But the strangest of em' all
Was a friend of mine who spent his time
Starin at the wall...
Starin at the wall...

In his hand was a note that his gal had wrote
Proving crime don't pay
Was the very same gal he robbed and stole for
Wanting thier wedding day...
Wanting thier wedding day...

As he looked at the wall
So strong and tall
I heard him softely curse
Nobody at all ever climed that wall
But I'm gonna be the first...
I'm gonna be the first...

Then the warden walked by and said son don't try
I'd hate to see you fall
Cause there is no doubt they'll carry you out
If you ever touch that wall...
If you ever touch that wall...

Well a years gone by since he made his try
But I can still recall
How hard he tried and the way he died
But he never made that wall...
He never made that wall...

Well there's never been a man who shook this camp
But I knew a man who tried
The newspapers called it a jailbreak plan
But I know it was sucide...
I know it was sucide...