Johnny Cash
앨범 : American Recordings

Lord I've never lived
Where churches grow
I loved creation better as it stood
That day you finished it so long ago
And looked upon your work
And Called it good
I know that others
Find you in the light
That sifted down through
Tinted window panes
And yet I seem to
Feel you near tonight
In this dim quiet
Starlight on the plains
I thank you lord
That I'm placed so well
That you've made my freedom
So complete
That I'm no slave to whistle
Clock or bell
Nor weak Eyed prisoner
Of Waller Street
Just let me live my life
As I've begun
And give me work
That's open to the sky
Make me a partner
Of the wind and sun
And I won't ask a life
That's soft or high
Let me be easy
On the man that's down
Let me be square
And generous with all
I'm careless sometimes lord
When I'm in town
But never let them say
I'm mean or small
Make me as big
And open as the plains
And honest as the horse
Between my knees
Clean as a wind
That blows behind the rains
Free as the hawk that circles
Down the breeze
Forgive me lord
If sometimes I Forget
You know about the reasons
That are hid
You understand the things
That gall or fret
Well you knew me better
Than my mother did
Just keep an eye on all
That's done or said
And right me sometimes
When I turn aside
And guide me on that long
Dim trail ahead
That stretched upward
Toward the great divide
Oh bury me not
On the lone prairie
These words came low
And mournfully
From the Pallid lips
Of a youth who lay
On his dying bed
At the close of day
Oh bury me not
And his voice failed there
But we took no heed
To his dying prayer
In a shallow grave
Just six by three
We buried him there
On the lone prairie