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I Don't Know Where I'm Bound
Johnny Cash
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Thank you very much
I have to sit down for-
Okay, we'll, we'll do that for you, just a minute, thank you
There's a young man here at, at uh San Quentin
Tonight I wrote a song that I just
Saw written down on paper for the first time yesterday
He sent me the sheet music on it, and I don't know anyone that reads music
Except, maybe Helen
And um, I liked the lyrics so much I started singing my own tune to it
You know, the first thing that come to my mind-
Hey, let me see that, let's just try a little bit of it right here
I don't know where I'm bound
I don't know where I'm bound
Whistles calling me away
Leaving at the break of day
And I don't know where I'm bound
Can't stand bars, locks, or doors
Mean cops, insanity, and wars
Gotta find a place of peace
'Til then, my traveling won't cease
But I don't know where I'm bound
There's gotta be a place for me
Under some green growing tree
Clear cool water running by
An unfettered view of the sky
But I don't know where I'm bound
When I die, don't bury me
'Cause then I must be free
Cremate my body with a grin
Throw my ashes to the wind
'Cause I don't know where I'm bound
I don't know where I'm bound
I don't know where I'm bound
Whistles calling me away
Leaving at the break of day
And I don't know where I'm bound
Got myself a little girl
She has been a downright pal
That old highway's calling me
And free I gotta be
But I don't know where I'm bound
I don't know where I'm bound
I don't know where I'm bound
Thank you very much
They put this microphone down here near my guitar
Let it all hang out
I thought my guitar was out of tune at first
You sorry son of a-
It is out of tune
Is that right?
Terry, is that right?
Were you tuning a song, bitch?
No, sir
Terry?
Get all kinds of songs. Here's one called "The Boy Named Sue"
You want to hear that one?
You want to hear "The Boy Named Sue?" I do too, I'm anxious to hear it
I don't know how in the hell this is going to sound, I'm anxious to hear it
Is that block your camera view right there? Is that alright?
You want me to leave it there?
Put it there at the end
I'll put it back
Where in the hell is my guitar?
Oh, here it is
We're sorry to say that Luther passed away seven months ago
After been with us for 13 years Luther Perkins
And the fellow that is playing the guitar with us now is doing a wonderful job
But of course nobody can really replace Luther
How about one big cheer for Luther Perkins?
Yeah, I had a song called "San Quentin" that I was going to do
Who's mine?
Hey and my kit back in there, where I got all my dope, I mean where I got all my things
There's a little red notebook back there with somebody
With one of the guards bring it to me, somebody bring it to me
Bring me the red notebook and I will-
Hey that briefcase back there in mind you know it got all the songs I stole in it
Yeah!
Telling it like it is ain't it?
Alright!
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