The windows cracked on the Chevrolet
My cigarettes in the ash tray
The engines off and the radio's down
So nervous my whole body shakes
The parking lot's full of people and
They ready to see the preacher man
Time to open up for the main act
I guess that makes me a deacon
I promise that I won't let me down
And check myself in the mirror one time
Say my prayer and then I sip the Crown
Light another smoke and step outside
Walk inside and take a look around
As I try to remember all of my lines
Guess it's time for me to face the crowd
And give the people my time
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
These people standing on front row
Tryna see through me like a window
I'm wearing my soul on my sleeve
But they look at me through a pin hole
write
world
without
makes
least
microphone
juxtaposing
mansion
nasty
wishing
guess
inside
light
window
prayer
preacher
ground
fifteen
windows
engines
rapper
family
dreams
gills
failures
triumphs
cause
blood
another
beats
clothes
mirror
drill
stolen
humility
around
front
bruises
brick
person
chevrolet
check
deacon
judge
heart
through
cigarettes
would
pants
clear
headline
build
cracked
opportunity
survive
outside
parking
drown
people
stomp
personal
about
power
ready
promise
crowd
poking
purple
remember
battlefield
shakes
minutes
shrink
holes
supposed
sleeve
standing
johnny
wearing
stereotypes
tools
smoke
really
stink
crown
tryna
stitch
suppose
thanks
lines
these
myself
songs
those
throw
swallow
trials
shows
under
water
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