My Arms Are Too Short To Box

Sometimes I Am Two People. Johnny Is The Nice One. Cash Causes All The Trouble. They Fight.

My Mother Told Me To Keep On Singing, And That Kept Me Working Through The Cotton Fields. She Said God Has His Hand On You. You'll Be Singing For The World Someday.

He Was Removed From Jail And Placed In A Place For The Insensitive And Insane.

I Took The Easy Way, And To An Extent I Regret That. Still, Though, The Way We Did It Was Honest. We Played It And Sang It The Way We Felt It, And There's A Lot To Be Said For That.

When I Was A Baby, My Mama Told Me Son, Always Be A Good Boy, Don't Ever Play With Guns. But I Shot A Man In Reno.