Oh, Bury Me Not (Introduction: A Cowboy's Prayer) (Mono)-Johnny Cash

[ti:Oh, Bury Me Not(Album Version)] [ar:Johnny Cash] [al:American Recordings/Unchained] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Oh, Bury Me Not (Introduction: A Cowboy's Prayer) (Mono) - Johnny Cash (约翰尼·卡什) [00:10.36]Lord I've never lived where churches grow [00:12.73] [00:14.67]I loved creation better as [00:16.48]It stood That day you finished it so long ago [00:21.53] [00:23.84]And looked upon your work and [00:25.94]Called it good I know that others find you in the light [00:30.79] [00:32.60]That sifted down through [00:34.22]Tinted window panes And yet I seem to feel you near tonight [00:39.96] [00:41.90]In this dim quiet [00:43.21]Starlight on the plains I thank you Lord that I'm placed so well [00:51.51] [00:52.94]That you've made [00:53.76]My freedom so complete That I'm no slave to whistle [00:59.45]Clock or bell Nor weak eyed [01:02.91]Prisoner of Waller Street Just let me live my life as I've begun [01:09.38] [01:10.81]And give me work [01:12.18]That's open to the sky Make me a partner of the wind and sun [01:18.29] [01:19.73]And I won't ask a [01:20.98]Life that's soft or high Let me be easy on the man [01:26.15]That's down Let me be square [01:29.77]And generous with all I'm careless sometimes Lord [01:34.64]When I'm in town But never [01:38.09]Let them say I'm mean or small Make me as big and open as the plains [01:44.06] [01:46.43]And [01:46.62]Honest as the horse between my knees [01:48.74] [01:50.86]Clean as a wind that blows behind the [01:53.04]Rains Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze Forgive me [02:00.28]Lord if [02:00.91]Sometimes I forget You know about the reasons that are hid [02:07.01] [02:08.63]You understand the [02:09.63]Things that or gall fret Well you knew me better than my mother did [02:15.75] [02:17.55]Just keep an [02:18.43]Eye on all that's done or said And right me [02:22.65]Sometimes when I turn aside And guide me on that long [02:28.07]Dim trail ahead That [02:30.94]Stretched upward toward the great divide [02:33.30] [02:36.17]Oh bury me not on the lone prairie [02:43.31] [02:45.12]These words came low and mournfully From [02:54.54]The pallid lips of a youth who lay On his dying bed at the close of day [03:09.77] [03:11.83]Oh bury me not and his voice failed there But we took no heed to his dying [03:26.80]Prayer In a shallow grave just six by three We buried him there on the lone prairie