Am Ain’t it funny how a man can pack everything in a duffle bagG At least everything that means, something to yaAm Leather coat and black guitar in the backseat of your carG F A ring of fire and goodbyes burning through yaG E7 It seems like hell but sings like hallelujah [Chorus]F Me and John R got nothing to loseC Am But a thousand miles of thumbin and two weeks of union duesF Lord knows my heart ain’t all that’s brokeC Am And the only cash I’m gonna find’s on the am radioF Em Am7 Rolling down the highway singin Folsom Prison BluesF G Me and John R got nothin to lose [Verse 2]Am Counting crows on the powerlines, times moves on but it don’t flyG And love gone wrong don’t know which way to turnAm Flipped a coin and I headed west, where I’ll stop is anyone’s guessG F Put Jesus on the dash and chase the sun,G E7 She don’t care but I still miss someone [Chorus]F Me and John R got nothing to loseC Am But the address where we live and the love that she refusedF Lord knows my heart ain’t all that’s brokeC Am And the only cash I’m gonna find’s on the am radioF Em Am7 Rolling down the highway singing Folsom prison bluesF G Me and John R got nothin to lose
Me And John R
Radney Foster
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