Johnny Cash

Chattanooga City Limit Sighn


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She was drinkin` pretty heavy, when I let her have it

Hope she knows it was only a loan

Ain`t no tellin` what I might have told her back at the time,

But that old car was also my home.

About five miles out I was gettin` kinda tired

Sweatin` hard and feelin` kinda weak

I woke up with no cigarettes or nothin` to drink

And I hadn`t had a bite to eat.

My nerves was so quick I couldn`t tell where I was shakin`

Then a set of brakes sang my song

Some fellow stuck his head out a `51 Chevy

And hollered `Hey man, come on.`

I tole `em I was headin` down to Chattanooga

They said hop in, we`re goin` there too

And the way they took off in a cloud of smoke

I still ain`t believin` it was true.

They had their windows down, and I was sittin` in the back

With my tongue still hung in my throat

He was hittin` just about a hundred and ten

And he said, `Man, what you think of this boat?`

Well, there was two semi`s a-strugglin` up ahead

One tryin` to pass the other

They had the whole road blocked so he passed `em on the right

And let me tell you somethin` brother.

I was so nervous my that teeth was clickin`

There wasn`t no way my head could think

Then the one that was sittin` on the passenger side

Turned and said, `Hey man, you want somethin` to drink?`

I just shook my head `cause I couldn`t talk

He said OK and then he said cheers

Them fools was drinkin` whiskey and wine

And chasin` it down with beer.

Well, I started sweatin` that old sticky sweat

And I know I was white as a sheet

Then one turned the radio on wide open

And said, `Hey man, check that beat.`

By the time we reached the top of Monteagle

I thought I heard a rumblin` sound

And then I saw a sign that said `FALLIN` ROCK`

And right there I was floorboard bound.

I was rollin` and squirmin` on the old floorboard

Too weak to sit or stand

And then the driver said `We`re doin` a hundred and twenty

Look here man, no hands!`

I got up enough nerve to raise up and look

By now there couldn`t be no surprise,

But his hair was blowin` all over my face

And dandruff blowed in both eyes.

He never did drive on the right or left

He just kept on ridin` that line

I rubbed my eyes and saw the prettiest thing

The Chattanooga City Limit Sign.

He slowed down and I said, `Mister please!

I`d like to get off right here`

He said, `Aw, ride on into town with us

We`e gonna go down n` pick up some more beer.`

I said please once more and he stopped the car

And then he handed me my sack

Said they`d look for me on the road later on

(In) Case I wanted to catch a ride back.

I got out and sat down by the side of the road

Feelin` sick and lookin` mighty pale

I don`t remember anything much after that

But next mornin`, I woke up in jail.

I didn`t know anybody in my cell,

And didn`t wanta ask why I was there

But they all kept grinnin` and turnin` their heads

And it was more than my head could bear.

`For stoppin` traffic, while I was huggin` and kissin`