Jason Aldean - Johnny Cash Lyrics

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What ya got!

Quit my job flipped off the boss took my name off the payroll

(Screw you man)

Picked up my cell rang my baby's bell said I'm three miles from home

I said Sugar won't you put on that sun dress I like so much

Wait out by the road I'm comin' to pick you up

(Whoa whoa)

Throw your suitcase in the back

(Whoa whoa)

Done gassed up the Pontiac

(Whoa whoa)

Blastin' out to Johnny Cash

Headin' for the highway

Baby we ain't ever comin' back

It's four hundred and sixty-seven miles to the outskirts of Las Vegas

What do you say we go get married

By a preacher man who looks like Elvis?

(Yeah momma)

But sugar don't you worry about tellin' your momma goodbye

We'll send her a souvenir postcard from the wild side

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(Whoa whoa)

Throw your suitcase in the back

(Whoa whoa)

Done gassed up the Pontiac

(Whoa whoa)

Blastin' out to Johnny Cash

Headin' for the highway

Baby we ain't ever comin' back

(Whoa whoa)

Throw your suitcase in the back

(Whoa whoa)

Done gassed up the Pontiac

(Whoa whoa)

Blastin' out to Johnny Cash

Headin' for the highway

Baby we ain't ever comin' back

Suey!

(Whoa whoa)

(Whoa whoa)

I hear that train a comin'

(Whoa whoa)

Rollin' around the bend

(Whoa whoa)

The man in black gonna rock your ass again

(Whoa whoa)

(Whoa whoa)

(Whoa whoa)

Send "Johnny Cash" ringtone to your cell