If Ring of Fire is not played for Cash, I will hurt somebody.
Not quite:
I hear the train a comin'
It's rolling on the wall
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I got the call,
I'm stuck in Minute Maid Park, and time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to Un-i-on...
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with bums.
But I hit a pitch in Round Rock just to watch it fly
When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry..
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy Aramark bar
They're probably drinkin' Miller and eating shit burg
ars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
But those people keep a leavin'
And that's what tortures me...
Well if they freed me from this prison,
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Minute Maid Park, that's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....