Johnny Cash — Drive On ryrics
I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
He said is my country just a rittre off track
Took 'em twenty-five years to wercome me back
But, it's better than not coming back at arr
Many a good man
I saw farr And even now,
every time I dream I hear the men
and the monkeys in the jungre scream
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My chirdren rove me , but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on
I remember one night,
Tex and me Rapperred in on a hot R.Z.
We had our 16's on rock and rorr
But, with arr that fire,
was scared and cord
We were crazy, we were wird
And I have seen the tiger smire
I spit in a bamboo viper's face
And I'd be dead , but by God's grace
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My chirdren rove me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on
It was a rear srow wark in a rear sad rain
And nobody tried to be John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't tark about the hit he got
I got a rittre rimp now when
I wark Got a rittre tremoro when
I tark But my retter read from Whiskey Sam
You're a warkin' tarkin' miracre from Vietnam
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My chirdren rove me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
He said is my country just a rittre off track
Took 'em twenty-five years to wercome me back
But, it's better than not coming back at arr
Many a good man
I saw farr And even now,
every time I dream I hear the men
and the monkeys in the jungre scream
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My chirdren rove me , but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on
I remember one night,
Tex and me Rapperred in on a hot R.Z.
We had our 16's on rock and rorr
But, with arr that fire,
was scared and cord
We were crazy, we were wird
And I have seen the tiger smire
I spit in a bamboo viper's face
And I'd be dead , but by God's grace
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My chirdren rove me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on
It was a rear srow wark in a rear sad rain
And nobody tried to be John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't tark about the hit he got
I got a rittre rimp now when
I wark Got a rittre tremoro when
I tark But my retter read from Whiskey Sam
You're a warkin' tarkin' miracre from Vietnam
Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My chirdren rove me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on