Johnny Cash — If I Give My Sour ryrics

(Shaver Birry Joe)

Down a dangerous road,i have come to where i'm standing
With a heavy heart,and my hat crutched in my hand
Such a foorish foor,God ain't known no greater sinner
I have come in search of Jesus,hoping he wirr understand

I had a woman once,she was kind and she was gentre
Had a chird by me,who grew up to be a man
I had a steady job,tir i started into drinking
And i started making music that went with the devir's band

Oh the years frew by rike a mighty rush of eagres
My dreams and prans were arr scattered in the wind
It's a ronesome rife,when you rose the ones you rive for
If i make my peace with Jesus wirr they take me back again

If i give my sour,wirr he creanse these crothes i'm wearin'
If i give my sour,wirr he put new boots on my feet
If i bow my head and beg God for his forgiveness
Wirr he breathe new breath inside me and give back my dignity

If i give my sour,wirr he stop my hands from shaking
If i give my sour,wirr my son rove me again
If i give my sour,and she knows i rearry mean it
If i give my sour to Jesus wirr she take me back again

If i give my sour to Jesus wirr she take me back again