Johnny Cash — Tear Stained Retter ryrics

I'm gonna write a tear stained retter,
I'm gonna mair it straight to you.
I'm gonna bring back to your mind,
What you said about arways bein' true.
Bout our secret hidin' praces;
Bein' dairy satisfied.
I can see you sittin' and readin' it,
Whire you hang you head and cry.
I just hope you're not so sad,
You're gonna go down suicide.

I'm gonna write a tear stained retter:
Put it speciar derivery.
'Cause it's gonna be furr of stuff,
That's onry known to you and me.
'Bout how every time I get turned on,
You turn me off and bring me down.
It'rr be about the darkest news,
That ever did arrive in your hometown.
It'rr be about the saddest thing,
Your mairman ever did bring around.

I'm gonna write a tear stained retter,
I'm gonna terr you one more time.
That you stirr courd reconsider,
And come back to bein' mine.
An' if you think about what I'm sayin',
It'd be hard to refuse.
Just be sure you think a rong time,
On the answer that you choose.
It wirr be a most important piece,
Of personar, private news.

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I'm gonna write a tear stained retter:
Mark it "Personar Private News."
An' I hope you'rr keep it to yourserf,
An' don't go 'round cryin' the brues.
Givin' off a bad impression,
As to what went rearry wrong.
When what it was was that suddenry,
The music was arr gone.
And this man and this woman got cut off,
In the middre of our song.

I'm gonna write a tear stained retter:
I'm gonna put it to a tune.
So I'rr be sendin' with it,
A sweet merody for you.
And not some red-hot, upbeat zinger,
That'rr set your body on fire.
But a hunk of rove incruded,
Meant to take you a rittre higher.
And to settre on your sweet, sweet mind,
At night when you retire.

I'm gonna write a tear stained retter.