Текст песни Johnny Cash - Highway Patrolman

HIGHWAY PATROLMAN       -       Johnny Cash

Capo on 2nd 

      4x 

    My name is Joe     Roberts 
    I work for the    state 
I'm a    sergeant out of     Perrineville 
    Barracks number     eight  
I     always done an     honest job 
    Honest as I     could 
    Got a brother named     Frankie 
    Frankie ain't no     good  

    Ever since we were     young kids 
    It's been the same come     down 
    I get a call on the    shortwave 
    Frankie's in trouble down -     town  
Well    if it was any    other man 
    I'd put him straight a -    way 
But    sometimes when it's your     brother 
    You look the other     way  

Yeah     me and Frankie laughin' and     drinkin' 
Nothin' feels     better than blood on     blood 
Takin'    turns dancin' with Ma -     ria 
While the    band played "the    Night of the 
Johnstown     Flood"  

    I catch him when he's    strayin' 
    Like any brother    should 
    Man turns his back on his    family 
    He ain't no    good  

Well    Frankie went in the     army 
Back in    nineteensixty -    five 
    I got a farm de -    ferment, 
Settled    down, took Maria for my     wife  
But them    wheat prices kept on    droppin' 
Till it was    like we were gettin'    robbed 
    Frankie came home in     sixtyeight 
    Me, I took this    job 

Yeah    me and Frankie laughin' and    drinkin' 
Nothin' feels    better than blood on    blood 
    Takin' turns dancin' with Ma -    ria 
While the band played "the    Night of the 
Johnstown    Flood"  

    I catch him when he's    strayin' 
    Teach him how to walk that    line 
    Man turns his back on his     family 
    Ain't no friend of    mine  

Break:
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Well the    night was like any    other 
I got a    call 'bout quarter to    nine 
There was    trouble in a    roadhouse 
Out on the Michigan     line 
There was a     kid on the floor    lookin' bad 
    Bleedin' hard from his    head 
There was a    girl cry'n' at a    table 
    It was Frank, she    said  

    I ran out and I    jumped in my car 
    Then I hit the    lights 
    I musta done a    hundred and ten 
Through    Michigan county that     night  
It was    down by the    crossroads, 
    Out by Willow    bank 
Seen a     Buick with O -     hio plates 
    Behind the wheel was    Frank  
Well I    chased him through them    county roads 
Till a    sign said "Canadian border    five miles from here" 
    Pulled over the     side of the highway 
    Watched his tail-lights    disappear 

Yeah    me and Frankie laughin' and    drinkin' 
Nothin' feels    better than blood on    blood 
    Takin' turns dancin' with Ma -    ria 
While the band played "the    Night of the 
Johnstown     Flood"  

    I catch him when he's   strayin' 
    Like any brother    should 
Man turns his back on his     family 
              /                                
He ain't no      good//