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And It Burns

And The Flames Went Higher Higher Higher

I Went Down(down), Down(down), Down(down)

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire

And The Flames Went Higher Higher Higher

I Went Down(down), Down(down), Down(down)

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire

I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire

Bound By Wild Desire

And It Makes A Fiery Ring

Love Is A Burning Thing

The Ring Of Fire

The Ring Of Fire

And It Burns, Burns, Burns

And The Flames Went Higher

I Went Down, Down, Down

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire

Oh,But The Fire Went Wild

I Fell For You Like A Child

When Hearts Like Ours Meet

The Taste Of Love Is Sweet

The Ring Of Fire

The Ring Of Fire

And It Burns, Burns, Burns

And The Flames Went Higher

I Went Down, Down, Down

I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire

I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire

Bound By Wild Desire

And It Makes A Fiery Ring

Love Is A Burning Thing

How high's the water, Mama?
Two feet high and risin'
How high's the water, Papa?
She said, "Two feet high and risin'"

We can make it to the road in a homemade boat
'Cause that's the only thing we got left that'll float
It's already over, all the wheat and the oats
Two feet high and risin'

How high's the water, Mama?
Three feet high and risin'
How high's the water, Papa?
She said, "It's three feet high and risin'"

Well, the hives are gone, I've lost my bees
The chickens are sleepin' in the willow trees
Cow's in water up past her knees
Three feet high and risin'

How high's the water, Mama?
Four feet high and risin'
How high's the water, Papa?
She said, "It's four feet high and risin'"

Hey, come look through the window pane
The bus is comin', gonna take us to the train
Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain
Four feet high and risin'

How high's the water, Mama?
Five feet high and risin'
How high's the water, Papa?
She said, "It's five feet high and risin'"

Well, the rails are washed out north of town
We gotta head for higher ground
We can't come back till the water goes down
Five feet high and risin'
Well, it's five feet high and risin'

I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.

When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns."
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.

I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a movin', 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 on over a little farther down the line,
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away