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JOHNNY CASH
Mercy Seat
[ Miscellaneous ]
It all began when they took me from my home
And put me on death row
A crime for which I am totally innocent, you know
I began to warm and chill to objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop the face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals the meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food and all things either good or ungood
And the mercy seat is waiting and I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning to be done with all this weighing of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
I hear stories from the chamber Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger He died upon the cross
Might I say it seems so fitting in it's way He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
My kill hand's tattooed evil across it's brother's fist
That filthy five they did nothing to challenge or resist
In Heaven His throne is made of gold the ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told all history does unfold
It's made of wood and wire and my body is on fire
And God is never far away
Into the mercy seat I climb my head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries to enter the bright eye
I go shuffling out of life just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied
And the mercy seat is waiting and I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning to be done with all this weighing of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is burning and I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping to be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway there was no proof
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is glowing and I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping to be done with all these looks of disbelief
A life for a life and a truth for a truth and I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is smoking and I think my head is melting
And in a way that's helping to be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a lie
And put me on death row
A crime for which I am totally innocent, you know
I began to warm and chill to objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop the face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals the meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food and all things either good or ungood
And the mercy seat is waiting and I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning to be done with all this weighing of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
I hear stories from the chamber Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger He died upon the cross
Might I say it seems so fitting in it's way He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
My kill hand's tattooed evil across it's brother's fist
That filthy five they did nothing to challenge or resist
In Heaven His throne is made of gold the ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told all history does unfold
It's made of wood and wire and my body is on fire
And God is never far away
Into the mercy seat I climb my head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries to enter the bright eye
I go shuffling out of life just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied
And the mercy seat is waiting and I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning to be done with all this weighing of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is burning and I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping to be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway there was no proof
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is glowing and I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping to be done with all these looks of disbelief
A life for a life and a truth for a truth and I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die
And the mercy seat is smoking and I think my head is melting
And in a way that's helping to be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth and anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a lie
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