With the twilight colors falling and the evening laying shadows
Hidden memories come stealing from my mind
As I feel my heart beating out the simple joy of living
I wonder how I ever was that kind
But the wild road I was rambling was always out there calling
And they said a hundred times I should have died
But now my present miracle, so, I believe
They were roads that I was meant to ride
Like a soldier getting over the war
Like a young man getting over his crazy days
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways
Everyday is better than before, I'm like a soldier getting over the war
There were nights I don't remember and there's pain that I've forgotten
Other things I choose not to recall there are faces that come to me
In my darkest secret memory faces that I wish
I would not come back at all
In my dreams parade of lovers from the other times and places
There's not one that matters now, no matter who
I'm just thankful for the journey and that I've survived the battles
And that my spoils of victory are you
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- All Aboard the Blue Train with Johnny Cash
- Out Among the Stars
- Miscellaneous
- CASH
- American V: A Hundred Highways
- American IV: The Man Comes Around
- American III: Solitary Man
- American Recordings
- Hymns By Johnny Cash
- American V: A Hunderd Highways
- The Definitive Collection
- At Folsom Prison
- Johnny Cash Remixed
- Cash Unearthed
- Personal File
- Ring Of Fire
- VH1 Storytellers
- The Essential Johnny Cash
- Radio 2 - 1000 Klassiekers Vol. 2
- Man in Black: Live in Denmark 1971