Johnny Cash

Johnny Cash
 
His name had money in it long 
before any of these rappers did
Got hooked on his music 
Sippin' Jacks as a kid 
 
Stood up to his uncle Sam
And told him "Fuck You too!"
Said I won't be defined 
When he sang about A Boy Named Sue
 
Sang the Folsom Prison Blues
For men like my dad 
Stripped of their humanity
His strummin' was all they had
 
Hound dog's voice kissed 
His boom-chicka-boom sound
Sang of Ira Hayes who
Died face down in the ground 
 
Not a drop of Native blood 
Could he claim in his veins
But poor was poor 
And he sang of those pains
 
Sang high pitched gospel 
A December night not to forget
There was Elvis, Jerry and Carl
A true Million Dollar Quartet 
 
The Man in Black couldn't truly
Walk the Line
Speed and booze robbed him 
One Piece at a Time
 
I still sip my Jacks
Listening to his country sway 
I may feel Hurt but that good ol' boy
Always eases my day 
 
(Submitted for the "Dead and Gone" thread)