Текст песни The Caretaker - Johnny Cash
I
live
in
the
cemetery
Ol'
caretaker
they
call
me
In
the
wintertime
I
rake
the
leaves
And
in
the
summer
I
cut
the
weeds
When
a
funeral
comes
the
people
cry
and
pray
They
bury
their
dead,then
they
all
go
away
And
here
I
work
and
I
somehow
hide
from
a
world
that
rushes
by
outside
And
each
night
when
I
rest
my
head
I'm
contented
as
the
peaceful
death
But
who's
gonna
cry
when
old
John
dies
Who's
gonna
cry
when
old
John
dies
Once
I
was
a
young
man
dashing
with
the
girls
Now,
no
one
wants
an
old
man,I
lost
my
handsome
curls
But
I
wanna
say
when
my
time
comes
Lay
me
facing
the
rising
sun
Put
me
in
the
corner
where
where
I
buried
my
pup
Tell
the
preacher
to
pray
then
cover
me
up
Don't
lay
flowers
where
my
head
should
be
Maybe
God
let
some
grow
for
me
And
all
the
little
children
that
I
love
like
my
own
Will
they
be
sorry
that
old
John's
gone
Who's
gonna
cry
when
old
John
dies
Who's
gonna
cry
when
old
John
dies
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