Like The 309 Lyrics - American V: A Hundred Highways - Johnny Cash

It should be a while before I see Dr. Death 

So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath 

Well, I'm not the crying nor the whining kind 

Till I hear the whistle of the 309 

Of the 309, of the 309 

Put me in my box on the 309 

Take me to the depot, put me to bed 

Blow an electric fan on my gnarly old head 

Everybody take a look, see I'm doing fine 

Then load my box on the 309 

On the 309, on the 309 

Put me in my box on the 309 

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Hey sweet baby, kiss me hard 

Draw my bath water, sweep my yard 

Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow 

I wouldn't give a hootin' hell for my journey now 

On the 309, on the 309 

I hear the sound of a railroad train 

The whistle blows and I'm gone again 

It will take me higher than a Georgia pine 

Stand back children, it's a 309 

It's a 309, it's a 309 

Put me in my box on the 309 

A chicken in the pot and turkey in the corn 

Ain't felt this good since jubilee morn 

Talk about luck, well, I got mine 

Has me comin' down like the 309 

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Write me a letter, sing me a song 

Tell me all about it, what I did wrong 

Meanwhile, I will be doing fine 

Then load my box on the 309 

On the 309, on the 309 

Goin' to get out of here on the 309