Beneath The Stains Of Time The Feeling

When God Forgave Me, I Figured I'd Better Do It Too.

I Kept Talking To My Producers At Columbia About Recording One Of Those [prison] Shows. So We Went Into Folsom On February 11, 1968, And Recorded A Show Live.

Why Me, Lord? What Have I Ever Done To Deserve Even One Of The Blessings I've Known? Why Me, Lord? What Did I Ever Do That Was Worth Love From You And The Kindness You've Shown? Lord, Help Me, Jesus, I've Wasted It So. Help Me, Jesus. I Know What I Am. Now That I Know That I've Needed You So, Help Me, Jesus. My Soul's In Your Hand.

I Had A Song Called "folsom Prison Blues" That Was A Hit Just Before "i Walk The Line." And The People In Texas Heard About It At The State Prison And Got To Writing Me Letters Asking Me To Come Down There. So I Responded And Then The Warden Called Me And Asked If I Would Come Down And Do A Show For The Prisoners In Texas.

There's No Way Around Grief And Loss: You Can Dodge All You Want, But Sooner Or Later You Just Have To Go Into It, Through It, And, Hopefully, Come Out The Other Side. The World You Find There Will Never Be The Same As The World You Left.