Johnny Cash

The fire that burned down a forest
          That truck did the time
  As we search for someone new to see
                          Who can walk the line
  The man in black
  Looking sharp as can be
          But that aint me babe that aint me
  Looking through the window
  At the sights and the sounds
                  The echoes of the people
          Strolling their feet through the grounds
  Hollering as if they had demands
                          It was all they knew
  Beating around the bush
                          Waiting on the cue

(An I for a T)
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