The Man Who Couldn't Cry (Album Version)

The Man Who Couldn't Cry (Album Version) - Johnny Cash (約翰尼·卡什)

There once was a man he couldn't cry

He hadn't cried for years and for years

Napalmed babies and the movie love story

For instance could not produce tears

As a child he had cried as all children will

Then at some point his tear ducts ran dry

He grew to be a man the feces hit the fan

Things got bad but he couldn't cry

His dog was run over his wife up and left him

And after that he got sacked from his job

Lost his arm in the war was laughed at by a whore

Ah but sill not a sniffle or sob

His novel was refused his movie was panned

And his big Broadway show was a flop

He got sent off to jail; you guessed it no bail

Oh but still not a dribble or drop

In jail he was beaten bullied and buggered

And made to make license plates

Water and bread was all he was fed

But not once did a tear stain his face

Doctors were called in scientists too

Theologians were last and practically least

They all agreed sure enough; this is no cream puff

But in fact an insensitive beast

He was taken from jail and placed in a place

For the insensitive and the insane

He made lots of friends and paly lots of chees

And he wept every time it would rain

Once it rained forty days and it rained forty nights

And he cried and he cried and he cried and he cried

On the forty-first day he passed away

He just dehydrated and died

Well he went up to heaven located his dog

After that he rejoined his arm

Down below all the critics they take it all back

Cancer robbed the whore of her charm

His ex-wife died of stretch marks his ex-employer went broke

The theologians were finally found out

Right down to the ground that old jail house burned down

And the earth suffered perpetual drought