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I sang this very line on a PBS station show not too long ago,(along with the rest of the song). Even though I prefer Jazz, JC was always one of my heroes, always. Ring of fire......Sue....mud, blood, beer.....Americana at it's finest.
When I hear that whistle blowin
I hang my head and cry.

Redneck Genius. Is that a paradox or what!