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Bootleg, Vol III: Live Around the World
Disc 1
01. So Doggone Lonesome
02. I Walk the Line
03. Get Rhythm
04. Country Boy
05. I Still Miss Someone
06. Cotton Fields
07. I Walk the Line
08. Perkins Boogie
09. Impersonations
10. Rock Island Line
11. The Rebel-Johnny Yuma
12. Introduction - Pete Seeger
13. Big River
14. Folsom Prison Blues
15. I Still Miss Someone
16. Rock Island Line
17. Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
18. I Walk the Line
19. Ballad of Ira Hayes
20. Keep on the Sunny Side
21. Big River
22. Wreck of the Old ’97
23. Tennessee Flat Top Box
24. Remember the Alamo
25. Cocaine Blues
26. Jackson
27. Long‐Legged Guitar Pickin’ Man
28. Ring of Fire
29. Daddy Sang Bass
Disc 2
01. Introduction - President Richard M. Nixon
02. A Boy Named Sue
03. Five Feet High and Rising
04. Pickin’ Time
05. Wreck of the Old ’97
06. Lumberjack
07. Jesus Was a Carpenter
08. What Is Truth
09. (There’ll Be) Peace in the Valley (for Me)
10. He Turned the Water Into Wine
11. Were You There (When They Crucified My Lord)
12. Daddy Sang Bass
13. The Old Account
14. Sunday Morning Comin’ Down
15. The Prisoner’s Song
16. That Silver Haired Daddy of Mine
17. City of New Orleans
18. Ragged Old Flag
19. One Piece at a Time
20. Hey Porter
21. There You Go
22. Give My Love to Rose
23. (Ghost) Riders in the Sky
24. I’m Just an Old Chunk of Coal
Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down
I went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head

Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I ran too slow
They overtook me down in Juarez Mexico

Late in the hot joints takin' the pills
In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty heck that shot your woman down

Said yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee
If you've got the warrant just a-read it to me
Shot her down because she made me slow
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more

When I was arrested I was dressed in black
They put me on a train and they took me back
Had no friend for to go my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail

Early next mornin' bout a half past nine
I spied the sheriff coming down the line
Ah, and he coughed as he cleared his throat
He said come on you dirty heck into that district court

Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw the little judge commence to look about

In about five minutes in walked the man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the first degree
I hollered Lawdy Lawdy, have a mercy on me
The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen
99 years in the Folsom pen
99 years underneath that ground
I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down
Come on you've gotta listen unto me
Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be