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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
I got cotton in the bottom land
It's up and growin' and I got a good stand
My good wife and them kids of mine
Gonna get new shoes, come Pickin' Time
Get new shoes come Pickin' Time

Ev'ry night when I go to bed
I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
They live on beans eight days and nine
But I get 'em fat come Pickin' Time
Get 'em fat come come Pickin' Time

The corn is yellow and the beans are high
The sun is hot in the summer sky
The work is hard til layin' by
Layin' by til Pickin' Time
Layin' by til Pickin' Time

It's hard to see by the coal-oil light
And I turn it off purty early at night
'Cause a jug of coal-oil costs a dime
But I stay up late come Pickin' Time
Stay up late come Pickin' Time

My old wagon barely gets me to town
I patched the wheels and I watered 'em down
Keep her in shape so she'll be fine
To haul my cotton come Pickin' Time
Haul my cotton come Pickin' Time

Last Sunday mornin' when they passed the hat
It was still nearly empty back where I sat
But the preacher smiled and said that's fine
The Lord'll wait till Pickin' Time
The Lord'll wait till Pickin' Time