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A For two long years, my head hurt bad,
D so the doctor checked me and he shook his head.
E He said, I'm sorry to tell you, but your body's
A outlived your brain.
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E He
A said, I know this doctor in New York, son,
D and he'll fix you right up with a brand new one.
E So the head doctor met me when I stepped down off
A of the train.
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A He said, we had this bank robber killed last
D night, his body shot, but his brain's all
E right.
I'll give you a transplant, boy, and you'll
A be OK.
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E I
A got my new brain in and I was feeling
D great.
I went right back to Nashville with no headache.
E But something strange happened when I walked in the
A bank one day.
I
D said, stick them up, everybody.
I'm robbing this
A place.
Drop all of your money in my guitar
D case.
Don't nobody move and don't nobody
E reach for that door.
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Bm A A lady said, why, you're Johnny
D Cash.
I said, no, ma'am, I'm the Manhattan
E Flash and I am the best bank robber
A in New York.
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E A Now, the other night, Roy Acuff
D called me.
He said, John, I'd like for you to do the operate.
So
E I went out on the stage,
A but I couldn't sing.
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E A I got into half a verse if I walked the
D line and something snapped in this head of mine.
I yell,
E stick them up.
Give me your money, your
A watches and rings.
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Bb _ _ _ Well, I call New York and talk to that brain
Eb quack.
I said, Doc, I've got to have my old brain
F back.
He said, I'm sorry there, Mr.
Bb Cash, but I can't do that.
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F Dm He
Bb said, I put your brain in a chicken last
Eb Monday.
He's singing your songs and making lots of money.
F And I got him signed to a 10 year recording
Bb contract.
F _
Bb Now, friends, if you see me walking down the street,
Eb remember what you see ain't necessarily me.
F And if I try to hold you up, don't
Bb pay me no mind.
F _ But when
Bb you got 10 bucks that you can blow,
Eb you ought to catch that Johnny Chicken show.
F He's doing fairs and concert dates
Bb all up and down the line.
I said, stick
Eb them up, everybody.
I'm robbing this
Bb place.
Drop all of your money in my guitar case.
Don't
Eb nobody move and don't nobody reach for that
F door.
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A Bb A lady said, why, you're Johnny Cash.
Eb I said, no, ma'am, I'm the Manhattan
F Flash and I am the best bank robber
Bb in New York.
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A _
F _ _ .
Well, I don't pay any income tax.
You don't pay tax on money you steal.
You ought to catch that Johnny Chicken show.
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Chicken in black.
Chicken in black.
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