Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
John R. "Johnny" Cashwas an American singer-songwriter, guitarist, actor, and author, who was widely considered one of the most influential musicians of the 20th century and one of the best-selling music artists of all time, having sold more than 90 million records worldwide. Although primarily remembered as a country music icon, his genre-spanning songs and sound embraced rock and roll, rockabilly, blues, folk, and gospel. This crossover appeal won Cash the rare honor of multiple inductions in the Country Music,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionMusician
Date of Birth26 February 1932
CountryUnited States of America
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide.
I'm very shy really. I spend a lot of time in my room alone reading or writing or watching television.
God's the final judge for Elvis Presley and Johnny Cash too. That's solely in the hands of God.
My arms are too short to box with God.
I'm thrilled to death with life.
I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.
I am not a Christian artist, I am an artist who is a Christian.
Well, I take great comfort in the words of the apostle Paul who said, ‘What I will to do, that I do not practice. But what I hate, that I do.’ And he said, ‘It is no longer I who do it, but the sin that dwells within me. But who,’ he asks, ‘will deliver me from this body of death?’ And he answers for himself and for me, ‘Through Jesus Christ the Lord.'
Gospel music was the thing that inspired me as a child growing up on a cotton farm, where work was drudgery and it was so hard that when I was in the field I sang all the time. Usually gospel songs because they lifted me up above that black dirt.
I was wearing black clothes almost from the beginning. I feel comfortable in black. I felt like black looked good onstage, that it was attractive, so I started wearing it all the time.
Id like to wear a rainbow every day, and tell the world that everything is o.k. But Ill try to carry off a little darkness on my back. Until things are brighter, Im the Man in Black.
Beneath the stains of time the feeling disappears, you are someone else I am still right here.
I knew Bob Dylan was searching for the truth and had been for years. And anyone who Really wants the truth ends up at Jesus
Take one fresh and tender kiss Add one stolen night of bliss One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy Memories are made of this.