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2003-09-13 - 12:58 a.m.

Well, at least fate waited until the 12th to pull this shit on me. Funny that the man I memorialize now was introduced to me by the man I memorialized yesterday.

Rest in peace, Johnny Cash. Now and for all time, you will be the fucking man. Your music touches a spot in my soul I usually don't like to admit even exists.

Tonight I raised a glass to Cash, several, in fact, some for friends who would have but couldn't tonight. I encourage all of you to do the same.

Well you wonder why I always dress in black

Why you never see bright colors on my back

And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone

Well there's a reason for the things that I have on

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down

Livin' in the hopeless hungry side of town

I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime

But is there because he's a victim of the times

I wear the black for those who've never read

Or listened to the words that Jesus said

About the road to happiness through love and charity

Why you'd think he's talking straight to you and me

Well we're doin' mighty fine I do suppose

In our streak of lightning cars and fancy clothes

But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back

Up front there oughta be a man in black

I wear it for the sick and lonely old

For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold

I wear the black in morning for the lives that could have been

Each week we lose a hundred fine young men

And I wear it for the thousands who have died

Believin' that the Lord was on their side

I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died

Believin' that we all were on their side

Well there's things that never will be right I know

And things need changin' everywhere you go

But till we start to make a move to make a few things right

You'll never see me wear a suit of white

Oh I'd love to wear a rainbow every day and tell the world that everything's okay

But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back

Till things're brighter I'm the man in black

With Johnny gone, the only living country artist who's worth a damn is Willie Nelson.

Ken

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