Johnny Cash - The Man Who Couldn't Cry Lyrics
(Loudon Wainwright III)There once was a man who just couldn't cryHe hadn't cried for years and for yearsNapalmed babies and the movie love storyFor instance could not produce tearsAs a child he had cried as all children willThen at some point his tear ducts ran dryHe grew to be a man, the feces hit the fanThings got bad, but he couldn't cryHis dog was run over, his wife up and left himAnd after that he got sacked from his jobLost his arm in the war, was laughed at by a whoreAh, but sill not a sniffle or sobHis novel was refused, his movie was pannedAnd his big Broadway show was a flopHe got sent off to jail; you guessed it, no bailOh, but still not a dribble or dropIn jail he was beaten, bullied and buggeredAnd made to make license platesWater and bread was all he was fedBut not once did a tear stain his faceDoctors were called in, scientists, tooTheologians were last and practically leastThey all agreed sure enough; this was sure no cream puffBut in fact an insensitive beastHe was removed from jail and placed in a placeFor the insensitive and the insaneHe played lots of chess and made lots of friendsAnd he wept every time it would rainOnce it rained forty days and it rained forty nightsAnd he cried and he cried and he cried and he criedOn the forty-first day, he passed awayHe just dehydrated and diedWell, he went up to heaven, located his dogNot only that, but he rejoined his armDown below, all the critics, they loot it all backCancer robbed the whore of her charmHis ex-wife died of stretch marks, his ex-employer went brokeThe theologians were fina
