Johnny Cash
Badd Wolf Lyrics


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All black, Johnny Cash with the swag (with my swag)
Matte black, white walls on the lag (on the lag)
Well-dressed, throw some wax on my 'stache (on my 'stache)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)

Yellow boots on, and it all black
Pop a door, let me curl my mustache
Levis when I tiptoe, pullin' out the Zippo
Cigarette in my mouth when I spark it
Not close to the curb when I park it
Dressed like the boogeyman
Give a damn about the groupies, man
Nine o'clock and I'm runnin' late
Catch a show at the El Rey
Push 30 when I hear low playa
Shades on, give a fuck about my haters
Told me I'm one of a kind
She wanted a piece of my time, time
My seat is reclined
Believe she got on her mind

All black, Johnny Cash with the swag (with my swag)
Matte black, white walls on the lag (on the lag)
Well-dressed, throw some wax on my 'stache (on my 'stache)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)

Jack Daniels in my hand, a lil' whiskey
Two shots, I'ma get a little tipsy
Back to my Johnny Cash swag
I'm known to be dressed in all black
Bandana in my pocket
Whippin' in the cockpit
I'm really not violent, but if I have to I'll start a riot
I'm kissin' the eyes that stare
I love myself, I do not care
They love me, they hate me, they comin'
Don't matter to me, I promise
All black like a Catholic priest
Feelin' like the man wearin', wearin' my fleece
Hear click-clack when I'm roll in these streets
Bolo tie, I don't got a high self-esteem

All black, Johnny Cash with the swag (with my swag)
Matte black, white walls on the lag (on the lag)
Well-dressed, throw some wax on my 'stache (on my 'stache)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)




Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)

Overall Meaning

The song "Johnny Cash" by Badd Wolf is a tribute to the Man in Black himself, Johnny Cash. The lyrics describe the singer's style and attitude, comparing it to that of the outlaw country legend. The "swag" and "all black" outfit evoke Cash's iconic style, while the reference to "curl my mustache" and "throw some wax on my 'stache" pays homage to Cash's signature mustache. The song also includes references to Jack Daniels, whiskey, and a bandana in the pocket, all elements that were a part of Cash's image. The lyrics also touch on the idea of not caring what others think, as Cash himself was known for his rebellious attitude.


Overall, the song is a celebration of Johnny Cash's legacy and influence in music and culture. While Badd Wolf may not be country musicians themselves, the song shows that Cash's style and attitude have transcended genres and generations.


Line by Line Meaning

All black, Johnny Cash with the swag (with my swag)
I'm dressed head-to-toe in black, looking cool like Johnny Cash


Matte black, white walls on the lag (on the lag)
My car is matte black with white tires


Well-dressed, throw some wax on my 'stache (on my 'stache)
I am stylish and have waxed my mustache


All black, you can call me Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
My outfit is so black I could be mistaken for Johnny Cash


Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash) Johnny Cash (Johnny Cash)
Repeating the name Johnny Cash for emphasis


Yellow boots on, and it all black
I'm wearing yellow boots with my all-black outfit


Pop a door, let me curl my mustache
I'm posing with my cool mustache


Levis when I tiptoe, pullin' out the Zippo
I wear Levis and pull out a Zippo lighter when I tiptoe


Cigarette in my mouth when I spark it
I smoke while lighting my cigarette


Not close to the curb when I park it
I don't park my car close to the curb


Dressed like the boogeyman
I look scary like the boogeyman


Give a damn about the groupies, man
I don't care about the groupies who are after me


Nine o'clock and I'm runnin' late
I'm running late for my 9 PM show


Catch a show at the El Rey
I'm going to watch a show at the El Rey theater


Push 30 when I hear low playa
I drive at 30 mph when I hear a low rider


Shades on, give a fuck about my haters
I wear sunglasses and don't care about my haters


Told me I'm one of a kind
Someone told me that I'm unique


She wanted a piece of my time, time
A girl wanted to spend time with me


My seat is reclined
My car seat is pushed back


Believe she got on her mind
I think she has something on her mind


Jack Daniels in my hand, a lil' whiskey
I'm holding a Jack Daniels bottle with a bit of whiskey


Two shots, I'ma get a little tipsy
I'll get drunk after two shots


Back to my Johnny Cash swag
I'm back to my cool Johnny Cash style


I'm known to be dressed in all black
People know me for wearing all black


Bandana in my pocket
I have a bandana in my pocket


Whippin' in the cockpit
Driving my car like a pilot


I'm really not violent, but if I have to I'll start a riot
I'm not a violent person, but I'll cause trouble if needed


I'm kissin' the eyes that stare
I'm unapologetic about my style and kissing my haters


I love myself, I do not care
I love myself and don't care what others think


They love me, they hate me, they comin'
People have mixed feelings about me, but they're coming anyway


Don't matter to me, I promise
It doesn't matter to me, I promise


All black like a Catholic priest
I'm dressed all in black like a Catholic priest


Feelin' like the man wearin', wearin' my fleece
I feel like a cool man wearing my fleece


Hear click-clack when I'm roll in these streets
I can hear the sound of my shoes on the pavement as I walk


Bolo tie, I don't got a high self-esteem
I'm wearing a bolo tie, but I don't have a high self-esteem




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Written by: Antwan Kendall Lenn Thompson

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