Bourbon for Breakfast
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I couldn't hear you for the TV, I didn't know you said goodbye
I saw your canceled check for the airfare, didn't know flyin' got too high
Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.

I've run out of clean utensils, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
I heard the crows outside my window, guess it's me they're talkin' about
The fire you lit has burnt to cinders, every good things fizzled out
Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.

Wish you'd come back and wash the dishes, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
Caught a cold with the window open, crow droppings o my window sill
Probably got histoplasmosis, got no gun or I would kill them crows
Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.

Plastic forks are a dime a dozen I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
Finally made it to the mailbox, felt so bad I thought I'd die
All I got was a bill from my doctor, well I guess flyin' ain't so high
Bean for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.

Blue tick mattress cold and greasy, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
The house burned down from the fire that I built, in your closet by mistake




After I took all them pills, but I got out safe in my duck head overalls
Beans for breakfast once again, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man.

Overall Meaning

The song "Beans for Breakfast" by Johnny Cash is a somber tune about a man who has hit rock bottom. The song's protagonist is an unhygienic, lonely man who is surviving on canned beans for breakfast. The song's lyrics depict the man's desperation as he longs for the return of his lover, who has left him alone in a decrepit house. His attempts at hygiene and cleanliness are thwarted by the fact that he has run out of clean utensils and is being harassed by crows that are perched on his window sill. The song's final verse reveals that the man accidentally burned down his house but managed to escape with his life.


Through the song's lyrics, Cash paints a vivid image of a man who has been stripped of his dignity and reduced to living in squalor. The man's mundane existence of eating canned beans for breakfast highlights the monotony and isolation that has become his life. His desire for normalcy is evident in his yearning for his partner to return and wash the dishes, and his desperation is palpable as he contemplates killing the crows that are disturbing him.


Overall, "Beans for Breakfast" is a haunting portrayal of the isolation, desperation, and loss that can come from a life lived on the fringes of society.


Line by Line Meaning

I couldn't hear you for the TV, I didn't know you said goodbye
I was too distracted by television, didn't hear that you were leaving


I saw your canceled check for the airfare, didn't know flyin' got too high
I noticed the canceled check for your flight, didn't realize air travel got too expensive


Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
I have no clean dishes to eat from, stuck eating canned beans again


I've run out of clean utensils, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
I have no clean tools to prepare or eat food, feeling hungry and lonely


I heard the crows outside my window, guess it's me they're talkin' about
I hear crows outside making noise, imagining they're gossiping about me


The fire you lit has burnt to cinders, every good things fizzled out
The flame we had has died out, and all the good things we shared are gone


Wish you'd come back and wash the dishes, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
I wish you were here to wash the dishes, feeling hungry, dirty, and alone


Caught a cold with the window open, crow droppings on my window sill
I got sick from leaving the window open, and there's bird poop on my window ledge


Probably got histoplasmosis, got no gun or I would kill them crows
I might have an illness caused by bird droppings, but I don't have a gun to get rid of the pesky crows


Plastic forks are a dime a dozen, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
I have no real silverware to use, and I'm feeling hungry, dirty, and alone


Finally made it to the mailbox, felt so bad I thought I'd die
I checked my mailbox and felt so overwhelmed by my situation that I almost collapsed


All I got was a bill from my doctor, well I guess flyin' ain't so high
I only received a medical bill in the mail, which shows that flying is not worth the cost


Blue tick mattress cold and greasy, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
My cheap, dirty mattress is uncomfortable, and I'm feeling hungry, dirty, and alone


The house burned down from the fire that I built, in your closet by mistake
I accidentally started a fire in your closet, which caused the whole house to burn down


After I took all them pills, but I got out safe in my duck head overalls
I took some pills, but still managed to escape the burning house in my work clothes


Beans for breakfast once again, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man.
I'm stuck eating canned beans for breakfast, and feeling hungry, dirty, and alone




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Written by: JOHNNY CASH

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