Everybody
Johnny Cash Lyrics


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Well they took a little honey from a honey tree
They dressed it up and they called at me

Now everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Well half past nine and half past four
Fifty women knocking on my door

And everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

I went out last night, I didn't stay late
'Fore I got home I had nineteen dates

And everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Me and my girl, sittin' in the shade
Talking about the money that she has made

And everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Get down

Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby




Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Overall Meaning

The song "Everybody" by Johnny Cash is about the singer's popularity with women. In the song, Cash describes how everyone is trying to be his baby after he happened to take honey from a tree and was dressed up as a result. Half-past nine and half-past four, women come knocking on his door, and even after coming home from a night out with nineteen dates, everyone is still trying to be his baby. The lyrics suggest that Cash is enjoying his newfound popularity with women, and he even talks about his exploits with his girlfriend. The catchy tune and upbeat tempo make for a fun and playful song that showcases Cash's skill as a storyteller.


Line by Line Meaning

Well they took a little honey from a honey tree
Someone took something precious and valuable from me and tried to make it their own.


They dressed it up and they called at me
The thieves disguised what they took and pretended like it belonged to them.


Now everybody's trying to be my baby
After seeing what was taken from me, everyone is trying to copy me and take credit for my work or achievements.


Well half past nine and half past four
At all hours of the day and night, people are constantly trying to get my attention or interfere with my life.


Fifty women knocking on my door
Dozens of people are bombarding me with requests, demands, or propositions, making it hard to focus on anything else.


I went out last night, I didn't stay late
I tried to have a normal evening, but my fame and popularity made it impossible to go unnoticed or have a peaceful time.


'Fore I got home I had nineteen dates
In a short amount of time, many people tried to get close to me and take my attention away from my personal life or interests.


Me and my girl, sittin' in the shade
Despite all the chaos and disruption, there are still moments of calmness or companionship to be enjoyed in life.


Talking about the money that she has made
In the midst of all the attention and distractions, it's important to remember what really matters in life and appreciate the good things we have.


Get down
A command signaling the end or climax of a song, but also a reminder that life can be tough and we need to keep pushing through the obstacles thrown our way.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Carl Lee Perkins

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Wayfaring Stranger - The New Appalachians - Lyrics

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world alone

There will be no sickness, toil or danger
In that grand land to which I roam

Well I'm going home to see my mother
I'm going home to a morning rose
I'm only goin' over Jordan
I'm only goin' over home

Musical Interlude

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is rough and steep
And beautiful fields lie just before me
Where God's redeemed there vigils keep

Well I'm going home to see my brothers
I'm going home no more to roam
I'm only goin' over Jordan
I'm only goin' over home

Musical Interlude

I'm going home to see my Father
I'm going home no more to roam
I'm only goin' over Jordan
I’m only goin’ where no one roams

I want to wear that crown of glory
When I get to that good land
I want to shout out salvation story
In concert with that blood washed band.
I'm going there to see my saviour
I’ll see his face no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I'm only goin' over home

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