Face of Despair
Johnny Cash Lyrics


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Fingers callus from the plough wrinkled weather beatin' brow
Streak of silver in the hair mhm face of despair
A back that's bent from years of toil thorns grow in the worn out soil
No one left to really care nhm face of despair

If you should plough old fields like these you'd plough up memories
Don't tell the young to mend their ways you can't show them better days
Their better days are yet ahead your better days have long been dead
Rest easy in your rocking chair mhm and look at your September country
Face of despair

Shoulders weary from the load life is rough as a gravel road
How much of it can you bear mhm look at your September country face of despair
In the September of your years eyes that hide a veil of tears
A look of longing always there mhm face of despair





If you should plough...
Mhm if you should plough...

Overall Meaning

Johnny Cash's song "Face of Despair" speaks to the struggles and hardships of an aging farmer. The lyrics paint a picture of a man who has spent his life working on the land, with calloused fingers and a weather-beaten brow. The man's back is bent from years of toil, and there is no one left to care for him. The chorus speaks to the man's weariness and the look of longing in his eyes, as he looks out at his September country, the twilight of his life. Cash's powerful voice and evocative imagery come together to tell a poignant story of aging and isolation.


Line by Line Meaning

Fingers callus from the plough wrinkled weather beatin' brow
The hard work of farming has left rough skin and wrinkles on the face.


Streak of silver in the hair mhm face of despair
The stress and hardship of life has caused premature aging and brought about feelings of hopelessness.


A back that's bent from years of toil thorns grow in the worn out soil
The physical labor of farming has caused the body to break down, and the once-productive land has become barren and difficult to cultivate.


No one left to really care nhm face of despair
There is a sense of loneliness and isolation in old age, with no one around to provide help and support.


If you should plough old fields like these you'd plough up memories
Working on familiar farmland can bring back memories of past experiences and hardships.


Don't tell the young to mend their ways you can't show them better days
It is difficult to impart wisdom and guidance to younger generations when their experiences are vastly different from those of the past.


Their better days are yet ahead your better days have long been dead
Despite the struggles of today's world, there is still hope for the future for young people. However, the elderly have already experienced the best days of their lives and there is little left for them to look forward to.


Rest easy in your rocking chair mhm and look at your September country
With little else to do, sitting in a rocking chair and looking out at the countryside becomes a form of comfort and entertainment for the elderly.


Shoulders weary from the load life is rough as a gravel road
The difficulties of life weigh heavily on the elderly, and they can feel as though every step is a struggle.


How much of it can you bear mhm look at your September country face of despair
The challenges of life can become overwhelming, and it can be difficult to see any hope or joy in the future.


In the September of your years eyes that hide a veil of tears
The advanced age of the elderly can cause them to become emotional and sad, with tears welling up in their eyes.


A look of longing always there mhm face of despair
Despite trying to find contentment and happiness, there is a sense of longing and dissatisfaction that remains in the elderly.


If you should plough...
This line is repeated multiple times, emphasizing the message of the song that younger generations cannot fully understand the trials and tribulations of the elderly.




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on Wayfaring Stranger

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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