I called Johnny Cash J.R….
that’s what his Mama called him. He was J.R. to me.
Anytime that I start missing Johnny Cash I play his music,
read his books, look at pictures,or watch films of him and the band.
Johnny Cash is everywhere. A part of the atmosphere.Like the wind, the rain.
J.R. is a different story. He was the man behind the myth.
The country boy from Arkansas. He was my friend.
One day I was missing him a little extra
so I wrote a song entitled “I Walk Alone”,
a tune that I was pretty sure he would have liked
and probably recorded in his Memphis days.
I sang it to myself and my band a time or two
and then put it away until I met Terry Lee Goffee.
I totally enjoyed his concert and I appreciate the
care and attention that he’s putting into keeping J.R.’s music alive.
After watching Terry work I knew that
“I Walk Alone” belonged to him.
He’s a troubadour and a pilgrim.
A member in good standing of the Black Coat Society.
Stay close to the edge Terry. It’s warmer there.