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Published on Jan 10, 2010
Personal Tribute to my alltime hero Johnny Cash CISCO CLIFTONs FILLING STATION From my 1st CD 'Just as i am' (2000) www.robdokter.com
Talking about stories? THIS IS IT! Sad but true though. Tells about a gasstation along an old road before the building of the highway.... Progress of man?? Yeah... right.. progress MY A..*!! Lyrics below! i've uploaded the original version by Johnny Cash aswell. Hope you dig both of 'em! Rob 'The Doc' Dokter.
CISCO CLIFTON's FILLING STATION (LYRICS) :
Cisco Clifton had a filling station 'bout a mile and a half from town. Most cars passed, unless they were out of gas, so Cisco was always around. Regular gas was all that he sold, except tobacco, matches and oil. Other than that he fixed lots of flats, keeping Cisco's rough hands soiled. He'd wipe the glass and check the air and a hundred times a day he patiently gave directions on how to get to the state highway.
He usually would give 'em water, a tire or two, some air, and once a big black cadillac spent seven dollars there. He'd give anybody anything they'd ask and lend anything he had his tools, or tires, bumper jacks or wires, the good ones or the bad. In winter time there was a depot stove and a table for the checker game, and every morning at sunup the same checker players came. So Cisco Clifton's Filling Station was always in the red; personal loans were personally gone, but never a word was said.
One morning at eight o', the checker players heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight, and Cisco said: Hope my kids stay fed, when they build that interstate." It managed to pay for the property where the little filling station sat, and friends still came for the checker game, so Cisco settled for that.
He wouldn't say so, but Cisco knew that the interstate was too much to fight, but to keep will, and to pay his bills, he did odd jobs at night. He still opened up at sunrise and the checker game went on; cars flew past on high test gas, and the neighbors had sold out and gone.
If a car ever did go by, he was lost, and if it stopped, they were treated the same. So, at Cisco Clifton's Filling Station, there's a 'Howdy' and a checker game........
(Note by The Doc: just sit back and let it sink into you! HOW MANY CISCO's HAS THIS WORLD KNOWN ALREADY, LOSING THEIR LIVING TO THE PROGRESS OF MAN...........' God bless you John!