Johnny Cash The Folk Singer song lyrics

As I walk these narrow streets where a million passing feet have tried before me

With my guitar in my hand suddenly I realize nobody knows me

Where yesterday the multitude screamed and cried my name out for a song

The day the streets are empty and the crowds have all gone home

I pass a million houses but there is no place where I belong

All I knew to give it was song after song after song

All the truth I try to tell you were as distant to you as the moon

Born 200 years too late and 200 years too soon

I'm a child of this age locked inside the pages of your book

And when I am but dust and clay and other children stop take look

Well they marble at the miracles I did before them and to the heights I did inspired

Or will they tear out the pages of the book to light a fire

With the rain on my face there is no place where I belong

Did you forget the folk singer so soon?

And did you forget my song?