Now we were young and we were bold

We were three out on the road

Stayin' up all night and drivin' past the dawn

Me and two from Tennessee, up in lights on that marquee

From Folsom Prison to San Quentin, oh but now those days are gone





His guitar was dark and deep, he played in the lower range

Even now it sends a shiver up my spine

He played a twangin' metal string, and his tone was round and strange

He left too soon and no one's ever took his place inside my mind





Luther, can you hear me where you are?

I'm still out here on the road and travelin' so far

Yeah Luther?





Yes, and I still miss the time, when we'd three play "Walk The Line"

With Marshall on the bass, I sang

And Luther played guitar





Now my heart still skips a beat, when I look at that back seat

And think back on those crazy times and one night stands

And all through the early days, past the booze and pills and haze

Oh, time just moves along and no one's left but God to understand





Luther, can you hear me where you are?

I still hear your guitar play at every honkey tonk and bar

Yeah Luther?





And late at night when I close my eyes I see black suits and bolo ties

And Marshall on the bass, I sing

And Luther played guitar





Luther, can you hear me where you are?

Now we're sleepin' in this big jet plane instead of your old car

Yeah Luther?





And while through this old world I roam, if the Lord should call me home

Put Marshall on the bass, I'll sing

And Luther play guitar