Darlin' Companion (Live)

"Here, what's that? Hey, what are you guys drinking in those tall, purple glasses? What is that rotgut stuff? Tea? Hey, a little bit later on in the show, I'm gonna do you a brand new song that I wrote yesterday, called 'San Quentin'. Yeah. I'd like to ask my wife, June Carter, come back. Come here, June! Hey, I wonder, I wonder can we get Carl Perkins out to help us with this tune too? June and I have been singing this song, our version of a John Sebastian song, 'Darlin' Companion.'" Darlin' companion, come on and give me understandin' And let me be your champion, a hand to hold your pretty hand in Darlin' companion, now you know you'll never be abandoned Love will always light our landin', I can depend on you Oh, a little saucy mare like you should have a steed Oh, a little bridlin' down from you is what I need Darling companion, now you know you'll never be abandoned Love will always light our landin', I can depend on you Darlin' companion, come on and give me understandin' As long as we keep laughin', bear in mind just what could happen Darlin' companion, I tell the mountains and the canyons Long as I got legs to stand on, I'm gonna stick by you Oh, a little saucy mare like you should have a steed Oh, a little bridlin' down from you is what I need Darlin' companion, I tell the mountains and the canyons Long as I got legs to stand on, I'm gonna stick by you Darlin' companion, I tell the mountains and the canyons Long as I got legs to stand on, I'm gonna stick by you "Thank you very much. I have to sit down for-, okay, we'll, we'll do that for you, just a minute, thank you. I thought my guitar was out of tune there, at first. You sorry son of a. It is out of tune. Is that right? Terry, is that right? Will you tune the son of a *bleep*? We got all kinds of songs, here's one called 'A Boy Named Sue'. You wanna hear that one? You wanna hear 'The Boy Named Sue'? I do too, I'm anxious to hear it. I don't know how it's gonna sound, I'm anxious to hear. Does that block your camera view right there, is that all right? Do you want me to leave it there? I'm just gonna put it there, then. I'll put it back. Where is my guitar? Oh, here it is. We're sorry to say that Luther passed away, seven months ago, after being with us thirteen years, Luther Perkins. And um, how about one big cheer for Luther Perkins? Hey, I had a song called 'San Quentin' that I was gonna do. Where's my-, hey, in my kit back in there where I got all my dope-, I mean, where I got all my things, where's that? There's a, there's a little red notebook back there, would somebody-, would one of the guards bring it to me? Somebody bring it to me. Bring me the red notebook and I will... Hey, that, that briefcase back there of mine, you know, that's got all the songs I stole in it? Yeah. All right. Wrote a song yesterday. I tried, it takes a lot of imagination sometimes to write a song, and to really put something into it where somebody else can understand it and feel it. We've been in several prisons; San Quentin and Folsom Prison, and the Starkville, Mississippi jail, and uh. You wouldn't believe it, one night I got in jail in Starkville, Mississippi for picking flowers. I was walking down the street, I may sing that one for you a little bit later on, I was walking down the street-, what? Excuse me, I couldn't hear you, I was talking. I was walking down the street and, you know, going to get me some cigarettes or something, about two o'clock in the morning after a show, I think it was. Anyway, I reached down to pick the dandelion here and a daisy here as I went along, and this car pulls up, said, 'Get it in here, boy, what are you doing?' I said, 'I just picking flowers.' Well, $36 for picking flowers and a night in jail. You can't hardly win, can you? No telling what you'd do if you pull an apple or something. Well, I'd like to do this song on behalf of all you guys here at San Quentin to kinda get back at whoever you want to out there. In my case, I'd like to get back at the fella down in Starkville, Mississippi that still has my $36."