Every man has to come to a crossroad somewhere along the way   Johnny Cash came to his crossroad in a place called Nickajack Cave      Little white pills and whiskey   Honky tonks and smoke   One night stands with his country band   Had him strung out on the ropes      Well, he cried out to Jesus   He said, Jesus, I think I'm too lost to save   He already had one foot inside the grave   As he stepped into the mouth of Nickajack Cave      Everything was darkness   Wasn't no light at all   Just the cold dank air and the pitch black dirt   And the spiders on the walls      Well, he laid down beneath a ledge   And curled up there to meet his judgment day   The shivering came upon him wave by wave   Well, he could feel the breath of death in Nickajack Cave      Then high above him shone a light   He never would forget   Then he heard a voice say, Johnny Cash   I ain't through with you yet      Get up, I ain't through with you yet   I ain't through with you yet Johnny Cash, get up      Then he crawled out from beneath that ledge   Felt a gentle breeze   Tears and dirt smeared on his face   As peaceful as could be      Well, he knelt down upon the ground   Raised his eyes up to the light and prayed   He said, Lord, I'll be your servant from this day   That's how he became the man in black in Nickajack Cave   That's how he became the man in black in Nickajack Cave      Get up Johnny Cash, I ain't through with you yet   Get up, get up