Like Johnny and June Beset by the ‘Scourge of Saskatoon’ Singin' something 'bout a train Or an early grave Like she was holdin' his heart By the neck of a red guitar Then she pulled the pin from her hair And it blew apart The cookies never crumbled And they always seemed so sweet And their beauty last'd forever May we never dig too deep And we'll still get high on their memories Still get high on their memory, oh I hope ya find yours and I find mine (Hey,) it's always been about us love I hope ya find yours and I find mine (Hey,) it's always been about us love You were holdin' my hand There's a fire, and another man There's a passenger seat Somewhere far from me And when I play it back It feels like summer (and a heart attack) And ‘what's the point of doin' anything If they ain't gonna pay ya well? ’ Well you're ten feet tall in the legends I tell Breathin' fire and raisin' hell But ya still get high on my memory So why'd ya never get high with me? I hope ya find yours and I find mine (hey) It's always been about us love You said This is the story And these are the rules I'll never letcha go Without a piece a me Every broken chorus Between bars of blues Johnny never let her down Nah, he never set her free I hope ya find yours and I find mine (hey) It's always been about us love Our love, our love