Clocks And Spoons John Prine

Clocks and spoons and empty rooms It's raining out tonight What a way to end a day By turnin' out the light Shoot the moon right between the eyes I'm sending most of me to sunny country side

Far From Me John Prine

As the cafe was closing on a warm summer night And Cathy was cleaning the spoons The radio played the hit parade And I hummed a long with the tune She asked me to change the station Said the song just

John Prine Low

I verified the mathand double-checked the syntaxI tried to heal your bodybut it just kept coming backyou never had a chanceI thought I was a poetI had so much to saybut now I want to see the bloodI...

Me, Myself And I John Prine

be a bottle And me, myself and I In that room there'll be a bottle And me, myself and I I've been introduced to many People I don't understand I've been in the house of lonely.

The Frying Pan John Prine

come home from work this evening There was a note in the frying pan It said fix your own supper babe I run off with the Fuller brush man [Chorus:] And I miss the way she used to yell at me

Donald And Lydia John Prine

C F C Small town, bright lights, Saturday night, C D G Pool halls and pinballs are flashing their lights.

The Torch Singer John Prine

The night club was burning From the torch singer's song And the sweat was floodin' her eyes The catwalk squeaked 'neath the bartender's feet And the smoke was too heavy to rise She sang of

Hello In There John Prine

We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there And it'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own, left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha And Joe is somewhere on the

A Good Time John Prine

Time was once just a clock to me and life was just a book a biography success was something you just had to be and I would spend myself unknowingly and you know that I could have me a million more friends

The Oldest Baby In The World John Prine

She's got the mind of a child And a body peaking over the hill Well, she would if she could And she should but nobody will With her nails painted red And her hair so unnaturally curled Well, I think that

Sweet Revenge John Prine

I got kicked off Noah's Ark I turn my cheek to unkind remarks there was two of everything but one of me and when the rains came tumbling down I held my breath and I stood my ground and I watched that ship

Grandpa Was A Carpenter John Prine

just dressed that way Brown neck tie, matching vest, both his wing tip shoes Built a closet on our back porch, put a penny in a burned out fuse Chorus: Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and

Out Of Love John Prine

Barley malts and does eat oats and little girls are lively And your liveliness has left me in a brew So I'm sitting here just drinking beer 'Cause there's nothing else to do And when I'm out of love, I'm

The Accident (Things Could Be Worse) John Prine

Last night I saw an accident on the corner of Third and Green two cars collided and I got excited just being part of that scene it was Mrs Tom Walker and her beautiful daughter Pamela was driving the car

Saddle In The Rain John Prine

long lost kind of peace of mind Peace of mind Try spending the night sometime All alone in a frozen room Afterneath you've lain Your Saddle in the rain I dreamed they locked God up Down in my basement And

Take The Star Out Of The Window John Prine

Robert was a sailor For the best years of his life His captain was his mother And the ocean was his wife Only fresh out of the cradle Life's one and only spring He was sworn to do his duty And got

Souvenirs John Prine

All the snow has turned to water, Christmas days have come and gone. Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on.

Rocky Mountain Time John Prine

The station was empty The trains were all gone I reached in my pocket And I wanted for dawn [Chorus:] The clock played drums And I hummed the sax And the wind whistled down The railroad

Please Don't Bury Me John Prine

Woke up this morning Put on my slippers Walked in the kitchen and died And oh what a feeling!

Maureen, Maureen John Prine

Maureen, Maureen, I shot a doctor last night on the airplane Well, they said he wouldn't hurt us But he got me real nervous and mean He was fat and he stank And God knows that he drank more than we do

Somewhere Someone's Falling In Love John Prine

Well, I got time on my hands and I got you on my mind And the moon and the stars up above There's a warm summer breeze Blowing down through the trees And somewhere someone's falling in love Well, if this

My Own Best Friend John Prine

I'm beginning to like you But, you know that ain't right 'Cause you'll just twist and twist and twist Till I'm all crooked inside You'll take all you gave me Like it never was there And

He Was In Heaven Before He Died John Prine

There's a rainbow of babies Draped over the graveyard Where all the dead sailors Wait for their brides And the cold bitter snow Has strangled each grass blade Where the salt from their tears

Six O'Clock News John Prine

The father was stranger and a stranger was the son. Call that child James Lewis, call these rooms a home. Changing all them diapers polish all that chrome.

If She Were You John Prine

Well, everytime I try to love another I never know exactly what to do I'd like to tell her just how much I want her And I could find the way if she were you Her eyes may shine for me and not another, Her

Middle Man John Prine

The cook looked over With a short order face Dropped a fork And he saw Flo's legs Straightened his apron And burnt my eggs I got competition Everywhere I go These days She was leaning

The Great Compromise John Prine

Little girl, who was almost a lady She had a way with all the men in her life Every inch of her blossoming beauty She was born on the Fourth of July Well, she lived in an aluminum house trailer And she

Flashback Blues John Prine

moments remaining in a burned out light Tragic magic prayers of passion Stay the same through changing fashions They freeze my mind like water on a winter's night Spent most of my youth Out hobo cruising And

Quiet Man John Prine

Strolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand I don't talk much I'm a quiet man Beauty and silence both run deep And running like crazy while you are alseep Chorus: You got news for me,I got nothing

Christmas In Prison John Prine

It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good we had turkey and pistols carved out of wood and I dream of her always even when I don't dream her name's on my tongue and her blood's in my stream

Spanish Pipedream John Prine

She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal Well she pressed her chest against me About the time the juke box broke Yeah, she gave me a peck on the

Speed Of The Sound Of Loneliness John Prine

You come home late and you come home early You come on big when you're feeling small You come home straight and you come home curly Sometimes you don't come home at all Chorus: So what in the world's come

Billy The Bum John Prine

Billy, the bum lived by the thumb And sang of the hobo's delight He'd prove he could run Twice as fast as the sun By losing his shadow at night Now he loved every girl In this curly headed

Linda Goes To Mars John Prine

I just found out yesterday that linda goes to mars Every time I sit and look at pictures of used cars She'll turn on her radio and sit down in her chair And look at me across the room, as if I wasn't there

Wedding Day In Funeralville John Prine

It's wedding day in Funeralville Your soup spoon's on your right The King and Queen will alternate With the refrigerator light They'll be boxing on the TV show The colored kids will sing

Common Sense John Prine

You can't live together You can't live alone Considering the weather Oh my, how you've grown From the men in the factories To the wild kangaroo Like those birds of a feather They're gathering together And

Everybody John Prine

While out sailing on the ocean While out sailing on the sea I bumped into the Savior And He said pardon me I said "Jesus you look tired" He said "Jesus so do you, Sit down son 'Cause I got

Mexican Home John Prine

It got so hot last night I swear you couldn't hardly breathe heat lightning burnt the sky like alcohol I sat on the porch without my shoes and I watched the cars roll by as the headlights raced to the

Paradise John Prine

And there's a backwoods old town that's often remembered So many times that my memories are worn.

Aimless Love John Prine

looks at strangers as potential dangers Trying to steal his aimless love Love has no mind, it can't spell unkind It's never seen a heart shaped like a valentine For if love knew him, it'd walk up to him And

Sam Stone John Prine

Sam Stone came home, To the wife and family After serving in the conflict overseas. And the time that he served, Had shattered all his nerves, And left a little shrapnel in his knees.

Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore John Prine

Well, I picked it up and I ran outside Slapped on my window shield, And if I could see old Betsy Ross I tell her how good I feel. Chorus: But your flag decal won't get you Into Heaven any more.

Way Down John Prine

The air is thin and the sky is fat I'm gonna buy me a brand new hat Wear it out and go insane Christ, I hope it never rains Way down...

The Late John Garfield Blues John Prine

weight Wind blown scarves in top down cars All share one western trait Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks From winos to dime-store Jews Probably don't know they give me These late John

My Old Kentucky Home, Goodnight John Prine

The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Tis summer, the darkies are gay The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in bloom While the birds make music all the day The young folks roll on the little cabin

Dear Abby John Prine

G C G Dear Abby, Dear Abby; My feet are too long, D My hair's falling out and my rights are all wrong.

That Close To You John Prine

shoe, poor you Everybody oughtta know It only hurts you for a little while So stop putting yourself on trial For something you didn't do Not you, to me, can't we be just like Lovers and

Slow Boat To China John Prine

Lets take a slow boat to china. leave from south carolina Lets take our time and go the long way On a junk boat to thailand with your hand in mine hand I sure hope we got something to say Well, this old

Sour Grapes John Prine

I don't care if the sun don't shine But it better or people will wonder No matter if it never quits rainin' Except the kids are afraid of the thunder Say sour grapes You can laugh and stare

Illegal Smile John Prine

When I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad Seem like total silence was the only friend I had Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down... and won And it was twelve o'clock before I realized That