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Broken Hearts & Dirty Windows: Songs of John Prine, Vol. 2

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1.
I've been down this road before, I remember every tree Every single blade of grass, holds a special place for me And I remember every town, every hotel room Every song I ever sang on a guitar out of tune I remember everything, things I can't forget The way you turned and smiled on me on the night that we first met And I remember every night your ocean eyes of blue I miss you in the morning light like roses miss the dew I've been down this road before alone as I can be Careful not to let my past go sneakin' up on me Got no future in my happiness, the regrets are very few Sometimes a little tenderness was the best that I could do I remember everything, things I can't forget Swimin' pools of butterflies would slip right through the net And I remember every night your ocean eyes of blue I miss you in the morning light like roses miss the dew I miss you in the morning light like roses miss the dew
2.
I got a friend in Fremont He sells used cars, ya know? Well, he calls me up twice a year Just to ask me how'd it go Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain But actually, everything is just about the same I met a girl from Venus Her insides were lined in gold Well, she did what she did, said "How was it, kid?" She was politely told "Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain But actually, everything is just about the same" Moonlight makes me dizzy Sunlight makes me clean Your light is the sweetest thing That this boy has ever seen Molly went to Arkansas She got raped by Dobbin's dog Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods And got pinned up against a log Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain 'Cause actually, all them dogs are just about the same Moonlight makes me dizzy Sunlight makes me clean Your light is the sweetest thing That this boy has ever seen I heard Allah and Buddha Were singing at the Savior's feast And up in the sky an Arabian rabbi Fed Quaker oats to a priest Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain 'Cause actually, all them gods are just about the same Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain 'Cause actually, everything is just about the same
3.
I wish, I hope, I wonder where you're at sometimes Is your back against the wall or just across the line? Have you been standing in the rain reciting nursery rhymes? Trying to recall some long lost kind of 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 he waited there for me to have this accident So he could drink my wine and eat me like a sacrament And I just stood there like I do, then I came and went I came and went like a bird in a foreign sky Couldn't even say goodbye or come and share the pain My saddle's in the rain I saw a friend who doesn't know if I'm his friend just yet His eyes and mouth were widely open and his jaw was set Like he'd fell off a cliff and hadn't hit the bottom yet I wish he wouldn't pull those things on me without a net I had him up to the house one time, we was having a real good time Then he went and lain his saddle in the rain In a laundromat not too far from the Alamo Sits a girl who stole my records very long ago And she wishes, wants and washes out those dirty clothes As she shuts her eyes and dreams about her one-eyed Joe Car parked on a dirty road, heaven knows the load she pulled Couldn't take the strain, a saddle in the rain
4.
Oh I get drunk most every night Seems like all we do is fight The more I drink, the less I feel blue Sometimes I feel like an awful fool Spendin' my life on an old barstool And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you If this date were to be our last I'd never set down this glass It'd take all the booze in the world to forget you You've left my heart a vacant lot I'll fill it with another shot And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you Looks like I had my fill Guess I better pay my bill When I started out, I only meant to have a few Someone just said that you left town I better get a double round And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you
5.
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 go sailing out to sea Take it back, take it back, oh no, you can't say that All of my friends are not dead or in jail Through rock and through stone, the black wind still moans Sweet revenge, sweet revenge without fail I caught an aisle seat on a plane And drove an English teacher half insane Making up jokes about bicycle spokes and red balloons So I called up my local DJ And he didn't have a lot to say 'Cause the radio has learned all of my favorite tunes Take it back, take it back, oh no, you can't say that All of my friends are not dead or in jail Through rock and through stone, the black wind still moans Sweet revenge, sweet revenge without fail The white meat is on the run And the dark meat is far too done And the milkman left me a note yesterday Get out of this town by noon You're coming on way too soon And besides that, we never liked you any way Take it back, take it back, oh no, you can't say that All of my friends are not dead or in jail Through rock and through stone, the black wind still moans Sweet revenge, sweet revenge without fail Sweet revenge, sweet revenge will prevail without fail
6.
Summer's end is around the bend just flyin' The swimmin' suits are on the line just dryin' I'll meet you there per our conversation I hope I didn't ruin your whole vacation Well you never know how far from home you're feelin' Until you've watched the shadows cross the ceilin' Well I don't know, but I can see it snowin' In your car, the windows are wide open Just come on home Come on home No you don't have to be alone Just come on home Valentines break hearts and minds at random That old Easter egg ain't got a leg to stand on Well I can see that you can't win for tryin' And New Year's Eve is bound to leave you cryin' Come on home Come on home No you don't have to be alone Just come on home The moon and stars hang out in bars just talkin' I still love that picture of us walkin' Just like that old house we thought was haunted Summer's end came faster than we wanted Come on home Come on home No you don't have to be alone Come on home Come on home You don’t have to be alone Just come on home
7.
All the snow has turned to water Christmas days have come and gone Broken toys and faded colors Are all that's left to linger on I hate graveyards and old pawn shops For they always bring me tears I can't forgive the way they rob me Of my childhood souvenirs Memories, they can't be boughten They can't be won at carnivals for free Well it took me years to get those souvenirs And I don't know how they slipped away from me Broken hearts and dirty windows Make life difficult to see That's why last night and this mornin' Always look the same to me I hate reading old love letters For they always bring me tears I can't forgive the way they rob me Of my sweetheart's souvenirs Memories, they can't be boughten They can't be won at carnivals for free Well it took me years to get those souvenirs And I don't know how they slipped away from me
8.
I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning, thunder were desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to To believe in this living is just a hard way to go When I was a young girl, well, I had me a cowboy He weren't much to look at, just a free rambling man But that was a long time and no matter how I try The years just flow by like a broken-down dam Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to To believe in this living is just a hard way to go There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em, they're buzzing And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today How the hell can a person go to work in the morning And come home in the evening and have nothing to say? Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
9.
Sam Stone came home to his 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 knee But the morphine eased the pain And the grass grew round his brain And gave him all the confidence he lacked With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin', I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Mmm... Sam Stone's welcome home didn't last too long He went to work when he'd spent his last dime And Sammy took to stealing when he got that empty feeling For a hundred dollar habit without overtime And the gold rolled through his veins Like a thousand railroad trains And eased his mind in the hours that he chose While the kids ran around wearin' other people's clothes There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin', I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Mmm... Sam Stone was alone when he popped his last balloon Climbing walls while sitting in a chair Well, he played his last request While the room smelled just like death With an overdose hovering in the air But life had lost its fun And there was nothing to be done But trade his house that he bought on the G.I. Bill For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin', I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Mmm...
10.
The rain came down on a tin roof Hardly a sound was left from the birthday party The kitchen light fell asleep on a bedroom floor Me and her were talking softer Than all the time before I lost her Picture sat on top of the chest of drawers One red rose in the Bible Pressed between the Holy alphabet Probably wouldn't believe you, if you told me But what I never knew, I never will forget Rainy nights get dark real early Her dress was soft, her hair was curly We danced around the table to the old banjo Rainy nights were made for lovers We lay there still beneath the covers And I ain't never felt like that before One red rose in the Bible Pressed between the Holy alphabet Probably wouldn't believe you, if you told me But what I never knew, I never will forget
11.
We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there Well, 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 road We lost Davy in the Korean War And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore You know that old trees just grow stronger And old rivers grow wilder every day Old people just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello." Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more She sits and stares through the backdoor screen And all the news just repeats itself Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen Someday I'll go and call up Rudy We worked together at the factory But what could I say if he asks "What's new?" "Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do." You know that old trees just grow stronger And old rivers grow wilder every day Old people just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello." So if you're walking down the street sometime And spot some hollow ancient eyes Please don't just pass 'em by and stare As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello."
12.
When I was a child my family would travel Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered So many times that my memories are worn And Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County? Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River To the abandoned old prison down by Airdrie Hill Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols But empty pop bottles was all we would kill And Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County? Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man And Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County? Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away When I die, let my ashes float down the Green River Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester Dam I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin' Just five miles away from wherever I am And Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County? Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

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The newest collection celebrating the life and music of John Prine.

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released October 8, 2021

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A two-time Grammy-winner, John Prine is among the English language’s premier phrase-turners. Almost 50 years into a remarkable career that has drawn praise from Bob Dylan, Kris Kristofferson, Bonnie Raitt, Roger Waters, Tom Petty, Bruce Springsteen & others. He is a 2019 Rock & Songwriter’s Hall of Fame inductee, a Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame member and a PEN New England Lyrics Award. ... more

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