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In Person & On Stage

by John Prine

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1.
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 back of the neck And these are the words she spoke Blow up your TV throw away your paper Go to the country, build you a home Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches Try an find Jesus on your own Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve Well, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-coo Yeah she sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to do (Repeat Chorus) Well, I was young and hungry and about to leave that place When just as I was leavin', well she looked me in the face I said "You must know the answer." "She said, "No but I'll give it a try." And to this very day we've been livin' our way And here is the reason why We blew up our TV threw away our paper Went to the country, built us a home Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches They all found Jesus on their own
2.
She is my everything From her suntanned shoulders Down to the freckles On her wedding ring Here feet are so warm They could melt the snow In the early Spring She is my everything She goes everywhere from Copenhagen To making eggs and bacon down in Jackson Square I'd like to drive a Cadillac The color of her long black hair She goes everywhere Kisses that come all the way from China Kinda remind her of memories of Spain If I get lost you can always find her Standing right beside me in the rain She uses Eveready batteries to keep Her electrical appliances going steady She can do fourteen things at once And then the phone'll ring She is my everything She know everybody From Muhammad Ali To teaching Bruce Lee How to do karate She can lead a parade While putting on her shades In her Masarati She know everybody Kisses that come all the way from China Kinda remind her of memories of Spain If I get lost you can always find her Standing right beside me in the rain She is my everything When she wakes up in the morning That's when the birdies Start to sing When I hear her voice I'll tell you boys I forget everything She is my everything She is my everything
3.
She don't like her eggs all runny She thinks crossin' her legs is funny She looks down her nose at money She gets it on like the Easter Bunny She's my baby I'm her honey I'm never gonna let her go He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies He ain't too sharp but he gets things done Drinks his beer like it's oxygen He's my baby And I'm his honey Never gonna let him go In spite of ourselves We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, we're the big door prize We're gonna spite our noses Right off of our faces T here won't be nothin' but big old hearts Dancin' in our eyes. She thinks all my jokes are corny Convict movies make her horny She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs She takes a lickin' And keeps on tickin' I'm never gonna let her go. He's got more balls than a big brass monkey He's a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon Payday comes and he's howlin' at the moon He's my baby I don't mean maybe Never gonna let him go In spite of ourselves We'll end up a sittin' on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, we're the big door prize We're gonna spite our noses Right off of our faces There won't be nothin' but big old hearts Dancin' in our eyes. There won't be nothin' but big old hearts Dancin' in our eyes. (Spoken) In spite of ourselves
4.
Long Monday 03:48
You and me Sittin' in the back my memory Like a honey bee Buzzin' 'round a glass of sweet Chablis Radio's on Windows rolled up And my mind's rolled down Headlights shining Like silver moons Rollin' on the ground We made love In everyway love can be made And we made time Look like time Could never fade Friday Night We both made the guitar hum Saturday made Sunday feel Like it would never come Gonna be a long Monday Sittin' all alone on a mountain By a river that has no end Gonna be a long Monday Stuck like the tick of a clock That's come unwound - again Soul to soul Heart to heart And cheek to cheek Come on baby Give me a kiss That'll last all week The thought of you leavin' again Brings me down The promise of Your sweet love Brings me around It's gonna be a long Monday Sittin' all alone on a mountain By a river that has no end It's gonna be a long Monday Stuck like the tick of a clock That's come unwound - again And again
5.
Black faces pressed against the glass Where rain has pressed it's 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 Garfield blues Midnight fell on Franklin Street And the lamppost bulbs were broke For the life of me, I could not see But I heard a brand new joke Two men were standing upon a bridge One jumped and screamed you lose And just left the odd man holding Those late John Garfield blues An old man sleeps with his conscience at night Young kids sleep with their dreams While the mentally ill sit perfectly still And live through life's in-betweens I'm going away to the last resort In week or two real soon Where the fish don't bite but once a night By the cold light of the moon The horses scream- the nightmares dream And the dead men all wear shoes 'Cause everybody's dancin' Those late John Garfield blues
6.
Here's the story of a man and his family And a big trip that they took Well, I heard all about in a restaurant And I read it in a history book They rented a car at the Erie Canal But the car didn't have no brake Said Ma to Pa "My God this car" "Is gonna fall into the Bottomless Lake" Well, Mama turned to Daddy with a pale face Said "I've done something horribly wrong" "Well, the waters still runnin' in the bathtub" And I think I left the kitchen light on" Then I heard a crash the car when splash And the compass rolled around and around Oh, for Heaven's Sake! We fell in a lake And I think we're all gonna drown We are falling down Down to the bottom of a hole in the ground Smoke 'em if you got 'em I'm so scared I can hardly breathe I may never see my sweetheart again There was plenty of food in the backseat And the windows were rolled up tight So we all nibbled on a chicken leg Told stories 'way thru' the night Well, Pa told one that he told before A nd the baby got a bellyache Said Ma to Pa "My God this car" "Falling down a Bottomless Lake" (Repeat Chorus) Poppa played the music on the radio Mama rocked the baby to sleep He said he would've taken the other road But he didn't think the lake was that deep Well, if the ferry been there at the end of the pier We'd be half way to Uncle Jake's Instead of looking at fish out the window I wish We'd hit the bottom of the Bottomless Lake 'Stead of looking at fish out the window I wish We'd hit the bottom of the Bottomless Lake So if you're ever goin' on a big trip Ya better be careful out there Start everything on you good foot And wear clean underwear Take along a Bible in the backseat Read of David and Solomon For if you make a mistake in the Bottomless Lake You may never see your sweetheart again If you should make a mistake in the Bottomless Lake You may never see your sweetheart again If you should make a mistake in the Bottomless Lake You may never see your sweetheart again
7.
Way up on Bear Creek, Watching the sun go down. Way up on Bear Creek, Watching the sun go down. Well it makes me feel like I’m on my last go ‘round. The water up on Bear Creek, Tastes like cherry wine. The water up on Bear Creek, Tastes like cherry wine. One drink of that water, You stay drunk all the time. If you stay up on Bear Creek, You’ll get like Jesse James. If you stay up on Bear Creek, You’ll get like Jesse James. You’ll take two pistols, And you’ll rob that Bear Creek train. I’m going high, high, Up on some lonesome ridge. I’m going high, high, Up on some lonesome ridge. Look down on Bear Creek, Where my good gal used to live. Way up on Bear Creek, Watching the sun go down. Way up on Bear Creek, Watching the sun go down. Well it makes me feel like I’m on my last go ‘round.
8.
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 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 good bye 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 Without a net I had him up to the house one time And 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 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
9.
I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning thunder was desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry 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 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. (Repeat Chorus) There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there 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. (Repeat Chorus)
10.
While digesting Reader's Digest In the back of a dirty book store, A plastic flag, with gum on the back, Fell out on the floor. Well, I picked it up and I ran outside Slapped it on my window shield, And if I could see old Betsy Ross I'd tell her how good I feel. But your flag decal won't get you into heaven any more. They're already overcrowded From your dirty little war. Now Jesus don't like killin' No matter what the reason's for, And your flag decal won't get you into heaven any more. Well, I went to the bank this morning And the cashier he said to me, "If you join the Christmas club We'll give you ten of them flags for free." Well, I didn't mess around a bit I took him up on what he said. And I stuck them stickers all over my car And one on my wife's forehead. (Repeat Chorus) Well, I got my window shield so filled With flags I couldn't see. So, I ran the car upside a curb And right into a tree. By the time they got a doctor down I was already dead. And I'll never understand why the man Standing in the Pearly Gates said... "But your flag decal won't get you into heaven any more. We're already overcrowded From your dirty little war. Now Jesus don't like killin' No matter what the reason's for, And your flag decal won't get you into heaven any more."
11.
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 corner of the kitchen wall. Mama dear Your boy is here Far across the sea Waiting for That sacred core That burns inside of me And I feel a storm All wet and warm Not ten miles away Approaching My Mexican home. My God! I cried, it's so hot inside You could die in the living room Take the fan from the window Prop the door back with a broom The cuckoo clock has died of shock And the windows feel no pane The air's as still As the throttle on a funeral train. (Repeat Chorus) My father died on the porch outside On an August afternoon I sipped bourbon and cried With a friend by the light of the moon So its hurry! hurry! Step right up It's a matter of life or death The sun is going down And the moon is just holding its breath. (Repeat Chorus)
12.
In an Appalachian, Greyhound station She sits there waiting, in a family way "Goodbye brother, Tell Mom I love her Tell all the others, I'll write someday" From an teenage lover, to an unwed mother Kept undercover, like some bad dream While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered They run like water, through a mountain stream In a cold and gray town, a nurse say's "Lay down" ' This ain't no playground, and this ain't home' Someone's children, out having children In a gray stone building, all alone On somewhere else bound, Smokey Mountain Greyhound She bows her head down, hummin' lullabies 'Your daddy never, meant to hurt you ever' 'He just don't live here, but you've got his eyes' (Repeat Chorus) Well, they run like water, Through a mountain stream
13.
Oh the glory of true love Is a wild and precious thing It don’t grow on old magnolias Or only blossom in the spring No the glory of true love Is it will last your whole life through Never will go out of fashion Always will look good on you You can climb the highest mountain Touch the moon and stars above But Old Faithful’s just a fountain Compared to the glory of true love Long before I met you darlin’ Lord, I thought I had it all I could have my lunch in London And my dinner in St. Paul I got some friends in Albuquerque Where the governor calls me “Gov” You can give ‘em all to Goodwill For the glory of true love You can climb the highest mountain Touch the moon and stars above But Old Faithful’s just a fountain Compared to the glory of true love Glory, glory, glory, glory You can’t never get enough Time alone will tell the story Of the glory of true love Glory, glory, glory, glory You can’t never get enough Time alone will tell the story Of the glory of true love
14.
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. (Repeat Chorus) 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. (Repeat Chorus) 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. (Repeat Chorus)

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released May 25, 2010

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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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