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by John Prine

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1.
Picture Show 03:55
A young man from a small town With a very large imagination Lay alone in his room with his radio on Looking for another station When the static from the mouthpiece Gave way to the sound below James Dean went out to Hollywood And put his picture in a Picture Show. James Dean went out to Hollywood And put his picture in a Picture Show. And It's Oh Daddy get off of your knees Mamma why'd you have to go Your darling Jim is out a limb I put my picture in a Picture Show Whoa Ho! Put my picture in a Picture Show Hamburgers Cheeseburgers Wilbur and Orville Wright John Garfield in the afternoon Montgomery Clift at night When the static hit the mouthpiece Gave way to the sound below James Dean went out to Hollywood And put his picture in a Picture Show. (Repeat Chorus) A Mocca man in a wigwam sitting on a Reservation. With a big black hole in the belly of his soul Waiting on an explanation While the white man sits on his fat can And takes pictures of the Navajo Every time he clicks his Kodak pics He steals a little bit of soul. Every time he clicks his Kodak pics He steals a little bit of soul. (Repeat Chorus) Yie Hi! Put my picture in a Picture Show Here we go! A young man from a small town With a very large imagination...
2.
I don't want your big French Fry I don't want your car I don't want to buy no soap From no washed-up movie star You are so much louder Than the show I wanna hear With your sugarless gum Gee, but I'm dumb Non-alcoholic beer It's enough to make a grown man Blow up his own TV Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me I heard you the first time I heard myself say Seems like the little woman Is getting bigger every day You don't have to tell the neighbors A little silence ain't no sin They already think my name is Where in the hell you been? Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder Constantly Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Whoa oh whoa oh Sweet Serenity Whoa oh whoa oh Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Ain't it great at the end of the day When there ain't no sound around Just me and the fence post Staring each other down Nothing but a big bunch of nothing Driving me insane Cause there ain't no voice that's louder Than the one inside my brain Hey you go on Go on and let me be Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Whoa oh whoa oh Sweet Serenity Whoa oh whoa oh Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me Quit hollerin' at me
3.
You Got Gold 04:56
Is there ever enough space between us To keep us both honest and true? Why is it so hard just to sit in the yard And stare at the sky so blue? I've got a new way of walking and a new way of talking Honey when I'm around you, But it gives me the blues when I've got some good news And you're not there to bring it to. Life is a blessing, it's a delicatessen Of all the little favors you do. All wrapped up together no matter the weather, Baby you always come through. It's a measure of treasure that gives me the pleasure Of loving you the way I do And you know I would gladly say I need your love badly And bring these little things to you. Cause you got gold Gold inside of you You got gold Gold inside of you Well I got some Gold inside me too Well I'm thinking I'm knowing that I gotta be going You know I hate to say so long. It gives me an ocean of mixed up emotion I'll have to work it out in a song. Well I'm leaving a lot for the little I got But you know a lot a little will do And if you give me your love I'll let it shine up above And light my way back home to you. (Repeat Chorus) You got wheels Turning inside of you You got wheels Turning inside of you Well I got wheels Turning inside me too.
4.
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
5.
Space Monkey 05:12
Space Monkey, Space Monkey What you doing out there? Why it's dark as a dungeon way up in the air Come gather round me you little monkeys and a story I'll tell About a brave young primate, outer space knew him well He was born at the top of a big old tree Way back in 1953. He could swing through the jungle and hang by his toes Till they took him to Russia cause they could I suppose They dressed him up in a spacesuit and it started to snow Shot him off in a rocket where no man would go Space Monkey Space Monkey What you doing out there? Why it's dark as a dungeon way up in the air There'll be no one to greet you when you get back home No hammer or sickle you'll be on your own. He had plenty of Cuban bananas and loads of Spam But he found great difficulty trying to open the can One day he slipped on a banana peel and the ship lost control It spun out of orbit and shot o]ut the black hole It's been four decades now, that's nine monkey years That's a long time for a Space Monkey to confront all his fears Space Monkey Space Monkey What you doing out there? Why it's dark as a dungeon way up in the air There'll be no one to greet you when you get back home No hammer or sickle you'll be all on your own. Space Monkey, Space Monkey It's time to get real The space race is over, how does it feel Cold War's had a heatwave, Iron Curtain's torn down They've rolled up the carpet in Space Monkey town Now Leningrad is Petersburg and Petersburg's hell For a card-carrying monkey with a story to tell The Space Monkey was reportedly last sighted about A half a block off of Red Square In a karaoke bar having a few drinks with some of his friends There was the dog that flew Sputnik And a blind red-headed, one legged parrot Who had done some minor research for Dow Chemical They were drinking American Vodka Imported all the way from Paducah, Kentucky And reportedly had their arms around each other's Shoulders singing. "Those were the days, my friend, we thought they'd never end" Space Monkey, Space Monkey There's nothing to do But it's better than living in a Communist zoo There'll be no one to greet you when you get back home No hammer or sickle you'll be all on you own
6.
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
7.
I can hear the wheels of the automobiles So far away - just moving along through the drifting snow It's times like these when the temperatures freeze I sit alone just looking at the world through a storm window And down on the beach the sandman sleeps Time don't fly it bounds and leaps And a country band that plays for keeps They play it so slow Don't let your baby down Don't let your baby down Don't let your baby down Well, the spirits were high 'til the well went dry For so long the raven at my window was only a crow I bought the rights to the inside fights And watched a man just beating his hand against a storm window While miles away o'er hills and streams A candle burns A witch's dreams And silence is golden till it screams Right through your bones (Repeat Chorus) Storm windows - Gee but I'm getting old Storm window - keep away the cold
8.
(Spoken) Jesus.... the missing years It was raining. It was cold West Bethlehem was no place for a twelve year old So he packed his bags and he headed out To find out what the world's about He went to France. He went to Spain He found love. He found pain. He found stores so he started to shop But he had no money so he got in trouble with a cop Kids in trouble with the cops From Israel didn't have no home So he cut his hair and moved to Rome It was there he met his Irish bride And they rented a flat on the lower east side of Rome... Italy that is Music publishers, book binders, Bible belters, Money Changers, Spoon Benders and lots of pretty Italian chicks. Charley bought some popcorn Billy bought a car Someone almost bought the farm But they didn't go that far Things shut down at midnight At least around here they do Cause we all reside down the block Inside at ....23 Skidoo. Wine was flowing so were beers So Jesus found his missing years So He went to a dance and said "This don't move me" He hiked up his pants and he went to a movie On his thirteenth birthday he saw "Rebel without a Cause" He went straight on home and invented Santa Claus Who gave him a gift and he responded in kind He gave the gift of love and went out of his mind You see him and the wife wasn't getting along So he took out his guitar and he wrote a song Called "The Dove of Love Fell Off the Perch" But he couldn't get divorced in the Catholic Church At least not back then anyhow Jesus was a good guy he didn't need this shit So he took a pill with a bag of peanuts and A Coca-Cola and he swallowed it. He discovered the Beatles And he recorded with the Stones Once He even opened up a three-way package In Southern California for old George Jones (Repeat Chorus) The years went by like sweet little days With babies crying pork chops and beaujolais When he woke up he was seventeen The world was angry. The world was mean. Why the man down the street and the kid on the stoop All agreed that life stank. All the world smelled like poop Baby poop that is ..the worst kind So he grew his hair long and threw away his comb And headed back to Jerusalem to find Mom, Dad and home But when he got there the cupboard was bare Except for an old black man with a fishing rod He said "Whatcha gonna be when you grow up?" Jesus said "God" Oh my God, what have I gotten myself into? I'm a human corkscrew and all my wine is blood They're gonna kill me Mama. They don't like me Bud. So Jesus went to Heaven and he went there awful quick All them people killed him and he wasn't even sick So come and gather around me my contemporary peers And I'll tell you all the story of Jesus...The Missing Years We all reside down the block Inside at ....23 Skidoo.
9.
Does he still think about her Why there was never really any doubt Every time he lights a candle Or blows a candle out The scientific nature of the ordinary man Is to go on out and do the best you can I don't think that you know That I think you don't know That old barometer goes crazy baby Every time it starts to snow You won't find me walking Round your part of town Humidity built the snowman Sunshine brought him down This world is full of people They never seem to fall Somebody said they seen you You hadn't changed at all The fundamental story Of the contemporary man Is to walk away and someday understand I don't think that you know That I think you don't know That old barometer goes crazy baby Every time it starts to snow You won't find me walking Round your part of town Humidity built the snowman Sunshine brought him down The scientific nature of the ordinary man Is to go on out and do the best you can I don't think that you know That I think you don't know That old barometer goes crazy baby Every time it starts to snow You won't find me walking Round your part of town Humidity built the snowman Sunshine brought him down Humidity built the snowman Sunshine brought him down Brought him down
10.
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 I was havin' ... no fun But fortunately I have the key to escape reality And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone No I'm just tryin' to have me some fun Last time I checked my bankroll, It was gettin' thin Sometimes it seems like the bottom Is the only place I've been I chased a rainbow down a one-way street... dead end And all my friends turned out to be insurance salesmen (Repeat Chorus) Well, I sat down in my closet with all my overalls Tryin' to get away From all the ears inside my walls I dreamed the police heard Everything I thought... what then? Well I went to court And the judge's name was Hoffman Ah but fortunately I have the key to escape reality And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone No I'm just tryin' to have me some fun Well done, hot dog bun, my sister's a nun
11.
You must be daddy's little pumpkin I can tell by the way you roll You must be daddy's little pumpkin I can tell by the way you roll Why it's quarter past eleven And you're sleeping on the bedroom floor I can see the fire burning Burning right behind your eyes I can see the fire burning Burning right behind your eyes You must of swallowed a candle Or some other kind of surprise I'm going down to Memphis I got three hundred dollars in cash I'm going down to Memphis I got three hundred dollars in cash All the women in Memphis Want to see how long my money will last I'm going downtown I'm gonna to rattle somebody's cage I'm going downtown I'm gonna rattle somebody's cage I'm gonna beat on my guitar And strut all around the stage If you see my baby coming Don't tell her that her daddy's in jail If you see my baby coming Don't you tell her that her daddy's in jail She'd sell her little pumpkin just to raise Her sweet daddy's bail You must be daddy's little pumpkin I can tell by the way you roll You must be daddy's little pumpkin I can tell by the way you roll You never do nothing To save your doggone soul.
12.
Lake Marie 08:49
We were standing Standing by peaceful waters Standing by peaceful waters Whoa Wah Oh Wha Oh Whoa Wah Oh Wha Oh Many years ago along the Illinois-Wisconsin Border There was this Indian tribe They found two babies in the woods White babies One of them was named Elizabeth She was the fairer of the two While the smaller and more fragile one was named Marie Having never seen white girls before And living on the two lakes known as the Twin Lakes They named the larger and more beautiful Lake, Lake Elizabeth And thus the smaller lake that was hidden from the highway Became known forever as Lake Marie (Repeat Chorus) Many years later I found myself talking to this girl Who was standing there with her back turned to Lake Marie The wind was blowing especially through her hair There was four Italian sausages cooking on the outdoor grill And Man, they was ssssssssizzlin' Many years later we found ourselves in Canada Trying to save our marriage and perhaps catch a few fish Whatever seemed easier That night she fell asleep in my arms Humming the tune to 'Louie Louie' Aah baby, We gotta go now. (Repeat Chorus) The dogs were barking as the cars were parking The loan sharks were sharking the narcs were narcing Practically everyone was there In the parking lot by the forest preserve The police had found two bodies Nay, naked bodies Their faces had been horribly disfigured by some sharp object Saw it on the news On the TV news In a black and white video You know what blood looks like in a black and white video? Shadows, Shadows that's exactly what it looks like All the love we shared between her and me was slammed Slammed up against the banks of Old Lake Marie, Marie We were standing Standing by peaceful waters Standing by peaceful waters Whoa Wah Oh Wha Oh Whoa Wah Oh Wha Oh Whoa Wah Oh Wha Oh Whoa Wah Oh Wha Oh Standing by peaceful waters Peaceful waters Standing by peaceful waters Peaceful waters Standing by peaceful waters Peaceful waters Standing by peaceful waters Peaceful waters Ahh baby, we gotta go now
13.
If I Could 03:11
If I could make my living going fishing Then I would make my living with a line and pole Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some working clothes Cause I ain't making money going fishing Like I'm paid at the factory If I could pay all these bills with my guitar Then I would pay these bills with some rock and roll Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some working clothes Cause I ain't making money playing guitar Like I'm paid at the factory Now if I could (if I could) Then I would (then I would) Make money doing something that I love I'd thank my lucky stars above If I could just get by loving you dear Then I would just get by making love to you Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some working clothes Cause I ain't making money making love Like I'm paid at the factory (Repeat Chorus) If I could make my living going fishing Then I would make my living with a line and pole Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some working clothes Cause I ain't making money going fishing Like I'm paid at the factory (Repeat Chorus) If I could just get by loving you dear Then I would just get by making love to you Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some working clothes Cause I ain't making money making love Like I'm paid at the factory Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some working clothes Cause I ain't making money making love Like I'm paid at the factory Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some working clothes Cause I ain't making money making love Like I'm paid at the factory
14.
I'm awfully tired of the same old business Kiss the babies, make 'em cry I'm only lookin' for one good woman Cross my heart and hope to die Stick a needle in my eye, eye, eye Got a load of mashed potatoes Holdin' gravy like a fishin' hole I know something that might sound funny I got no money and my buddy's broke I got no money and my buddy's broke Counterculture, mother vulture Post Toasties and a quart of beer I'm only looking for a place to go to Somebody ask me what I'm doin' here? Somebody ask me what I'm doin' here? A boneless breast and a crispy thigh Sittin' at the bar n' giving me the eye Black crows on a garbage can What kind of fella do you think I am? Stick a needle in my eye, eye, eye I'm fallin' in with bad companions My mind is weak and my throat is dry Thanksgiving in the Grand Canyon Can't keep my fingers off that country pie I'm awfully tired of the same old business Kiss the babies, make 'em cry I'm only lookin' for one good woman Cross my heart and hope to die Stick a needle in my eye, eye, eye Stick a needle in my eye, eye, eye
15.
A girl meets a guy A car passes by The moon shines down on a tree A kid in the park Should have been home by dark You mean so much to me The snow on the ground A merry-go_round A sight that was somethin' to see Some cigarette smoke Some laughter a joke You mean so much to me It seems to be Like heaven to me With you at the end of the day Here's looking at you Here's looking at me Dancing with history That old crocodile Got a satisfied smile His life is no big mystery A postcard you wrote A musical note You mean so much to me Here's looking at you Here's looking at you Here's looking at me Dancing with history It seems to be Like heaven to me With you at the end of the day A girl meets a guy A car passes by The moon shines down on a tree I'm thinking of you So what else is new You mean so much to me You mean so much to me

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released April 8, 1997

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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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