He Was In Heaven Before He Died John Prine

Washed out with the tide And I smiled on the Wabash The last time I passed it Yes, I gave her a wink From the passenger side And my foot fell asleep As I swallowed my candy Knowing he

Grandpa Was A Carpenter John Prine

in a burned out fuse Chorus: Grandpa was a carpenter, he built houses, stores and banks Chain-smoked Camel cigarettes and hammered nails and planks He was level on the level, shaved even every door And

Sam Stone John Prine

There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.

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!

Saddle In The Rain John Prine

Or just across the line Have you been standing in the rain Reciting nursery rhymes?

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

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

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

While digesting Reader's Digest In the back of a dirty book store, A plastic flag, with CUM on the back, Fell out on the floor.

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

The Bottomless Lake John Prine

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

John Henry Van Morrison

When John Henry was a little baby Sittin' on his mama's knee Well he picked up a feather and a piece of steel And said that's gonna be the death of me Lord, lord, lord that's gonna be the death of me Well

Six O'Clock News John Prine

Wanda had a baby in nineteen fifty one. 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.

Pretty Good John Prine

I got a friend in Fremont, He sells used cars, ya know.

Angel From Montgomery John Prine

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 Chorus: Make me an

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

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

Donald And Lydia John Prine

sunken deep in her fat.

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

Middle Man John Prine

I was sitting in a diner With a girl named Flo She wouldn't say yes But she couldn't say no She said,?Darling, can I get a middle man??

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 want

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

Paradise John Prine

When I was a child, my family would travel Down to western Kentucky where my parents were born. And there's a backwoods old town that's often remembered So many times that my memories are worn.

John Henry Pete Seeger

John Henry was about three days old sittin' on his papa's knee He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel said Hammer's gonna be the death of me Lord Lord Hammer's gonna be the death of me The captain

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

I JUST SHOT JOHN LENNON The Cranberries

It was the fearful night of December 8th He was returning home from the studio, late He had perceptively known that it wouldn't be nice Because in 1980, he paid the price John Lennon died, John

Love, Love, Love John Prine

He stumbled through the alley with his long coat on Nothing but a bottle in his hand She sat in her apartment lonesome to the bone Wondering what had happened to her man [Chorus] Love, love, love, love

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

Mexican Home John Prine

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

Unwed Fathers John Prine

In an Appalachian, Greyhound station She sits there waitin', in a family way "Goodbye brother, tell mom, I love her Tell all the others, I'll write someday" From a teenage lover, to an unwed mother Kept

I Just Shot John Lennon Cranberries

It was the fearful night of December 8th, He was returning home from the studio, late. He had perceptively known that it wouldn't be nice. Because in 1980, he paid the price.

The Night That Kenny Died John Hiatt

He was the kind of kid you did not want to sit by He kept his boogers in his desk he wore a neck tie And he never washed his hair You wished he wasn't there But everybody cried The night that

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

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

Forbidden Jimmy John Prine

Forbidden Jimmy Has got a mighty sore tooth From biting too many dimes In a telephone booth He's got half of his bootlace Tied to the dial Thank you operator For getting Jimmy to smile

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

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

John Henry Harry Belafonte

John Henry he could hammer, He could whistle, he could sing He went to the mountain early in the mornin'' Just to hear his hammer ring, Lord, Lord Just to hear his hammer ring.

Diamonds In The Rough John Prine

While walking out, one evening, Not knowing where to go Just to pass the time away Before we held our show I heard a little mission band Playing with all their might I gave my soul to Jesus

The Laws Must Change John Mayall

up your minds It seems to be the fashion To say you're right and they are wrong It seems to be the fashion To say you're right and they are wrong But if you don't see both sides You'll find yourself in

Aimless Love John Prine

He's just a small fry, a bit too gun shy To have his heart touched without a glove He looks at strangers as potential dangers Trying to steal his aimless love Love has no mind, it can't spell unkind It's

John Ten Foot Pole

John takes a seat so he can wind his watch Not working anymore but it's so good to touch It's the only solid evidence of what he's done and seen It helps him to remember his past life was not a

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

John Henry Bruce Springsteen

One, two, three When John Henry was a little baby Sittin' on his daddy's knee He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel And cried, "hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord Hammer's

Sir John Carach Angren

Scalpel Clamps Pull him to the ground No innocent hands Every second counts Cut Through his skin thick blood flows No anaesthesia as I dig in Spleen uncovered brutally removed So wasteful tasteful eaten

Our King Randy Travis

Randy Travis About a thousand years before it came to pass it was said that it would be A virgin would be found to be with child and give birth to our King And they laid Him in a manger in the town of

Love At The Five & Dime John Prine, Kelsey Waldon

Rita was sixteen years, hazel eyes and chestnut hair She made the Woolworth counter shine And Eddie was a sweet romancer, and a darn good dancer And they'd waltz the aisles of the five and dime Now Eddie

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

Old John Robertson The Byrds

Old John Robertson He wore a Stetson hat People everywhere would Laugh behind his back No one cared to take Any time to find out What he was all about Fear kept them out Children laughed and played And

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

The Day John Kennedy Died (Live Version) Lou Reed

day John Kennedy died I dreamed that I could do the job that others hadn't done I dreamed that I was uncorrupt and fair to everyone I dreamed I wasn't gross or base, a criminal on the take And most