Тексты песен «John Prine»

Some of us spend hours In front of a friday night mirror Trying to understand the kinda world Where the beautiful prosper Slicking up the kinda hair That the magazine's say's a lost cause Picking out the kinda girl in...

It started out When she was small She was premature She wasn't nothing at all Two pounds six ounces A little pumpkin seed But she got more love Than you ever gonna need She got big fat love She got big fat...

Big Old Goofy World John Prine Up in the morning Work like a dog Is better than sitting Like a bump on a log Mind all your manners Be quiet as a mouse Some day you'll own a home That's as big as a house I...

Up in the morning. Work like a dog. Is better than setting like a bump on a log. Mind all your manners. Be quiet as a mouse. Some day you'll own a home, that's as big as a house. I know a fellow. He eats like a...

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 world But no one will know it...

Feelings are strange Especially when they come true And I had a feeling You'd be leaving soon So I tried to rearrange All my emotions But it seems the same No matter what I do. Chorus: Blue umbrella Rest upon my...

Feelings are strange especially when they come true And I had a feeling, you'd be leaving soon So I tried to rearrange all my emotions But it seems the same, no matter what I do And blue umbrella rest upon my shoulder...

[Verse 1] I woke up this morning to a garbage truck Looks like this ol' horseshoe's done run out of luck If I came home, would you let me in? Fry me some pork chops and forgive my sin? [Chorus] Surround me with your...

My heart's in the ice house, come hill or come valley Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley On a cold winter's morning to a church house Just to shovel some snow I heard sirens on the train track howl...

My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley On a cold winter's morning to a church house just to shovel some snow. I heard sirens on the train track howl...

My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley On a cold winter's morning to a church house just to shovel some snow. I heard sirens on the train track howl...

Well, the moon is yellow and the people are too They roll eggs on a bar-b-que I was feeling kinda cocky with a head full of sake Down in chinatown There was dragons flyin' kites high above the stores Dead fish heads...

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 Wait awhile...

I'm goin' down to the Greyhound station Gonna by a ticket to ride I'm gonna find me a lady With two or three kids And sit down by her side Ride till the sun comes up down 'round about two or three times Smoking...

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 Runnin' through sky of blue...

The last time that I saw her She was standing in the rain With her overcoat under her arm Leaning on a horsehead cane She said "carl, take all the money" She called everybody carl "my spirit's broke" "my mind's a joke,"...

The last time that I saw her She was standing in the rain With her overcoat under her arm Leaning on a horsehead cane She said, "Carl, take all the money" She called everybody Carl "My spirit's broke, my mind's a joke...

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 feeling...

Back before I was a movie star Straight off of the farm I had a picture of another man's wife Tattooed on my arm With a pack of Camel cigarettes In the sleeve of my Tee shirt I'm headin' out to Hollywood Just to have...

Things got rough Things got tough Things got harder than hard We were just trying to make a livin' In our back yard We were born too late died to soon Anxiety's a terrible crime If you don't come now don't come at all...