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Текст песни John Prine - Christmas in Prison

John Prine - Christmas in Prison слова песни




It was christmas in prisonAnd the food was real goodWe had turkey and pistolsCarved out of woodAnd I dream of her alwaysEven when I dont dreamHer names on my tongueAnd her bloods in my stream.Chorus:Wait awhile eternityOld mother natures got nothing on meCome to meRun to meCome to me, nowWere rollingMy sweetheartWere flowingBy god!She reminds me of a chess gameWith someone I admireOr a picnic in the rainAfter a prairie fireHer heart is as bigAs this whole goddamn jailAnd shes sweeter than saccharineAt a drug store sale.Chorus:The search light in the big yardSwings round with the gunAnd spotlights the snowflakesLike the dust in the sunIts christmas in prisonTherell be music tonightIll probably get homesickI love you. goodnight.Chorus:

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