John Prine - Dear John Lyrics
(vocals by john prine)When i woke up this morningThere was a note upon my doorSaying " don't make me no coffee, babeCause i won't be back no more"And that's all she wrote"dear john", i sent your saddle home"Now jonah got along in the belly of a whaleDaniel in the lion's denI know a guy that didn't try to get alongAnd he won't get a chance againThat's all she wrote"dear john", i sent your saddle home"She didn't forward no addressNo she never said goodbyeAll she said was "if you get blueJust hang your little head and cry"That's all she wrote"dear john", i sent your saddle home"Now my gal's short and stubbyShe's mean as she can beIf that little old gal of mineEver gets a hold of meThat's all she wrote"dear john", i fetched your saddle home"Went down to the bank this morningThe cashier said with a grinI'm sorry for you little johnBut your wife has done been inThat's all she wrote"dear john", i sent your saddle home"That's all she wrote"dear john", i sent your saddle home"