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John Prine - Christmas In Prison
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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 dont dream Her names on my tongue And her bloods in my stream. Chorus: Wait awhile eternity Old mother natures got nothing on me Come to me Run to me Come to me, now Were rolling My sweetheart Were flowing By god! She reminds me of a chess game With someone I admire Or a picnic in the rain After a prairie fire Her heart is as big As this whole goddamn jail And shes sweeter than saccharine At a drug store sale. Chorus: The search light in the big yard Swings round with the gun And spotlights the snowflakes Like the dust in the sun Its christmas in prison Therell be music tonight Ill probably get homesick I love you. goodnight. Chorus:
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