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Please don't bury me
Down in that cold cold ground
No, I'd druther have "em" cut me up
And pass me all around
Throw my brain
in a hurricane
And the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf can take both of my ears
If they don't mind the size
Give my stomach to Milwaukee
If they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box
Just get "em" out of here
Venus de Milo can have my arms
Look out! I've got your nose
Sell my heart to the junkman
And give my love to Rose
Geobeet
2:51:04 PM
5/15/03

Little pitchers have big ears?
BBill knox
10:41:13 AM
5/16/03

never stops to count the years.
mapleleaf
10:43:47 AM
5/16/03

next line
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
priapus
11:00:40 AM
5/16/03

You may see me today with an illegal smile......
I
Indiana John
11:15:06 AM
5/16/03

Sad Song, but a fav of mine
Artist John Prine

Song Donald And Lydia

Small town, bright lights, Saturday night,
Pool halls and pinballs are flashing their lights.
Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade
Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray:

(Spoken:) Lydia
Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat
Behind her small eyes sunken deep in her fat.
She reads romance magazines up in her room
And feels just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon.


CHORUS:
But dreaming just comes natural
Like the first breath from a baby,
Like sunshine feeding daisies,
Like the love hidden deep in your heart.


Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night,
A warehouse of strangers in sixty Watt lights.
Staring through the ceiling, just wanting to be
Lay one of too many, a young PFC:
(Spoken:) Donald
There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said.
Strangers had forced him to live in his head.
He envisions the details of romantic scenes
After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine.


CHORUS


Hot love, cold love, no love at all.
A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall.
Nothing is wrong. Nothing is right.
Donald and Lydia made love that night.


(Spoken:) Love
The made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams,
They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams.
And when they were finished there was nothing to say,
Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away.


CHORUS
StoveStomper
11:15:31 AM
5/16/03

The world's largest shovel done hauled it away.
Yep, StoveStomper....that is a favorite of mine too...along with Paradise and many more.
BBill knox
11:27:38 AM
5/16/03

.......It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while
Indiana John
11:30:02 AM
5/16/03

There are no bad John Prine songs. Onlt different ones.
arky
11:51:39 AM
5/16/03

Would you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone?
I was just trying to have me some fun...
Capn Bobo
11:51:44 AM
5/16/03

Blow up your tv...

Love that song too, Stomper! like arky said, there are no bad John Prine songs.
twigeater
1:07:58 PM
5/16/03

Hello In There
John Prine

We had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there.
Well, 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 road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.

Chorus:
Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."

Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,
She sits and stares through the back door screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
We worked together at the factory.
But what could I say if asks "What's new?"
"Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do."

Repeat Chorus:

So if you're walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello."
StoveStomper
1:43:00 PM
5/16/03

You guys are killing me...
....John Prine??? Oy Vey....
stratusloop
2:08:04 PM
5/16/03

My favorite
Sam Stone came home
to his wife and family
after serving in the conflict overseas

and the time that he served
had shattered all his nerves
and left a little shrapnel in his knee

but the morphine eased the pain
and the grass grew 'round his brain
and gave him all the confidence he lacked
with a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back

Chorus
there's a hole in daddy's arm
where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose
Little pitchers have big ears
don't stop to count the years
sweet songs never last too long on broken radios

Sam Stone's welcome home didn't last to long
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime

and Sammy took to stealin'
when he got that empty feelin'
for a hundred dollar habit,
without overtime.

and the gold rolled through his veins
like a thousand railroad trains
and eased his mind in the hours that he chose
while the kids ran around wearin other people's clothes

Chorus

Sam stone was alone
when he popped his last balloon
climbing walls while sitting a chair
well he played his last request
while the room smelled just like death
with an overdose hovering in the air

but life had lost it's fun
and there was nothin' to be done
but trade his house that he bought on the GI bill
for a flag draped casket on the local hero's hill

Chorus
wingding0
2:44:39 PM
5/16/03

but your flag decal won't get you
into heaven anymore
they're already over crowded
from your dirty, little war
Jesus don't like killing
no matter what the reason for
and your flag decal won't get you
into heaven any more.


It is amazing how a song 30 years old can be so up to date.
pepperDog
6:31:41 PM
5/16/03

i just downloaded his 2005 album Fair and Square...i've been listening to it all day...i forgot how great he is...i've listend to this song over and over


Taking a Walk
A man came to our house
I believe it was yesterday
I would have invited him in
But I didn't have a lot to say

His anticipation of me opening the door
Outweighed my apprehension as it never had before
And drove my concentration
Right through that hardwood floor

I'm taking a walk
I'm going outside
I'm taking a walk
I'm just getting by

There's a girl in the white house
I don't even know her name
Her disheveled appearance
Speaks volumes of shame

It's an embarrassing situation
But a situation just the same
The way she walks on others
And never takes the blame
Upsets my constitution
Beyond its mortal frame

Oo-oo a-ha

I'm taking a walk
I'm going outside
I'm watching the birds
I'm just getting by

Found a card in the pocket
Of my worn out overalls
From a girl in Cedar Rapids
Now residing in Idaho Falls

I wish you could have been there
When she opened up the door
And looked me in the face
Like she never did before
I felt about as welcome
As a Wal-Mart Superstore

0o-oo - a-ha

I'm taking a walk
I'm going outside
I'm taking a walk
I don't need a ride

I'm watching the birds
Flying so high
thriftyhiker
10:20:00 AM
9/12/07

I like John Prine also. Great songwriter!
StoveStomper
10:30:53 AM
9/12/07

When I had XM radio I listened to him, but now I'll mp3 em. Thanks for the reminder.
uncliff
10:46:35 AM
9/12/07

He did a PBS thing earlier this year......didn't get to see it, I blew up my TV;)
BBill knox
11:10:29 AM
9/12/07

LOL@Bill
thriftyhiker
11:39:01 AM
9/12/07

Throw away your paper!
MarkO
12:11:15 PM
9/12/07

speaking of eating peaches and finding Jesus on your own, when I logged into MySpace this morning, Jesus wanted to be my friend, lol.

Hi Bill,

Jesus would like to be added to your MySpace friends list.

By accepting Jesus as your friend, you will be able to send Jesus
personal messages, view Jesus's photos and blog, and interact with each
other's friends and network!

Click the following link to view Jesus's profile and accept or reject
this user as your friend


Sounded pretty inviting having a straightline to Jesus, but his profile was gone by the time I got there:) lol
BBill knox
11:32:08 AM
9/14/07

Myspace??? You actually logged into myspace???? Well, if you can't have Jesus as your friend would ya atleast let me be your friend! I know Him ...maybe I could hook you up!

www.myspace.com/Crazygurl421
last edited: 9/14/07 11:24:22 AM
crazygurl
11:35:58 AM
9/14/07

JP --- Still kicking, but not high.
Tilt
11:39:32 AM
9/14/07

i bet he has a killer internet connection
thriftyhiker
11:41:52 AM
9/14/07

finally....
after years and years of admiring john prine's wry sense of humor, his unique way of turning a phrase, and his musicianship, jan and i have front row loge seats at the restored palace theater in columbus to watch this guy in action....

really looking forward to a wonderful show....
gonzo
9:24:35 AM
2/22/08

Nice!
MarkO
9:27:30 AM
2/22/08

It will indeed be a wonderful show. I saw him in concert at the start of his career. He'll play his heart out.
Geobeet
9:43:43 AM
2/22/08

JP kicks ass!!
Tilt
9:45:07 AM
2/22/08


      and remember....

              "A question ain't really a question if you know the answer, too...."

Tilt
9:48:51 AM
2/22/08

rhetorically speakin....
gonzo
9:51:45 AM
2/22/08


          < WINK >

Tilt
10:07:10 AM
2/22/08

Sure, John Prine is alive. But poor Tony Randall is dead.
kleetn
11:10:28 AM
2/22/08

soo like you need a date? *wink wink*
mapleleaf
11:16:09 AM
2/22/08

wow, that's so wierd...i was just listening to fair and square at the gym on my lunch break
thriftyhiker
11:24:34 AM
2/22/08

Oh the glory of true love
Is a wild and precious thing
It don’t grow on old magnolias
Or only blossom in the spring
No the glory of true love
Is it will last your whole life through
Never will go out of fashion
Always will look good on you

You can climb the highest mountain
Touch the moon and stars above
But Old Faithful’s just a fountain
Compared to the glory of true love

Long before I met you darlin’
Lord, I thought I had it all
I could have my lunch in London
And my dinner in St. Paul
I got some friends in Albuquerque
Where the governor calls me “Gov”
You can give ‘em all to Goodwill
For the glory of true love

You can climb the highest mountain
Touch the moon and stars above
But Old Faithful’s just a fountain
Compared to the glory of true love

Glory, glory, glory, glory
You can’t never get enough
Time alone will tell the story
Of the glory of true love

Glory, glory, glory, glory
You can’t never get enough
Time alone will tell the story
Of the glory of true love
gonzo
11:28:27 AM
2/22/08

“soo like you need a date? *wink wink*”
mapleleaf


Love
They made love in the mountains
They made love in the streams
They made love in the valleys
They made love in their dreams'
But when they was finished
There was nothing to say
'Cause mostly they made love
From 10 miles away
Geobeet
11:32:06 AM
2/22/08

She don't like her eggs all runny
She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
She looks down her nose at money
She gets it on like the Easter Bunny
She's my baby I'm her honey
I'm never gonna let her go

He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays
I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies
He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it's oxygen
He's my baby
And I'm his honey
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we're the big door prize
We're gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.

She thinks all my jokes are corny
Convict movies make her horny
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs
She takes a lickin'
And keeps on tickin'
I'm never gonna let her go.

He's got more balls than a big brass monkey
He's a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
Payday comes and he's howlin' at the moon
He's my baby I don't mean maybe
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We'll end up a sittin' on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we're the big door prize
We're gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.

(spoken) In spite of ourselves
gonzo
11:37:50 AM
2/22/08

I got a friend in Fremont, He sells used cars, ya know.
Well, he calls me up twice a year
Just ask me how'd it go
Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
Actually everything is just about the same

I met a girl from Venus, and her insides were lined in gold
Well, she did what she did said "How was it, kid?"
She was politely told
"Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
But actually everything is just about the same."

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen.

Molly went to Arkansas, she got raped by Dobbin's dog
Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods
And got pinned up against a log
Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain
Cause actually all them dogs is just about the same

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen.

Instrumental:

I heard Allah and Buddha were singing at the Savior's feast
And up the sky an Arabian rabbi
Fed Quaker oats to a priest.
Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain
Cause actually all them gods is just about the same
Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
Cause actually everything is just about the same
Geobeet
11:40:23 AM
2/22/08


I'm just tryin' to have me some fun
well done
hot dog bun
my sister's a nun

Tilt
1:02:27 PM
2/22/08

None of my five sisters are nuns.
MarkO
1:03:26 PM
2/22/08

I'm thinkin about puttin on one of those illegal smiles.......
cocohead
1:05:01 PM
2/22/08

It don't cost very much but it lasts a long while.
Geobeet
1:09:26 PM
2/22/08

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