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John Prine is aliveView MessagesViewing posts 1 to 43 of 43 messages posted.
“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” 2:51:04 PM 5/15/03 “Little pitchers have big ears?” 10:41:13 AM 5/16/03 “never stops to count the years.” 10:43:47 AM 5/16/03 next line “Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios” 11:00:40 AM 5/16/03 “You may see me today with an illegal smile...... I” 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” 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.” 11:27:38 AM 5/16/03 “.......It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while” 11:30:02 AM 5/16/03 “There are no bad John Prine songs. Onlt different ones.” 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...” 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.” 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."” 1:43:00 PM 5/16/03 You guys are killing me... “....John Prine??? Oy Vey....” 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” 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.” 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” 10:20:00 AM 9/12/07 “I like John Prine also. Great songwriter!” 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.” 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;)” 11:10:29 AM 9/12/07 “LOL@Bill” 11:39:01 AM 9/12/07 “Throw away your paper!” 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” 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” 11:35:58 AM 9/14/07 “JP --- Still kicking, but not high.” 11:39:32 AM 9/14/07 “i bet he has a killer internet connection” 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....” 9:24:35 AM 2/22/08 “Nice!” 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.” 9:43:43 AM 2/22/08 “JP kicks ass!!” 9:45:07 AM 2/22/08 “ and remember.... "A question ain't really a question if you know the answer, too...." ” 9:48:51 AM 2/22/08 “rhetorically speakin....” 9:51:45 AM 2/22/08 “ < WINK > ” 10:07:10 AM 2/22/08 “Sure, John Prine is alive. But poor Tony Randall is dead.” 11:10:28 AM 2/22/08 “soo like you need a date? *wink wink*” 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” 11:24:34 AM 2/22/08 “Oh the glory of true love Is a wild and precious thing It donât 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 Faithfulâs just a fountain Compared to the glory of true love Long before I met you darlinâ 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 âGovâ You can give âem all to Goodwill For the glory of true love You can climb the highest mountain Touch the moon and stars above But Old Faithfulâs just a fountain Compared to the glory of true love Glory, glory, glory, glory You canât never get enough Time alone will tell the story Of the glory of true love Glory, glory, glory, glory You canât never get enough Time alone will tell the story Of the glory of true love” 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” 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” 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” 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 ” 1:02:27 PM 2/22/08 “None of my five sisters are nuns.” 1:03:26 PM 2/22/08 “I'm thinkin about puttin on one of those illegal smiles.......” 1:05:01 PM 2/22/08 “It don't cost very much but it lasts a long while.” 1:09:26 PM 2/22/08
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