"JOHN PRINE ANTHOLOGY: GREAT DAYS"<
John Prine
--DISC ONE-- --to
DISC TWO---
1. ILLEGAL SMILE
2. SPANISH PIPEDREAM
3. HELLO IN THERE
4. SAM STONE
5. PARADISE
6. DONALD AND LYDIA
7. THE LATE JOHN GARFIELD BLUES
8. YES I GUESS THEY OUGHTA NAME A DRINK AFTER YOU
9. THE GREAT COMPROMISE
10. SWEET REVENGE
11. PLEASE DON'T BURY ME
12. CHRISTMAS IN PRISON
13. DEAR ABBY - (Live)
14. BLUE UMBRELLA
15. COMMON SENSE
16. COME BACK TO US BARABRA LEWIS HARE KRISHNA BEAUREGARD
17. SADDLE IN THE RAIN
18. HE WAS IN HEAVEN BEFORE HE DIED
19. FISH AND WHISTLE
20. THAT'S THE WAY THE WORLD GOES ROUND
21. BRUISED ORANGE (CHAIN OF SORROW)
Rhino Records, 1993
--DISC ONE--
1. Illegal Smile
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John Prine
Intro:
[C]
[C]When I woke up this morni[G]ng, [F]things were lookin' b[C]ad
[F]Seem like total sil[C]ence was the only fr[G7]iend I h[C]ad
[G]Bowl of oatmeal tr[F]ied to stare me d[C]own... [F]and [C]won
And it was t[G]welve o'clock before I rea[F]lized
That I was ha[C]vin' .. [F]no [C]fun
Chorus:
But [G]fortunately I h[C]ave the key to esc[F]ape r[G7]eal[C]ity
And you may [F]see me tonight with an i[C]llegal smile
It don't [G7]cost very much, but it la[C]sts a long while
Won't you p[F]lease tell the man I didn't k[C]ill anyone
No I'm [G]just tryin' to [F]have me some f[C]un[F] [C] [F] [C] [F] [C]
Last[C] time I checked my bank[G]roll,
[F]It was gettin' t[C]hin
Som[F]etimes it seems like the bo[C]ttom
Is the only p[G7]lace I've be[C]en
I C[G]hased a rainbow do[F]wn a one-way st[C]reet... d[F]ead e[C]nd
And [G]all my friends turned o[F]ut to be insu[C]rance s[F]alesm[C]en
Repeat Chorus:
Well, I [C]sat down in my c[G]loset w[F]ith all my ove[C]ralls
T[F]ryin' to get a[C]way
From all the ears ins[G7]ide my wa[C]lls
[G]I dreamed the police he[F]ard
Everything I tho[C]ught... w[F]hat t[C]hen?
Well I w[G]ent to court
And the ju[F]dge's name [C]was H[F]off[C]man
Ah but [G]fortunately I h[C]ave the key to esc[F]ape r[G7]eal[C]ity
And you may [F]see me tonight with an i[C]llegal smile
It don't [G7]cost very much, but it la[C]sts a long while
Won't you p[F]lease tell the man I didn't k[C]ill anyone
No I'm [G]just tryin' to [F]have me some f[C]un
W[F]ell d[C]one, h[F]ot dog b[C]un, my si[F]ster's a n[C]un
2. Spanish Pipedream
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John Prine
She was a [G]level-headed dancer on the [C]road to alcohol
And [D7]I was just a soldier on my way to Mon[G]treal
Well she pressed her chest against me
About the [C]time the juke box broke
Yeah, she [D7]gave me a peck on the back of the neck
And these are the words she [G]spoke
Chorus:
Blow up your T.V.[G] throw away your paper
Go to the [D7]country, build you a [G]home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try an find [D7]Jesus on your [G]own
Well, I sat [G]there at the table and I [C]acted real naive
For I [D7]knew that topless lady had something up her sl[G]eeve
Well, she danced around the bar room and she [C]did the hoochy-coo
Yeah she [D7]sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to [G]do
Repeat Chorus:
W[G]ell, I was young and hungry and ab[C]out to leave that place
When [D7]just as I was leavin', well she looked me in the f[G]ace
I said "You must know the answer."
"She said, "[C]No but I'll give it a try."
And [D7]to this very day we've been livin' our way
And here is the reason [G]why
We blew up our T.V.[G] threw away our paper
Went to the [D7]country, built us a [G]home
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
They all found [D7]Jesus on their [G]own
3. Hello In There
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John Prine
Intro:
[C] [Dm] [G] [C] [Dm] [G]
[Cmaj7] [C] [F] [C] [G]
[C]We had an apa[Dm]rtment in the ci[G]ty,
[C] Me and Lore[Dm]tta liked living th[G]ere.
[Cmaj7]Well, it'd been years [C]since the kids h[F]ad grown,
A life [C]of their own left us [G]alone.
[C]John and Li[Dm]nda live in Om[G]aha,
[C]And Joe is some[Dm]where on the r[G]oad.
[Cmaj7]We lost Davy in the Kor[F]ean war,
And I still don't [C]know what for, don't matter a[G]nymore.
Chorus:
[Bb]Ya know that old trees just grow s[C]tronger,
[Bb]And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry d[C]ay.
[Em]Old people just grow lone[F]some
Waiting for so[C]meone to say, "He[G]llo in there, hel[C]lo."
Intstrumental:
[C] [Dm] [G] [C] [Dm] [G]
[Cmaj7] [C] [F] [C] [G]
[C]Me and Lor[Dm]etta, we don't talk mu[G]ch more,
[C]She sits and star[Dm]es through the back door sc[G]reen.
[Cmaj7]And all the news j[C]ust repe[F]ats itself
Like some forgo[C]tten dream that we've b[G]oth seen.
[C]Someday I'll [Dm]go and call up R[G]udy,
[C]We worked tog[Dm]ether at the fac[G]tory.
[Cmaj7]But what could I say if asks "[F]What's new?"
Nothing, what's with [C]you? Nothing much to [G]do.
Repeat Chorus:
[C]So if you're wa[Dm]lking down the str[G]eet sometime
[C]And spot some [Dm]hollow ancient e[G]yes,
[Cmaj7]Please don't just [C]pass 'em by[F] and stare
As if you [C]didn't care, say, "He[G]llo in there, hel[C]lo."
4. Sam Stone
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John Prine
[F]Sam Stone came home,
To his w[Bb]ife and family
After s[C7]erving in the conflict overs[F]eas.
And the time that he served,
Had sha[Bb]ttered all his nerves,
And l[C7]eft a little shrapnel in his k[F]nee.[Bb] [F]
But the mor[Bb]hpine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And g[G7]ave him all the confidence he la[C7]cked,
With a P[G7]urple Heart and a monkey on his b[C7]ack.
Chorus:
There's a [F]hole in daddy's arm where all the mo[Gm]ney goes,
Je[Bb]sus Christ died for nothin I sup[C7]pose.
Little pi[F]tchers have big ears,
Don't st[Dm]op to count the years,
Sw[G7]eet songs never last too long on br[C7]oken radios.
Mm[F]m....
Sam S[F]tone's welcome home
Didn't l[Bb]ast too long.
H[C7]e went to work when he'd spent his last d[F]ime
And Sammy took to stealing
When he g[Bb]ot that empty feeling
For a h[C7]undred dollar habit wi[Bb]thout over[C7]ti[F]me.[Bb] [F]
And the gold ro[Bb]lled through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And e[G7]ased his mind in the hours that he ch[C7]ose,
While the k[G7]ids ran around wearin' other peoples' clo[c7]thes...
Repeat Chorus:
S[F]am Stone was alone
When he p[Bb]opped his last balloon,
Cl[C7]imbing walls while sitting in a ch[F]air.
Well, he played his last request,
While the r[Bb]oom smelled just like death,
With an ove[C7]rdose hovering in the [F]air.[Bb] [F]
But lif[Bb7]e had lost it's fun,
There was nothing to be done,
But t[G7]rade his house that he bought on the GI B[C7]ill,
For a fl[G7]ag-draped casket on a local hero's h[C7]ill.
Repeat Chorus:
5. Paradise
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John Prine
When [D]I was a child my fa[G]mily would tr[D]avel
Down to Western Kentucky where my pa[A7]rents were b[D]orn
And there's a backwards old town that's [G]often rem[D]embered
So many times that my me[A7]mories are w[D]orn.
Chorus:
And da[D]ddy won't you take me back to Muh[G]lenberg Co[D]unty
Down by the Green River where Par[A7]adise l[D]ay
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're t[G]oo late in as[D]king
Mister Peabody's coal train has h[A7]auled it a[D]way
Well, so[D]metimes we'd travel right d[G]own the Green R[D]iver
To the abandoned old prison down by A[A7]drie H[D]ill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd sh[G]oot with our pi[D]stols
But empty pop bottles was a[A7]ll we would k[D]ill.
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental:
[D] [G] [D] [A7] [D]
[D] [G] [D] [A7] [D]
Then the c[D]oal company came with the wo[G]rld's largest sh[D]ovel
And they tortured the timber and str[A7]ipped all the l[D]and
Well, they dug for their coal till the l[G]and was for[D]saken
Then they wrote it all down as the pr[A7]ogress of m[D]an.
Repeat Chorus:
When I d[D]ie let my ashes float d[G]own the Green R[D]iver
Let my soul roll on up to the Roc[A7]hester d[D]am
I'll be halfway to Heaven with Par[G]adise wa[D]itin'
Just five miles away from wh[A7]erever I [D]am.
Repeat Chorus:
6. Donald And Lydia
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John Prine
[C]Small town, bright lights, [F]Saturday nig[C]ht,
[C]Pinballs and Pool halls [D7]flashing their lig[G7]hts.
Making [C]change behind the counter in a [F]penny arca[C]de
Sat the fat girl daughter of Virgi[G7]nia and Ra[C]y
(Spoken:) Lydia
Lydia hid her thoug[F]hts like a c[C]at
Be[C]hind her small eyes sunk de[D7]ep in her f[G7]at.
She read ro[C]mance magazines [F]up in her ro[C]om
And [C]felt just like Sunday on S[G7]aturday afterno[C]on.
Chorus:
[C7]But dr[F]eaming just comes [C]natural
Like the fi[G7]rst breath from a b[C]aby,
[C7]Like s[F]unshine feeding [C]daisies,
Like the [G7]love hidden deep in your he[C]art. [F] [C] [F]
[C]Bunk beds, shaved heads, [F]Saturday ni[C]ght,
A warehouse of strangers with [D7]sixty watt li[G7]ghts.
[C]Staring through the ceiling, just wa[F]nting to b[C]e
Lay one of too many, a y[G7]oung PF[C]C:
(Spoken:) Donald
There were spaces between Donald and wha[F]tever he sa[C]id.
Strangers had forced him to li[D7]ve in his h[G7]ead.
He en[C]visioned the details of roma[F]ntic sc[C]enes
After midnight in the stillness of the bar[G7]racks latr[C]ine.
Repeat Chorus:
[C]Hot love, cold love, n[F]o love at a[C]ll.
A portrait of guilt is hu[D7]ng on the w[G7]all.
[C]Nothing is wrong, no[F]thing is ri[C]ght.
Donald and Lydia m[G7]ade love that ni[C]ght.
(Spoken:) Love
The made lo[C]ve in the mountains, they made lo[F]ve in the stre[C]ams,
They made love in the valleys, they made l[D7]ove in their dr[G7]eams.
But w[C]hen they were finished there was n[F]othing to s[C]ay,
'Cause mostly they made love from t[G7]en miles aw[C]ay.
Repeat Chorus:
Ending:
[C] [F] (Repeat and Fade)
7. The Late John Garfield Blues
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John Prine
Black fa[G]ces pressed agai[G7]nst the glass
Where r[C]ain has pressed it's w[G]eight
Wi[G]nd blown scarves in top down cars
All sh[A7]are one western tr[D7]ait
Sa[C]dness l[D]eaks through te[G]ar-stained cheeks
From [B7]winos to dime-store J[C]ews
Probably don't[C/B] know they give [G]me
These la[D7]te John Garfield bl[G]ues
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G]
M[G]idnight fell on Frank[G7]lin Street
And the [C]lamppost bulbs were br[G]oke
F[G]or the life of me, I could not see
But I h[A7]eard a brand new j[D7]oke
Two [C]men were s[D]tanding up[G]on a bridge
One j[B7]umped and screamed you l[C]ose
And just left the [C/B]odd man hol[G]ding
Those la[D7]te John Garfield bl[G]ues
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G]
[D]An old man sleeps with his conscience at night
[G]A young kid sleeps with his dreams
While the me[A7]ntally ill sit perfectly still
And live through life's in-be[D7]tweens
I'm[G] going away to the l[G7]ast resort
In w[C]eek or two real s[G]oon
Wh[G]ere the fish don't bite but once a night
By the [A7]cold light of the m[D7]oon
The [C]horses scre[D]am- the nigh[G]tmares dream
And th[B7]e dead men all wear sh[C]oes
'Cause [C/B]everybody's da[G]ncin'
Those la[D7]te John Garfield bl[G]ues
[C] [D] [G] [C] [D] [G]
8. Yes I Guess They Oughta Name A Drink After You
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John Prine
Intro:
[E] [A]
Oh,[A]I get drunk most every night
S[D]eems like all we do is fight
The m[A]ore I drink the less I feel b[E]lue
Some[A]times I feel like an awful fool
[D]Spending my life on an old bar stool
And y[A]es, I guess they oug[E]hta name a drink after y[A]ou
spoken: Bloody Mary
Instrumental
[E] [D] [E] [A]
If[A] this date were to be our last
[D]I'd never sit down this glass
It'd [A]take all the booze in the world to forget [E]you
You've l[A]eft my heart a vacant lot
I[D]'ll fill it with another shot
And [A]yes, I guess they ou[E]ghta name a drink after [A]you
(spoken: Near Beer)
Instrumental
[E] [D] [E] [A]
L[A]ooks like I had my fill
Gu[D]ess I better pay my bill
When I st[A]arted out I only meant to have a f[E]ew
Som[A]eone just said that you left town
I[D] better get a double round
And y[A]es, I guess they ou[E]ghta name a drink after y[A]ou
Y[A]es, I guess they ou[E]ghta name a drink after y[A]ou
[E] [A]
9. The Great Compromise
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John Prine
Intro:
[C]
[C]I knew a girl who was almost a lady
She had a [F]way with all the men in her l[C]ife
Every [G]inch of her blossomed in beauty
She was [F]born on the Fourth of J[C]uly
W[C]ell, she lived in an aluminum house trailer
And she wo[F]rked in a juke-box sa[C]loon
And she s[G]pent all the money I'd give her
Just to [F]see the ol' man in the m[C]oon
Chorus:
[C]I used to sleep at the foot of Old Glory
And aw[F]ake in the Dawn's early l[C]ight
But much [F]to my surprise when I op[C]ened my eyes
I was a vi[G]ctim of the great compro[C]mise
Wel[C]l, we'd go out on Saturday evening
To the D[F]rive-in on Route Forty [C]One
And it was t[G]here that I first suspected
That she was d[F]oin' what she'd already d[C]one
S[C]he said "Johnny want you get me some popcorn"
And she k[F]new I had to walk pretty f[C]ar
And as s[G]oon as I passed through the moonlight
She hopped i[F]nto a foreign sports c[C]ar
Repeat Chorus:
W[C]ell you know, I could'a beat up that fella
But it was [F]her that had hopped in to his c[C]ar
As many t[G]imes as I'd fought to protect her
But this t[F]ime she was goin' too f[C]ar
A[C]nd some folks they call me a coward
'Cause I l[F]eft her at the Drive-in that n[C]ight
But I'd d[G]ruther have names thrown at me
Than to fi[F]ght for a thing that ain't ri[C]ght
Repeat Chorus:
Wel[C]l, she writes all the fellas love letters
Sayin' gr[F]eetings come and see me real s[C]oon
And they [G]go and line up in the bar-room
To spend a n[F]ight in that sick woman's r[C]oom
B[C]ut sometimes I get awful lonesome
And I w[F]ish she were my girl ins[C]tead
But she [G]won't let me live with her
And she m[F]akes me live in my he[C]ad
Ending:
[C]I used to sleep at the foot of Old Glory
And aw[F]ake in the Dawn's early l[C]ight
But much [F]to my surprise when I op[C]ened my eyes
I was a vi[G]ctim of the great compro[C]mise [F] [C]
10. Sweet Revenge
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John Prine
Intro:
I got k[G]icked off Noah's Ark
I turn my ch[C]eek to unkind re[G]marks
There was two of everything but one of [D7]me
And when the ra[G]ins came tumbling down
I held my b[C]reath and I stood my gr[G]ound
And I watched that ship go sa[D7]iling out to se[C]ee-e[G]a
Chorus:
Take it b[C]ack. Take it back.
Oh [G]no, you can't say that
All of my friends are not dead or in j[D7]ail
[G]Through rock and through stone
The bl[C]ack wind still mo[G]ans
Sweet Revenge, Sweet Re[D7]venge without [C]fai[G]l
[G]I caught an aisle seat on a plane
And drove an En[C]glish teacher half in[G]sane
Making up jokes about bicycle spokes and red ball[D7]oons
So I ca[G]lled up my local deejay
And he di[C]dn't have alot to s[G]ay
But the radio has learned a[D7]ll of my favorite [C]tun[G]es
Repeat Chorus:
[G]The white meat is on the run
And the d[C]ark meat is far too d[G]one
And the milkman left me a note yester[D7]day
Get o[G]ut of this town by Noon
You're co[C]ming on way too s[G]oon
And besides that we never li[D7]ked you a[C]nyw[G]ay
Repeat Chorus:
Sweet Re[G]venge, Sweet Re[D7]venge
Will pr[C]evail without f[G]ail
11. Please Don't Bury Me
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John Prine
Intro - Record Key of E - Capo on 2:
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[D]Woke up this morning, p[G]ut on my slippers
[D]Walked in the kitchen and d[A]ied
And [D]oh what a feeling when my s[G]oul went through the ceiling
And [A]on up into heaven I did r[D]ise
When I [G]got there they did say
John it [D]happened this-a-way
You slipped upon the floor and hit your h[A]ead [A7]
And a[D]ll the angels say just b[G]efore you passed a[D]way
These are the very l[A]ast words that you s[D]aid
Chorus:
[G](But) Please don't bury me down i[D]n the cold cold ground
No, I'd 'druther have 'em cut me up and pass me all a[A]round
[D]Throw my brains in a hurricane
And the b[G]lind can have my e[D]yes
And the d[G]eaf can take b[D]oth of my ears
If t[A]hey don't mind the s[D]ize
Instrumental:
[G] [D] [A] [D]
[D]Give my stomach to Milwakee if they [G]run out of b[D]eer
Put my socks in a cedar box just g[E7]et 'em out'a h[A7]ere
Ve[D]nus de Milo can have my arms
Look o[G]ut! I've got your n[D]ose
S[G]ell my heart to the j[D]unk man
And gi[A7]ve my love to R[D]ose
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental:
[D] [G] [D] [E7] [A7]
[D] [G] [D]
[G] [D] [A7] [D]
[D]Give my feet to the foot-loose
C[G]areless, fancy-f[D]ree
Give my knees to the needy
Don't p[E7]ull that stuff on [A7]me
H[D]and me down my walkin' cane, it's a s[G]in to tell a l[D]ie
S[G]end my mouth w[D]ay down south and k[A]iss my ass good[D]-bye
Repeat Chorus:
12. Christmas In Prison
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John Prine
Intro:
[G] [C] [G] [D7] [G]
[G]It was Christmas in prison and the f[C]ood was real good
We had tu[G]rkey and pistols carved out of w[D7]ood
And I dr[G]eam of her always even w[C]hen I don't dream
Her n[G]ame's on my tongue and her bl[D]ood's in my st[G]ream
Chorus:
W[D]ait awhile et[C]erni[G]ty
O[C]ld Mother Nature's got not[G]hing on [D]me
Co[G]me to me. Run to me. C[C]ome to me now.
We're ro[G]lling my sweetheart. We're fl[D]owing by G[G]od.
Instrumental:
[G] [C] [G] [D7]
[G] [C] [D] [G]
[G]She reminds me of a chess game with so[C]meone I admire
Or a pic[G]nic in the rain after a paririe f[D7]ire
Her he[G]art is a big as this wh[C]ole damn jail
And she's sw[G]eeter than saccharine at a dr[D]ug store s[G]ale
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental:
[G] [C] [G] [D7]
[G] [C] [D] [G]
T[G]he search light in the big yard swings 'ro[C]und with the gun
And spot[G]lights the snowflakes like the dust in the [D7]sun
It's Chr[G]istmas in prison There'll be m[C]usic tonight
I'll pr[G]obably get homesick I lo[D]ve you. Good N[G]ight.
Repeat Chorus:
13. Dear Abby
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John Prine
Recorded Key of B - Capo on 4
[G]Dear Abby, Dear Abby, my f[C]eet are too l[G]ong
[G]My hair's falling out and my r[A7]ights are all w[D7]rong
[G]My friends they all tell me, that'a [C]no friends at a[G]ll
[G]Won't you write me a letter, won't you g[D]ive me a c[G]all
[C]Sig[D]ned Be[G]wildered
[G]Bewildered, Bewildered you ha[C]ve no compl[G]aint
You are what you are and you a[A7]in't what you a[D7]in't
So li[G]sten up buster and li[C]sten up g[G]ood
Stop wishin' for bad luck and kn[D]ockin' on w[G]ood
[C] [D] [G]
[G]Dear Abby, Dear Abby, my fo[C]untain pen le[G]aks
My wife hollers at me and my k[A7]ids are all fr[D7]eaks
Every s[G]ide I get up on is the wr[C]ong side of b[G]ed
If it weren't so expensive I'd w[D]ish I were d[G]ead
[C]Sig[D]ned Un[G]happy
[G]Unhappy, Unhappy, you ha[C]ve no compl[G]aint
You are what you are and you a[A7]in't what you a[D7]in't
So li[G]sten up buster and li[C]sten up g[G]ood
Stop wishin' for bad luck and kn[D]ockin' on w[G]ood
[C] [D] [G]
[G]Dear Abby, Dear Abby, you w[C]on't believe t[G]his
But my stomache makes noises whene[A7]ver I k[D7]iss
My gi[G]rlfriend tells me it's a[C]ll in my h[G]ead
But my stomache tells me to wr[D]ite you inst[G]ead
S[C]ign[D]ed Noisem[G]aker.
[G]Noisemaker, Noisemaker, you h[C]ave no compl[G]aint ...
You are what you are and you a[A7]in't what you a[D7]in't
So li[G]sten up buster and li[C]sten up g[G]ood
Stop wishin' for bad luck and kn[D]ockin' on w[G]ood
[C] [D] [G]
[G]Dear Abby, Dear Abby, well I n[C]ever tho[G]ught
That me and my girlfriend would e[A7]ver get ca[D7]ught
We were si[G]ttin' in the back seat just sho[C]otin' the bre[G]eze
With her hair up in curlers and her p[D]ants to her kn[G]ees
S[C]ign[D]ed Just Mar[G]ried
[G]Just Married, Just Married, you h[C]ave no compl[G]aint ...
You are what you are and you a[A7]in't what you a[D7]in't
So li[G]sten up buster and li[C]sten up g[G]ood
Stop wishin' for bad luck and kn[D]ockin' on w[G]ood
[C]Sig[D]ned Dear A[G]bby
14. Blue Umbrella
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John Prine
Intro:
[C]
F[C]eelings are strange espe[F]cially when they c[C]ome true
And I had a feeling that y[G]ou'd be leaving s[C]oon
So I tried to rear[F]range all my emo[C]tions
But it seems the same no ma[G]tter what I d[C]o
Chorus:
B[C]lue umbrella r[F]est upon my sho[C]ulder
Hide the pain while the r[G]ain makes up my m[C]ind
Well, my feet are wet from th[F]inking this thing o[C]ver
And it's been so long since I f[F]elt the warm suns[G]hine
J[F]ust give [G]me one good re[C]ason
And I [F]promise I won't a[G]sk you anym[C]ore
J[F]ust give [G]me one extra se[C]ason
So I can figure o[G]ut the other f[C]our
Instrumental:
[F] [G] [C]
[F] [G] [C]
[F] [G] [C]
[G] [C]
D[C]ayime makes me wo[F]nder why you le[C]ft me
Nighttime makes me wo[G]nder what I s[C]aid
Next time are the w[F]ords I'd like to p[C]lan on
But, last time was the o[G]nly thing you s[C]aid
Repeat Chorus:
Ending:
[G] [C]
15. Common Sense
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John Prine
Intro
[G] [C] [D] [G]
Y[G]ou can't live together
You can't live al[C]one
Co[D]nsidering the weather
Oh, my, how you've gr[G]own
From the men in the factories
To the wild kangar[C]oo
Like those bi[D]rds of a feather
They're gathering together
And feeling exactly like y[G]ou
T[G]hey got mesmerized by lullabies
And limbo danced in pa[C]irs
Please lock that d[D]oor
It don't make much sense that common sense
Don't make no sense no mo[G]re.
Just b[C]etween y[D]ou and [G]me
It's li[C]ke... pu[G]lling when you ou[D]ght to be sho[G]vin'
L[C]ike........ a n[G]un with her he[D]ad in the o[G]ven
Pl[C]ease...... don't t[G]ell me that this rea[D]lly wasn't not[G]hing
Instrumental:
[G] [C] [D] [G]
[G]One of these days
One of these ni[C]ghts
Y[D]ou'll take off your hat
And they'll read you your rig[G]hts
You'll wanna get high
Everytime you feel l[C]ow
Hey, Qu[D]een Isabella
Stay away from that fella
He'll just get you into trouble, you k[G]now?
But t[G]hey came here by boats
And they came here by pl[C]ane
T[D]hey blistered their hands
And they burned out their br[G]ain
All dreaming a dream
That'll never come t[C]rue
Hey, don't g[D]ive me no trouble
Or I'll call up my double
We'll play piggy-in-the-middle with y[G]ou
Y[G]ou'll get mesmerized by alibis
And limbo dance in p[C]airs
Please lock that d[D]oor
It don't make much sense that common sense
Don't make no sense no m[G]ore.
It don't ma[D]ke much sense that common sense
Don't make no sense no m[G]ore.
16. Come Back To Us Barabra Lewis Hare Krishna Beauregard
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John Prine
Intro:
[F] [C] [G] [C]
T[C]he last time that I saw her
She was stan[F]ding [A7]in the r[D7]ain
With her ov[G]ercoat under her arm
Leaning on a horsehead c[C]ane
She said "Carl, take all the money"
She called e[F]veryb[A7]ody Ca[D7]rl
My sp[G]irit's broke
My mind's a joke,
And getting up's real h[C]ard.
Chorus:
Don't you k[F]now her when you see her?
She gr[C]ew up in your backy[F]ard
Come back to us
Barbara Le[C]wis Hare Krish[G]na Beaureg[C]ard
[F] [C] [G] [C]
[C]Selling Bibles at the airports
Buying qu[F]ayludes [A7]on the ph[D7]one
Hey, you t[G]alk about a paper route
She's a shut-in without a h[C]ome
God save her, please she's nailed her knees
To some d[F]rugstore pa[A7]rking l[D7]ot
Hey, Mr. Br[G]own turn the volume down
I believe this evening's sh[C]ot
Repeat Chorus:
[C]Can't you picture her next Thursday?
Can you pi[F]cture h[A7]er at a[D7]ll?
In the Ho[G]tel Boulderado
At the dark end of the h[C]all
I gotta shake myself and wonder
Why she e[F]ven bot[A7]hers [D7]me
For if hearta[G]ches were commercials
We'd all be on T.[C]V.
Don't you k[F]now her when you see her?
She gr[C]ew up in your backya[F]rd
Come back to us
Barbara Le[C]wis Hare Krish[G]na Beaureg[C]ard
Come b[F]ack to us
Barbara Le[C]wis Hare Kr[G]ishna Beaurega[C]rd [G] [C]
17. Saddle In The Rain
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John Prine
Intro:
[Em]
[Em]I wish, I hope, I wonder
Where you're at so[A]metimes
Is y[Em]our back against the wall?
Or just ac[A]ross the line
Have you been sta[Em]nding in the rain
Reciting nursery rh[A]ymes
Trying to re[Em]call some long lost kind of pe[A]ace of mind
Peace of m[D]ind
Try spending the n[G]ight sometime
All alone in a fr[D]ozen room
Afterneath you've l[A]ain
Your saddle in the r[Em]ain
Instrumental:
[Em]
[Em]I dreamed they locked God up
Down in my bas[A]ement
And he wai[Em]ted there for me
To have this acci[A]dent
So he could dr[Em]ink my wine
And eat me like a sacra[A]ment
And I just st[Em]ood there like I do
Then I came and w[A]ent
I came and w[D]ent
Like a bird in a for[G]eign sky
Couldn't even s[D]ay goodbye
Or come and share the p[A]ain
My Saddle's in the r[Em]ain.
[G]La la la la la la la [d]la la
[C]La la la la la la la la [B]la
[G]La la la la la la la la [D]la
[C]La la la la la la la la [B]la
Instrumental:
[Em]
[Em]I saw a friend who doesn't know
If I'm his fri[A]end just yet
His eyes and m[Em]outh were widely open
And his j[A]aw was set
Like he'd f[Em]ell off a cliff
And hadn't hit the bo[A]ttom yet
I wish he wo[Em]uldn't pull those things on me
Without a n[A]et
Without a n[D]et
I had him up to the ho[G]use one time
And we was having a re[D]al good time
Then he went and la[A]in
His saddle in the r[Em]ain
[G]La la la la la la la la [D]la
[C]La la la la la la la la [B]la
[G]La la la la la la la la [D]la
[C]La la la la la la la la [B]la
Instrumental:
[Em]
In a lau[Em]ndromat not too far from the Al[A]amo
Sits a g[Em]irl who stole my records very lo[A]ng ago
And she w[Em]ishes, wants and washes out those di[A]rty clothers
As she sh[Em]uts her eyes and dreams about her O[A]ne-Eyed Joe
One-Eyed J[D]oe
Car parked on a di[G]rty road
Heaven knows the lo[D]ad she pulled
Couldn't take the st[A]rain
A saddle in the r[Em]ain
Instrumental:
[Em]
18. He Was In Heaven Before He Died
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John Prine
Intro:
[C]
[C]There's a rainbow of ba[F]bies
Draped o[G]ver the gravey[C]ard
Where a[F]ll the dead sai[C]lors
Wait for their br[G]ides
And the c[C]old bitter snow
Has stra[F]ngled each grassbl[C]ade
Where the s[F]alt from their te[C]ars
Washed o[G]ut with the ti[C]de
Chorus:
And I sm[F]iled on the Wab[G]ash
The last time I pa[C]ssed it
Yes, I g[F]ave here a w[C]ink
From the passenger s[G]ide
And my f[C]oot fell asleep
As I swal[F]lowed my ca[C]ndy
Knowing [F]he was in Hea[C]ven
B[G]efore he di[C]ed
N[C]ow the harbor's on f[F]ire
With the dr[G]eams and des[C]ires
Of a tho[F]usand young po[C]ets
Who failed 'cause they tr[G]ied
For a rh[C]yme without reason
Floats d[F]own to the bot[C]tom
Where the sca[F]vengers e[C]at 'em
And wa[G]sh in with the ti[C]de
Repeat Chorus:
T[C]he sun can play tri[F]cks
With your e[G]yes on the hig[C]hway
The m[F]oon can lay sidew[C]ays
Till the ocean stands st[G]ill
But a pe[C]rson can't tell
His b[F]est friend he lo[C]ves him
Till t[F]ime has stopped br[C]eathing
You're al[G]one on the h[C]ill
Repeat Chorus:
19. Fish and Whistle
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John Prine
Intro:
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
[G]I been thinking lately about the [C]people I [G]meet
The [C]carwash on the [G]corner and the [D]hole in the street
The [G]way my ankles hurt with [C]shoes on my feet
And I'm [G]wondering if I'm [D]gonna see tom[G]orrow
Chorus:
[G]Father forgive us for [C]what we must [G]do
[C]You forgive [G]us we'll [D]forget you
[G]We'll forgive each other till we [C]both turn blue
Then we'll [G]whistle and go [D]fishing in [G]Heaven
Instrumental:
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
[G]I was in the army but I [C]never dug a [G]trench
[C]I used to bust my [G]knuckles on a [D]monkey wrench
Then I'd [G]go to town and drink and [C]give the girls a pinch
But I [G]don't think they [D]ever even [G]noticed me
Repeat chorus:
[D]Fish and whistle
Whistle and fish
[G]Eat every thing that they put on your dish
And [C]when we get through we'll [G]make a big wish
That we [A7]never have to do this [D7]again
Again?
Again???
[G]On my very first job I said [C]"thank you" and [G]"please"
They [C]made me scrub a [G]parking lot [D]down on my knees
[G]Then I got fired for [C]being scared of bees
And they [G]only give me [D]fifty cents and [G]hour
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental:
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
[D]Fish and whistle
Whistle and fish
[G]Eat every thing that they put on your dish
And [C]when we get through we'll [G]make a big wish
That we [A7]never have to do this [D7]again
Again?
Again???
Repeat Chorus:
Ending:
[G]We'll whistle and go [D]fishing in [G]Heaven
[G]We'll whistle and go [D]fishing in [G]Heaven
Repeat and fade:
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
20. That's The Way The World Goes Round
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John Prine
Intro:
[F] [Bb] [F] [C]
[F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F]
W[F]ell I know a guy that's got a lot to lose,
He's a p[Bb]retty nice fella, kinda confused.
He's got m[F]uscles in his head ain't never been used,
He thinks he owns half of this t[C]own.
St[F]arts drinkin' heavy, gets a big red nose,
[Bb]Beats his old lady with a rubber hose
Then he t[F]akes her out to dinner, buys her new clothes,
That's the w[C]ay that the world goes 'r[F]ound.
Chorus:
Th[F]at's the way that the world goes 'round,
You're [Bb]up one day, the next you're down,
It's h[F]alf inch of water, but you think you're gonna drown,
That's the way that the w[C]orld goes 'r[F]ound.
Instrumental:
[F] [Bb] [F] [C]
[F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F]
[F]I was sittin' in the bathtub, a-countin' my toes,
When the [Bb]radiator broke, the water all froze.
I got [F]stuck in the ice, without my clothes,
Naked as the eyes of a cl[C]own.
I was [F]crying those ice cubes, hoping I'd croak,
When the [Bb]sun came through the window, the ice all broke.
I [F]stood up and laughed; I thought it was a joke,
That's the [C]way that the world goes 'ro[F]und.
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental:
[F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F]
Repeat Chorus:
Ending:
That's the way that the [C]world goes 'ro[F]und,
That's the way that the [C]world ......goes 'r[F]ound.
[F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F]
21. Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow)
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John Prine
Intro:
[A]
M[A]y heart's in the ice house
Come hill or come valley
Like a [D]long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
On a [A]cold winter's morning to a [E7]church house
Just to shovel some [A]snow
I heard sirens on the train track
Howl naked gettin' nuder
An [D]alter boy's been hit by a local commuter
Just from [A]walking with his back turned to the [E7]train
That was comming so [A]slow [A7]
Chorus:
You can [D]gaze out the window
Get mad and get madder
Throw you [A]hands in the air Say "What does it matter?"
But it [E7]don't do no good to get angry
So help me I [A]know [A7]
For a [D]heart stained in anger
Grows weak and grows bitter
You be[A]come your own prisoner
As you watch yourself sit there wrapped [E7]up in a trap
Of your very own chain of [A]sorrow.
Instrumental:
[A] [D] [A] [E] [A]
I been [A]brought down to zero
Pulled out and put back there
I [D]sat on the park bench kissed the girl with the black hair
And my [A]head shouted down to my [E7]heart
You better look out be[A]low.
Hey, it ain't such a long drop
Don't stammer. Don't stutter
From the [D]diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
And you [A]carry those bruises to [E7]remind you
Wherever you [A]go. [A7]
Repeat Chorus:
M[A]y heart's in the ice house
Come hill or come valley
Like a [D]long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
On a [A]cold winter's morning to a [E7]church house
Just to shovel some [A]snow
I heard sirens on the train track
Howl naked gettin' nuder
An [D]alter boy's been hit by a local commuter
Just from [A]walking with his back turned to the [E7]train
That was comming so [A]slow [A7]
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental and Fade
[A] [D] [A] [E] [A]
