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John Prine
Have a best of album (CD) by John made in the late 70s. He made an Album a few years back that I think was nominated for a Grammy. Anyone know which one it was? Or, can anyone point me to some newer material by Prine that is worth getting. Thanks.
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Re: John Prine
I can't really help you, but I gotta tell you, I often find myself with the song Sam Stone running through my head over and over.
There's a hole in daddy's arm/Where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin/I suppose Good stuff. |
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Yah, Prine is fantastic.
I was listening to The Great Compromise this week: I knew a girl who was almost a lady She had a way with all the men in her life Every inch of her blossomed in beauty And she was born on the fourth of July Well she lived in an aluminum house trailer And she worked in a juke box saloon And she spent all the money I give her Just to see the old man in the moon Chorus: I used to sleep at the foot of Old Glory And awake in the dawn's early light But much to my surprise When I opened my eyes I was a victim of the great compromise Well we'd go out on Saturday evenings To the drive-in on Route 41 And it was there that I first suspected That she was doin' what she'd already done She said "Johnny won't you get me some popcorn" And she knew I had to walk pretty far And as soon as I passed through the moonlight She hopped into a foreign sports car (Repeat chorus) Well you know I could have beat up that fellow But it was her that had hopped into his car Many times I'd fought to protect her But this time she was goin' too far Now some folks they call me a coward 'Cause I left her at the drive-in that night But I'd druther have names thrown at me Than to fight for a thing that ain't right (Repeat chorus) Now she writes all the fellows love letters Saying "Greetings, come and see me real soon" And they go and line up in the barroom And spend the night in that sick woman's room But sometimes I get awful lonesome And I wish she was my girl instead But she won't let me live with her And she makes me live in my head (Repeat chorus) scrub |
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Re: John Prine
[ QUOTE ]
I can't really help you, but I gotta tell you, I often find myself with the song Sam Stone running through my head over and over. There's a hole in daddy's arm/Where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin/I suppose Good stuff. [/ QUOTE ] Sam Stone, came home, to the wife and family, after serving in the conflict overseas. I can't remember anymore, but I bet it has been 20 years since I heard that song. Dear Abby is a good/silly song also. |
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All the songs mentioned by everyone are on the Best of Album. Anyway, here are lyrics for two other very good songs by Prine.
Please Don’t Bury Me Woke up this morning Put on my slippers Walked in the kitchen and died And oh what a feeling! When my soul Went thru the ceiling And on up into heaven I did ride When I got there they did say John, it happened this way You slipped upon the floor And hit your head And all the angels say Just before you passed away These were the very last words That you said: Chorus: 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 Repeat chorus Give my feet to the footloose Careless, fancy free Give my knees to the needy Don’t pull that stuff on me Hand me down my walking cane It’s a sin to tell a lie Send my mouth way down south And kiss my ass goodbye Repeat chorus Illegal Smile When I woke up this morning, things were lookin’ bad Seem like total silence was the only friend I had Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down... and won And it was twelve o’clock before I realized That I was havin’ .. no fun Chorus: But fortunately I have the key to escape reality And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile It don’t cost very much, but it lasts a long while Won’t you please tell the man I didn’t kill anyone No I’m just tryin’ to have me some fun Last time I checked my bankroll, It was gettin’ thin Sometimes it seems like the bottom Is the only place I’ve been I chased a rainbow down a one-way street... dead end And all my friends turned out to be insurance salesmen Repeat chorus: Well, I sat down in my closet with all my overalls Tryin’ to get away From all the ears inside my walls I dreamed the police heard Everything I thought... what then? Well I went to court And the judge’s name was hoffman Ah but fortunately I have the key to escape reality And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile It don’t cost very much, but it lasts a long while Won’t you please tell the man I didn’t kill anyone No I’m just tryin’ to have me some fun Well done, hot dog bun, my sister’s a nun . |
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I think it was the album of duets, In Spite of Ourselves.
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Thanks, Phat. Yeah, I looked it up on the web and Amazon and that sounds right. I went ahead and purchased two more of his works, his first album (came out in 1971; the year I graduated from High School, under the protest of the principal) and the Aimless Love CD.
-Zeno |
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