Christmas in Prison
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Christmas in Prison
John Prine
#From: "Dave Fultz, Jr." <df1@GANet.NET>
#Album: Sweet Revenge
In 3/4 Time (123 123 123) a sad waltz
Verse 1
It was
G
Christmas in
G
prison
And the
C
food was real
C
good
We had
G
turkeys and
G
pistols
G
Carved out of
D
wood
D
And I
G
dream of her
G
always
Even
C
when I don't
C
dream
Her
G
name's on my
G
tongue
and her
C
blood's in my
G
stream
Chorus
D
Wait a
D
while
C
eterni
G
ty
G
Old mother
G
nature's got
G
nothing on
D
me
G
Come to me
G
Run to me
C
Come to me,
C
now
We're
G
rolling
My
G
sweetheart
We're
C
flowing
By
G
God!
Verse 2
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 she's sweeter than saccharine
At a drugstore jail
#Repeat Chorus
Verse 3
The search light in the big yard
Swings round with the gun
And spotlights the snowflakes
Like dust in the sun
It's Christmas in prison
There'll be music tonight
I'll probably get home sick
I love you. Good night.
#Repeat Chorus
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