Christmas in prison de John Prine
Letra de Christmas in prison
It was christmas in prison and the food was real good
we has turkey and pistols carved out of wood
i dream of her always even when i don't dream
her name's on my tongue and her blood's in my strings
Wait a while eternity
old mother nature's got nothin' on me
come to me, run to me, come to me now
i'm rollin' my sweetheart
i'm flowin' by god
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 drug store sale
Wait a while eternity
old mother nature's got nothin' on me
come to me, run to me, come to me now
i'm rollin' my sweetheart
i'm flowin' by god
The search light in the big yard turns 'round with the gun
and spotlights the snowflakes like the dust in the sun
it's christmas in prison there'll be music tonight
i'll probably get homesick, i love you, good night
Wait a while eternity
old mother nature's got nothin' on me
come to me, run to me, come to me now
i'm rollin' my sweetheart
i'm flowin' by god
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