Christmas In Prison
John Prine
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G C G D G [Verse 1]G It was Christmas in prison and theC food was real goodG We had turkey and pistols carvedD out of woodG C And I dream of her always ,even when I don't dreamG Her names on my tongue and herD G bloods in my stream [Chorus]D C G Wait a while eternityC G old Mother Nature's got nothing onD meG Come to me, run to meC Come to me nowG We're rolling my sweetheartD G We're flowing by God (Interlude)Continúa después del anuncioC G DG C G D G [Verse 2]G She reminds me of a chess game withC someone I admireG Or a picnic in the rain after aD prairie fireG C Her heart is as big as this whole goddamn jailG And she sweeter than saccharin at aD G drug store sale [Chorus]D C G Wait awhile eternityC G Old Mother Nature's got nothing onD meG Come to me , run to meC Come to me nowG We're rolling my sweetheartD G We're flowing by god (Interlude)C G DG C G D G [Verse 3]G The search light in the big yardC swings round with the gunG And the spotlights in theD snowflakes,like the dust in the sunG It's Christmas in prison, there'llC be music tonightG D I'll probably get homesick, I loveG you goodnight [Chorus]D C G Wait a while eternityC G Old Mother Nature's got nothing onD meG Come to me, run to meC Come to me nowG We're rolling my sweetheartD G We're flowing by God