《Christmas in Prison(Live)》歌词

[00:00:00] Christmas In Prison - John Prine

[00:00:02] Written by：John Prine

[00:00:48] It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good

[00:00:52] We has turkey and pistols carved out of wood

[00:00:59] I dream of her always even when I don't dream

[00:01:04] Her name's on my tongue and her blood's in my stream

[00:01:09] Wait a while eternity

[00:01:14] Old mother nature's got nothin' on me

[00:01:20] Come to me run to me come to me now

[00:01:24] Well rollin' my sweetheart

[00:01:27] Well flowin' by God

[00:01:53] She reminds me of a chess game with someone I admire

[00:01:59] Or a picnic in the rain after a prairie fire

[00:02:05] Her heart is as big as this whole Goddamn jail

[00:02:09] And she's sweeter than saccharine at a drug store sale

[00:02:15] Wait a while eternity

[00:02:20] Old mother nature's got nothin' on me

[00:02:26] Come to me run to me come to me now

[00:02:31] Well rollin' my sweetheart

[00:02:33] Well flowin' by God

[00:03:03] The search light in the big yard turns 'round with the gun

[00:03:07] And spotlights the snowflakes like the dust in the sun

[00:03:14] It's Christmas in prison there'll be music tonight

[00:03:19] I'll probably get homesick I love you good night

[00:03:24] Wait a while eternity

[00:03:28] Old mother nature's got nothin' on me

[00:03:35] Come to me run to me come to me now

[00:03:39] Well rollin' my sweetheart

[00:03:42] Well flowin' by God