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Prine John Great Days Disc 1

My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley On a cold winter's morning to a church house

Dear Abby, Dear Abby ... My feet are too long My hair's falling out and my rights are all wrong My friends they all tell me that I've no friends at all

When I was a child my family would travel Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered

She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal Well she pressed her chest against me About the time

I got kicked off Noah's Ark I turn my cheek to unkind remarks There was two of everything But one of me And when the rains came tumbling down I held

Oh I get drunk most every night Seems like all we do is fight The more I drink The less I feel blue Sometimes I feel like an awful fool Spendin' my life

had an apartment in the city, Me and Loretta liked living there. Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown, A life of their own left us alone. John

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

Feelings are strange especially when they come true and I had a feeling you'd be leaving soon so I tried to rearrange all my emotions but it seems the