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Prine John Great Days Disc 2

February morning, my car won't start today I turned the key at 8:03 and the battery passed away Inside a' my automobile I want my automobile I want my

He's just a small fry. A bit too gun shy. To have his heart touched without a glove He looks at strangers as potential dangers Trying to Steal his aimless

Leaves were falling ..Just like embers In colors red and gold they set us on fire Burning just like a moonbeam ...in our eyes Chorus: Somebody said

Jehosaphat the mongrel cat Jumped off the roof today Some would say he fell but I could tell He did himself away His eyes weren't bright like they were

The rain came down On the tin roof Hardly A sound was left From the birthday party The kitchen light Fell asleep On the bedroom floor Me and her were

The movie wasn't really doing so hot said the new producer to the old big shot its dying on the edge of the great Midwest Sabu must tour or forever rest

Her Father was a failure Her Mother was a comfort To a doctor and lawyer and Indian Chief. The shirt ran out of buttons He lost all his marbles at a

In an Appalachian, Greyhound station She sits there waiting, in a family way "Goodbye brother, Tell Mom I love her Tell all the others, I'll write someday

People who are sad - sometimes they wear a frown And people who are kings - sometimes they wear a crown But all the people who don't fit Get the only