John Prine songs lyrics

A young man from a small town With a very large imagination Lay alone in his room with his radio on Looking for another station When the static...

There's a pine tree in a window in a house on a hill With a tree top angel sitting perfectly still She's watching the shoppers walk through the...

"mmmmmmm" In a small fishing village Northeast of guam Sits a fine young chap Holding hands with his mom As the fish swim by So does joe For his body...

The motel lights were blinkin' On my chartreuse four door Lincoln On the dock the fish were stinkin' I simply didn't have a care And the old men...