Christmas In Prison-John Prine

[00:00.75]It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good [00:17.90]We had turkey and pistols carved out of wood [00:22.83]And I dream of her always even when I don't dream [00:28.88]Her name's on my tongue, her blood's in my stream [00:34.72]Wait awhile, eternity [00:38.46]Ole Mother Nature's got nothing on me [00:43.59]Come to me, run to me, come to me now [00:49.42]We're rolling my sweetheart, we're flowing by God [00:55.03]She reminds me of a chess game with someone I admire [01:22.72]Or a picnic in the rain after a prairie fire [01:28.17]Her heart is as big as this whole goddamn jail [01:34.57]And she's sweeter than saccharine at a drugstore sale [01:40.50]Wait awhile, eternity [01:44.10]Ole Mother Nature's got nothing on me [01:49.43]Come to me, run to me, come to me now [01:55.80]We're rolling my sweetheart, we're flowing by God [02:01.34]The searchlight in the bigyard swings 'round with the gun [02:28.54]And spotlights the snowflakes like dust in the sun [02:34.52]It's Christmas in prison there'll be music tonight [02:39.76]I'll probably get homesick, I love you, good night [02:44.78]Wait awhile, eternity [02:49.30]Ole Mother Nature's got nothing on me [02:55.50]Come to me, run to me, come to me now [03:00.40]We're rolling my sweetheart, we're flowing by God [03:06.06]