He Forgot That It Was Sunday Lyrics

Song	He Forgot That It Was Sunday
Artist	John Prine
Album	Lost Dogs & Mixed Blessings
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	作词 : Prine
	The motel lights were blinking
	On my chartreuse four door
	LincolnOn the dock, the fish were stinking
	I simply didn't have a care
	And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels
	The children hum their
	Christmas carols
	The train tracks all run parallel
	But they'll all meet up one day
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He's waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayWe used to tell each other lies
	With our orange plastic button eyes
	In a former life on a motel chair
	I was Charlie
	Parker's teddy bear
	Yeah, me and
	Bird, we'd stay up late
	I used to watch him contemplate
	While his horn would sit by the window and wait'
	Til it was time for him to blow it
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He's waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayThe only song
	I ever knew
	Was 'Moonlight
	Bay on the
	Avenue'These are the tales from the
	Devil's chin
	Charlie, I could've been a contender
	And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels
	The children hum their
	Christmas carols
	The train tracks all run parallel
	But they'll all meet up one day
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He's waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayHe forgot that it was
	SundayOn a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the old red
	Devil playing pocket pool
	He's waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayAnd the old men
	Why, they're sitting 'round their cracker barrels
	And the children
	Yeah, they're out humming those
	Christmas carols
	And all those old rusty train tracks
	They're running parallel
	But they'll all meet up one day

	zuo ci : Prine
	The motel lights were blinking
	On my chartreuse four door
	LincolnOn the dock, the fish were stinking
	I simply didn' t have a care
	And the old men sit ' round the cracker barrels
	The children hum their
	Christmas carols
	The train tracks all run parallel
	But they' ll all meet up one day
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He' s waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayWe used to tell each other lies
	With our orange plastic button eyes
	In a former life on a motel chair
	I was Charlie
	Parker' s teddy bear
	Yeah, me and
	Bird, we' d stay up late
	I used to watch him contemplate
	While his horn would sit by the window and wait'
	Til it was time for him to blow it
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He' s waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayThe only song
	I ever knew
	Was ' Moonlight
	Bay on the
	Avenue' These are the tales from the
	Devil' s chin
	Charlie, I could' ve been a contender
	And the old men sit ' round the cracker barrels
	The children hum their
	Christmas carols
	The train tracks all run parallel
	But they' ll all meet up one day
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He' s waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayHe forgot that it was
	SundayOn a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the old red
	Devil playing pocket pool
	He' s waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayAnd the old men
	Why, they' re sitting ' round their cracker barrels
	And the children
	Yeah, they' re out humming those
	Christmas carols
	And all those old rusty train tracks
	They' re running parallel
	But they' ll all meet up one day

	zuò cí : Prine
	The motel lights were blinking
	On my chartreuse four door
	LincolnOn the dock, the fish were stinking
	I simply didn' t have a care
	And the old men sit ' round the cracker barrels
	The children hum their
	Christmas carols
	The train tracks all run parallel
	But they' ll all meet up one day
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He' s waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayWe used to tell each other lies
	With our orange plastic button eyes
	In a former life on a motel chair
	I was Charlie
	Parker' s teddy bear
	Yeah, me and
	Bird, we' d stay up late
	I used to watch him contemplate
	While his horn would sit by the window and wait'
	Til it was time for him to blow it
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He' s waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayThe only song
	I ever knew
	Was ' Moonlight
	Bay on the
	Avenue' These are the tales from the
	Devil' s chin
	Charlie, I could' ve been a contender
	And the old men sit ' round the cracker barrels
	The children hum their
	Christmas carols
	The train tracks all run parallel
	But they' ll all meet up one day
	On a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the Devil playing pocket pool
	He' s waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayHe forgot that it was
	SundayOn a dusty pew in a vestibule
	Sits the old red
	Devil playing pocket pool
	He' s waiting for the next poor fool
	Who forgot that it was
	SundayAnd the old men
	Why, they' re sitting ' round their cracker barrels
	And the children
	Yeah, they' re out humming those
	Christmas carols
	And all those old rusty train tracks
	They' re running parallel
	But they' ll all meet up one day

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