Christmas in Prison Lyrics
| Song | Christmas in Prison |
| Artist | John Prine |
| Album | Great Days: The John Prine Anthology |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics：John Prine Music：John Prine | |
| It was christmas in prison | |
| And the food was real good | |
| We had turkey and pistols | |
| Carved out of wood | |
| And i dream of her always | |
| Even when i don't dream | |
| Her name's on my tongue | |
| And her blood's in my stream. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Wait awhile eternity | |
| Old mother nature's got nothing on me | |
| Come to me | |
| Run to me | |
| Come to me, now | |
| We're rolling | |
| My sweetheart | |
| We're flowing | |
| By god! | |
| She reminds me of a chess game | |
| With someone i admire | |
| Or a picnic in the rain | |
| After a prairie fire | |
| Her heart is as big | |
| As this whole goddamn jail | |
| And she's sweeter than saccharine | |
| At a drug store sale. | |
| Chorus: | |
| The search light in the big yard | |
| Swings round with the gun | |
| And spotlights the snowflakes | |
| Like the dust in the sun | |
| It's christmas in prison | |
| There'll be music tonight | |
| I'll probably get homesick | |
| I love you. goodnight. | |
| Chorus: |
| Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine | |
| It was christmas in prison | |
| And the food was real good | |
| We had turkey and pistols | |
| Carved out of wood | |
| And i dream of her always | |
| Even when i don' t dream | |
| Her name' s on my tongue | |
| And her blood' s in my stream. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Wait awhile eternity | |
| Old mother nature' s got nothing on me | |
| Come to me | |
| Run to me | |
| Come to me, now | |
| We' re rolling | |
| My sweetheart | |
| We' re flowing | |
| By god! | |
| She reminds me of a chess game | |
| With someone i admire | |
| Or a picnic in the rain | |
| After a prairie fire | |
| Her heart is as big | |
| As this whole goddamn jail | |
| And she' s sweeter than saccharine | |
| At a drug store sale. | |
| Chorus: | |
| The search light in the big yard | |
| Swings round with the gun | |
| And spotlights the snowflakes | |
| Like the dust in the sun | |
| It' s christmas in prison | |
| There' ll be music tonight | |
| I' ll probably get homesick | |
| I love you. goodnight. | |
| Chorus: |
| Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine | |
| It was christmas in prison | |
| And the food was real good | |
| We had turkey and pistols | |
| Carved out of wood | |
| And i dream of her always | |
| Even when i don' t dream | |
| Her name' s on my tongue | |
| And her blood' s in my stream. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Wait awhile eternity | |
| Old mother nature' s got nothing on me | |
| Come to me | |
| Run to me | |
| Come to me, now | |
| We' re rolling | |
| My sweetheart | |
| We' re flowing | |
| By god! | |
| She reminds me of a chess game | |
| With someone i admire | |
| Or a picnic in the rain | |
| After a prairie fire | |
| Her heart is as big | |
| As this whole goddamn jail | |
| And she' s sweeter than saccharine | |
| At a drug store sale. | |
| Chorus: | |
| The search light in the big yard | |
| Swings round with the gun | |
| And spotlights the snowflakes | |
| Like the dust in the sun | |
| It' s christmas in prison | |
| There' ll be music tonight | |
| I' ll probably get homesick | |
| I love you. goodnight. | |
| Chorus: |
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