Down by the Side of the Road Lyrics

Song	Down by the Side of the Road
Artist	John Prine
Album	Great Days: The John Prine Anthology
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	Lyrics：John Prine Music：John Prine
	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 baseball game
	And they went on relief.
	The bank took away their diplomas
	They locked them up inside of the chest
	And she moved away to oklahoma
	And got a tattoo on the side of her breast
	"god-damn, my socks are still hard"
	From lying on the sofa on the night she was over in my backyard
	Yeah, we was shooting the breeze out amongst the trees
	When a shot rang low
	And left her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Father have mercy, whoo whoo
	Get her a nurse please
	She's almost alone
	I saw her hand reaching out for the telephone
	We rather see her locked up inside a home
	Than see her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Headlights flashing on her skirt in the wind.
	Yonder comes a truck it drove by two men.
	Shotgun man leaned out and said do you want to take a ride?
	Out in the pale moonlight light. light light lie lie lie lie
	Too long in the hot sun
	She could've be miss wisconsin a long time ago
	Spent to much time inside of the early show
	We'd bought her a ticket but she didn't want to go
	She was standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Headlights flashing, caught a skirt in the wind.
	Yonder comes a truck it drove by two men.
	Shotgun man leaned out and said do you want to take a ride?
	Out in through the pale moonlight
	Her father was a failure
	Her mother was a comfort
	To a doctor and lawyer and indian chief.
	The shirt made out of buttons
	He lost all his marbles at a baseball game
	And they went on relief.
	The bank took away their diplomas
	They locked them up inside of the chest
	And she moved away to oklahoma
	And got a tattoo on the side of her breast
	God-damn, my thoughts are still hard.
	From lying on the sofa on the night she was overi n my backyard
	Yeah, we was shooting the breeze out amongst the trees
	When a shot rang low
	And left her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road

	Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine
	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 baseball game
	And they went on relief.
	The bank took away their diplomas
	They locked them up inside of the chest
	And she moved away to oklahoma
	And got a tattoo on the side of her breast
	" goddamn, my socks are still hard"
	From lying on the sofa on the night she was over in my backyard
	Yeah, we was shooting the breeze out amongst the trees
	When a shot rang low
	And left her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Father have mercy, whoo whoo
	Get her a nurse please
	She' s almost alone
	I saw her hand reaching out for the telephone
	We rather see her locked up inside a home
	Than see her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Headlights flashing on her skirt in the wind.
	Yonder comes a truck it drove by two men.
	Shotgun man leaned out and said do you want to take a ride?
	Out in the pale moonlight light. light light lie lie lie lie
	Too long in the hot sun
	She could' ve be miss wisconsin a long time ago
	Spent to much time inside of the early show
	We' d bought her a ticket but she didn' t want to go
	She was standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Headlights flashing, caught a skirt in the wind.
	Yonder comes a truck it drove by two men.
	Shotgun man leaned out and said do you want to take a ride?
	Out in through the pale moonlight
	Her father was a failure
	Her mother was a comfort
	To a doctor and lawyer and indian chief.
	The shirt made out of buttons
	He lost all his marbles at a baseball game
	And they went on relief.
	The bank took away their diplomas
	They locked them up inside of the chest
	And she moved away to oklahoma
	And got a tattoo on the side of her breast
	Goddamn, my thoughts are still hard.
	From lying on the sofa on the night she was overi n my backyard
	Yeah, we was shooting the breeze out amongst the trees
	When a shot rang low
	And left her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road

	Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine
	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 baseball game
	And they went on relief.
	The bank took away their diplomas
	They locked them up inside of the chest
	And she moved away to oklahoma
	And got a tattoo on the side of her breast
	" goddamn, my socks are still hard"
	From lying on the sofa on the night she was over in my backyard
	Yeah, we was shooting the breeze out amongst the trees
	When a shot rang low
	And left her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Father have mercy, whoo whoo
	Get her a nurse please
	She' s almost alone
	I saw her hand reaching out for the telephone
	We rather see her locked up inside a home
	Than see her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Headlights flashing on her skirt in the wind.
	Yonder comes a truck it drove by two men.
	Shotgun man leaned out and said do you want to take a ride?
	Out in the pale moonlight light. light light lie lie lie lie
	Too long in the hot sun
	She could' ve be miss wisconsin a long time ago
	Spent to much time inside of the early show
	We' d bought her a ticket but she didn' t want to go
	She was standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Headlights flashing, caught a skirt in the wind.
	Yonder comes a truck it drove by two men.
	Shotgun man leaned out and said do you want to take a ride?
	Out in through the pale moonlight
	Her father was a failure
	Her mother was a comfort
	To a doctor and lawyer and indian chief.
	The shirt made out of buttons
	He lost all his marbles at a baseball game
	And they went on relief.
	The bank took away their diplomas
	They locked them up inside of the chest
	And she moved away to oklahoma
	And got a tattoo on the side of her breast
	Goddamn, my thoughts are still hard.
	From lying on the sofa on the night she was overi n my backyard
	Yeah, we was shooting the breeze out amongst the trees
	When a shot rang low
	And left her standing down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road
	Down by the side of the road

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