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By John Prine, Everything is cool
Everything's okay
Why just before last christmas
My baby went
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By John Prine, Christmas toys all over the place
Little johnny wears a funny
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By John Prine, There's a pine tree in a window in a house
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By John Prine, City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there
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By John Prine, He's just a small fry, a bit too gun shy
To
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By John Prine, I threw a party. nobody came.
I bought all the tickets.
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By John Prine, Maureen, maureen,
I shot a doctor last night on the airplane
Well,
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By John Prine, You may live alone
And close your eyes some folks do
You
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By John Prine, Let's take a slow boat to China
Leave from South Carolina
Let's
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By John Prine, Here's the story of a man and his family
And a
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By John Prine, Things got rough
Things got tough
Things got harder than hard
We were
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By John Prine, I'm going steady with iron ore betty
And she's goin' steady
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By John Prine, There was a time
When lonely men would wander
Thru this land
Rolling
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By John Prine, Hey, there she goes
Well I though she'd never leave
Heaven knows
Well
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By John Prine, The last time that I saw her
She was standing in
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By John Prine, You can't live together, you can't live alone
Considering the weather,
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By John Prine, Forbidden Jimmy
Has got a mighty sore tooth
From biting too many
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By John Prine, There's a rainbow of babies
Draped over the graveyard
Where all the
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By John Prine, I was sitting in a diner
With a girl named flo
She
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By John Prine, I'm beginning to like you
But, you know that ain't right
'Cause
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By John Prine, I wish, I hope, I wonder, where you're at sometimes
Is
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By John Prine, Like a bolt of lightning, like a bolt of thunder
Like
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By John Prine, Way down
Way down, it must be
I can't stop this misery
It
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By John Prine, It's wedding day in Funeralville
Your soup spoon's on your right
The
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By John Prine, It was a teenage wedding
And the old folks wished 'em
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By John Prine, Billy, the bum lived by the thumb
And sang of the
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By John Prine, While walking out, one evening
Not knowing where to go
Just to
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By John Prine, While out sailing on the ocean, while out sailing on
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By John Prine, Station was empty
Trains were all gone
I reached in my pocket
Waited
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By John Prine, I don't care if the sun don't shine
But it better
