Thursdays with John Prine (stevieslaw)

Stevieslaw: Thursday with John Prine
While strolling around my garden this morning as a light warm rain came down, who should I run into—way back on the other side of the roses—but my old friend John Prine. We know him from way back—back in the day, as they say now. As I recall (or perhaps invented), he used to keep a lit cigarette tucked between his guitar strings as he played and sang. Sure enough, he was singing “Spanish Pipedream,” an old favorite:
She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
Well she pressed her chest against me
About the time the juke box broke
Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck
And these are the words she spoke

Blow up your T.V. throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try an find Jesus on your own

Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
Well, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-coo
Yeah she sang her song all night long, tellin’ me what to do

Repeat chorus:

Well, I was young and hungry and about to leave that place
When just as I was leavin’, well she looked me in the face
I said “You must know the answer.”
“She said, “No but I’ll give it a try.”
And to this very day we’ve been livin’ our way
And here is the reason why

We blew up our T.V. threw away our paper
Went to the country, built us a home
Had a lot of children, fed ’em on peaches
They all found Jesus on their own
So where did John come from? I’ve no idea. Still in our time, when the bottom line seems the answer to everything, it’s nice to know that my thoughts—all of our thoughts— can take a goes to b, with some c, and come up with peach pie. Hi, my name is Steve and I am not an IBMer. Let’s build a better planet (see chorus).

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