Christmas In Prison

Lyrics
[Verse 1] It was Christmas in prison And the food was real good We had turkey and pistols Carved out of wood [Verse 2] 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 a while, 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 [Verse 3] She reminds me of a chess game With someone I admire Or a picnic in the rain After a prairie fire [Verse 4] Her heart is as big As this whole goddamn jail And she's sweeter than saccharin At a drug store sale [Chorus] Wait a while, eternity Old mother nature's got nothing on me Come to me, run to me Come to me now We're rolling, my sweetheart I'm flowing, by God [Verse 5] The searchlight in the big yard Turns around with the gun And spotlights the snowflakes Like the dust in the sun [Verse 6] It's Christmas in prison There'll be music tonight I'll probably get homesick I love you, goodnight [Chorus] Wait a while, eternity Old mother nature's got nothing on me Come to me, run to me Come to me now I'm rolling, my sweetheart I'm flowing, by God
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Credits
- Writers
- John Prine