So Long John

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The Felice Brothers - Country

So Long John

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The radio that told me all about the death of John Ashbery Is sitting on the road, in a thousand pieces singing Lonesome Valley And I'm still in this bar, strumming a dead guitar I'm all alone on this dying star So long John The birds are in the snare, the cops are in the shrubs making love with billy clubs The apple trees are bare and September's here, it's my favorite time of year Like a bird on a post, singing of what matters most He was better than jam and toast So long John The radio is blowing down the road, on the long journey home Whenever I get down, I just recall a poem, it's like a home away from home But I'm strung out on this chord, pounding a dark keyboard And I don't care where I'm slouching toward So long John

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