Christmas In Prison lyrics at Christmas-Songs.Org:
We had Christmas in prison
And the food was real good
We had turkey and pistols
Carved out of wood.
And I dream of her always
Even when I don't dream
Her name's on my tongue
And her blood in my stream.
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!
She reminds me of a chess game
With someone I admire
Or a picnic in the rain
After a prairie fire.
Her heart is as big
As this whole goddamn jail
She's sweeter than saccharine
At a drug store sale.
Wait a while
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!
The searchlight in the big yard
Goes round with the gun
And spotlights the snowflakes
Like dust in the sun.
It's Christmas in prison
And there'll be music tonight
I'll probably get homesick
I love you
Goodnight.
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!
About this song Christmas In Prison
"Christmas In Prison" is by John Prine.
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