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Christmas In Prison

John Prine

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		   Christmas in Prison - John Prine
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: Dlgibson@netscape.com

Tuning: Standard

Artist: john Prine
Album: Souvenirs
Year: 2000



Intro:
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       G                           C
It was christmas in prison And the food was real good
       G                                D
We had turkey and pistols Carved out of wood
      G                        C
And I dream of her always Even when I dont dream
    G                          D            G
Her names on my tongue And her bloods in my stream.



Chorus:
D           C     G
Wait awhile eternity
C                      G          D
Old mother natures got nothing on me
G
Come to me, Run to me
C
Come to me, now
     G
Were rolling My sweetheart
     D          G
Were flowing By god



(Repeat Intro)



    G                               C
She reminds me of a chess game With someone I admire
     G                                  D
Or a picnic in the rain After a prairie fire
    G                       C
Her heart is as big As this whole goddamn jail
         G                            D          G
And shes sweeter than saccharine At a drug store sale.



(Chorus)


(Repeat Intro)


    G                                   C
The search light in the big yard Swings round with the gun
    G                                              D
And spotlights the snowflakes Like the dust in the sun
    G                              C
Its christmas in prison Therell be music tonight
    G                       D             G
Ill probably get homesick I love you. goodnight.



(Chorus)