John Prine (born October 10, 1946 in Maywood, Illinois-died April 7, 2020 in Nashville, Tennessee) was an American country/folk singer-songwriter who has achieved widespread critical (and some commercial) success since the early 1970s.
The son of William Prine and Verna Hamm, his grandfather had played guitar with Merle Travis and he started playing guitar himself at 14 years old. He was a postman for 5 years and spent a couple of years in the army before starting his musical career in the Chicago area.
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From: [email protected] (Sam Booker) Subject: PRO:humdity_built_the_snowman by john prine Date: Wed, 14 Feb 1996 14:32:02 -0700 (MST)
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------- #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #------------------------------------------------------------------------------ {no_grid:} # {t:Humidity Built The Snowman} {st:(John Prine)} {st:From the John Prine album "Lost Dogs and Mixed Blessings" ( Oh Boy Records, 1995)} # # Chords by Sam Booker ([email protected]) # {ci:Intro:} [A] [E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [A] [E] # D[A]oes he still think about h[E]er [A]Why there was never really any do[E]ubt E[A]very time he lights a can[E]dle [A]Or blows a candle o[E]ut [D]The scientific n[E]ature of the ord[A]inary m[D]an Is to [A]go on out and [E]do the best you c[A]an
{ci:Chorus:} {soc:} I [D]don't think that you know That [A]I think you don't know That o[D]ld barometer goes crazy baby Every t[A]ime it starts to s[E]now [A]You won't find me walking [D]Round your part of town Humdity built the sno[A]wman Su[E]nshine brought him d[A]own
[A] [E] [A] [E] {eoc:}
[A]This world is full of pe[E]ople [A]They never seem to fa[E]ll [A]Somebody said they s[E]een you [A]You hadn't changed at a[E]ll T[D]he fundamental st[E]ory Of the c[A]ontemporary m[D]an Is to w[A]alk away and so[E]meday unde[A]rstand
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{ci:Instrumental:} [A] [E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [A] [E] # The s[D]cientific na[E]ture of the or[A]dinary m[D]an Is [A]to go on out and [E]do the best you c[A]an
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Hum[D]dity built the sn[A]owman [E](tacet) Sunshine brought him d[A]own [A] [E] [A] [E] Brought him D[A]own [A] [E] [A] [E] Brought him do[A]wn [A] [E] (Repeat and Fade...)