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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---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Donald and Lydia - John Prine ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
CFC Small town, bright lights, Saturday night, DG Pinballs and pool halls flashing their lights. CFC Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade GC Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray
CFC Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat DG Behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat. CFC She read romance magazines up in her room GC And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon.
Chorus: FC But dreaming just comes natural GC Like the first breath from a baby, FC Like sunshine feeding daisies, GC Like the love hidden deep in your heart.
CFC Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night, DG a warehouse of strangers with sixty watt lights. CFC Staring through the ceiling, just wanting to be GC Lay one of too many, a young PFC.
CFC There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said. DG Strangers had forced him to live in his head. CFC He envisioned the details of romantic scenes GC After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine.
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CFC Hot love, cold love, no love at all. DG A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall. CFC Nothing is wrong, nothing is right. GC Donald and Lydia made love that night.
CFC They made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams, DG They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams. CFC But when they were finished there was nothing to say, GC Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away.