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:love_you_so_much_it_hurts by john prine Date: Wed, 14 Feb 1996 14:36:53 -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:I Love You So Much It Hurts} {st:(Floyd Tillman)} {st:From the John Prine album "Lost Dogs and Mixed Blessings" ( Oh Boy Records, 1995)} # # Chords by Sam Booker ([email protected]) # {ci:Intro:} [F] [B7] [C] [A7] [D7] [G] [C] [G] # I love you [C]so much it hurts me Darlin', th[D]at's why I'm so blue I'm so afr[G]aid to go to bed at night Afraid of losing y[C]ou [G] I love you s[C]o much it hurts me And there's no[D]thing I can do I want to h[F]old you, my d[B7]ear Fore[C]ver and e[A7]ver I love you [D7]so much it hu[G]rts me s[C]o [G]
{ci:Instrumental:} [C] [D] [G] [C] [G] # I love you s[C]o much it hurts me And there's no[D]thing I can do I want to h[F]old you, my d[B7]ear Fore[C]ver and e[A7]ver I love you [D7]so much it hu[G]rts me s[C]o I want to h[F]old you, my d[B7]ear Fore[C]ver and e[A7]ver I love you [D7]so much it hu[G]rts me s[C]o