by John Prine on album A John Prine Christmas
Pretty paper Pretty ribbons of blue. (spoken) man oh man, I just love christmas It's just so darn neat. I kinda wish every day was christmas, Except christmas eve and the fourth of july. We wouldn't
by John Prine on album A John Prine Christmas
Pretty paper Pretty ribbons of blue. (spoken) man oh man, I just love christmas It's just so darn neat. I kinda wish every day was christmas, Except christmas eve and the fourth of july. We wouldn't
by John Prine on album Miscellaneous
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Man oh man, I just love Christmas, it's just so darn neat I kinda wish every day was Christmas Except Christmas Eve and the Fourth of July We wouldn't want to mis
by John Prine on album Rhino Hi-Five: John Prine
All the snow has turned to water, Christmas days have come and gone. Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on. I hate graveyards and old pawn shops, For they always bring me tear
by John Prine on album Prime Prine: The Best of John Prine
All the snow has turned to water, Christmas days have come and gone. Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on. I hate graveyards and old pawn shops, For they always bring me tear
by John Prine on album John Prine Live
All the snow has turned to water, Christmas days have come and gone. Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on. I hate graveyards and old pawn shops, For they always bring me tear
by John Prine on album Prime Prine: The Best of John Prine
All the snow has turned to water, Christmas days have come and gone. Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on. I hate graveyards and old pawn shops, For they always bring me tear
by John Prine on album John Prine Live
All the snow has turned to water, Christmas days have come and gone. Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on. I hate graveyards and old pawn shops, For they always bring me tear
by John Prine feat. Steve Goodman on album Great Days: The John Prine Anthology
All the snow has turned to water Christmas days have come and gone Broken toys and faded colors Are all that's left to linger on I hate graveyards and old pawn shops For they always bring me tears I c
by John Prine on album In Spite of Ourselves
(vocals by John Prine) When I woke up this morning There was a note upon my door Saying " Don't make me no coffee, Babe Cause I won't be back no more" And that's all she wrote "Dear John", I sent yo
by John Prine on album In Spite of Ourselves
(vocals by John Prine) When I woke up this morning There was a note upon my door Saying " Don't make me no coffee, Babe Cause I won't be back no more" And that's all she wrote "Dear John", I sent yo
by John Prine on album In Spite Of Ourselves
(vocals by John Prine) When I woke up this morning There was a note upon my door Saying " Don't make me no coffee, Babe Cause I won't be back no more" And that's all she wrote "Dear John", I sent yo
by John Prine on album In Spite of Ourselves
(vocals by John Prine) When I woke up this morning There was a note upon my door Saying " Don't make me no coffee, Babe Cause I won't be back no more" And that's all she wrote "Dear John", I sent yo
by John Prine on album In Spite of Ourselves
(vocals by John Prine) When I woke up this morning There was a note upon my door Saying " Don't make me no coffee, Babe Cause I won't be back no more" And that's all she wrote "Dear John", I sent yo
by Karaoke Cloud on album Karaoke in the Style of John Prine
by John Prine on album Prime Prine: The Best of John Prine
Woke up this morning Put on my slippers Walked in the kitchen and died And oh what a feeling! When my soul Went thru the ceiling And on up into heaven I did ride When I got there they did say John, it
by John Prine on album Prime Prine: The Best of John Prine
Woke up this morning Put on my slippers Walked in the kitchen and died And oh what a feeling! When my soul Went thru the ceiling And on up into heaven I did ride When I got there they did say John, it
by John Prine on album John Prine Live
We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there It'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own, left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha And Joe is somewhere on the