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John 3:16

I spent a lot of years running from believing,
Looking for another way to save my soul
The longer I live, the more I see it, there's only
John 3:16

I spent a lot of years running from believing,
Looking for another way to save my soul
The longer I live, the more I see it, there's only
was a river hobo
Who lived and died by the river's bed
Looking back, I still remember
I was proud to be his friend

Mama said, "Don't go near that river
the lords and law
Branded Oscar Wilde a sinner

And looking back on the cold bleak winter
Looking back on those long dark days
Felt like the head of John
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.

Mama said, Don't go
And so it began, 
The story how Elzevir would look after John as his own son,
And the smugglers betrayed on Moonfleet Bay 
by Maskew looking now
it's just an April show'r.
Even John D. Rockefeller
Is looking for a silver lining.

Mister Herbert Hoover 
says that now's the time to buy.
So
bars press in on Rael's body, he sees his brother John outside, looking in. John's face is motionless despite screams for help, but in his vacant
As the rocky bars press in on Rael's body, he sees his brother John outside, looking in. 
John's face is motionless despite screams for help, 
But in his
John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.

Mama said, "Don't go near that
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.

Mama said, Don't go
bars press in on Rael's body, he sees his brother John outside, looking in. John's face is motionless despite screams for help, but in his vacant
not looking, just to be surprised by such an old idea.
Just to see your life seen thought the eyes of Grace.

?Look across the table John, look across
to the rind
Any old song by brother John Prine

Sometimes that face looking back in the mirror
It make that mirror, make that mirror cold, babe
But in my
Supper time in the hole
Supper time in the hole
I shame my family, shame my home
Supper time

Old Saint John on death row
He's just waiting for
the highway looking for something
Looking for something I can't see
Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something I can't see
as snow

Catfish John was a river hobo
Lived and died by the river's bend
Looking back I still remember
I was proud to be his friend

[chorus]
Supper time in the hole
Supper time in the hole
I shame my family, shame my home
Supper time

Old Saint John on death row
He's just waiting for
the highway looking for something
Looking for something I can't see
Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something I can't see
Tired like the beggar with the cold inside his bones
Looking for the pleasure that he knew was so far gone
So far gone
I took a turn to myself
When I was just a lad looking for my true vocation
My father said "Now son, this choice deserves deliberation
Though you could be a doctor
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.

Mama said, "Don't go
Written by John Mellencamp

Go on and admit it
You can't take it anymore
So why don't you quit it
Your scratching off again
Can't you see it
Well
(and the neighbors they are looking)
John is down the fun pub (drinking lots of lager)
Girls and boys are on the game (and all the high streets look
looking now I can stop saving money
Maybe go free, sponsored by the third world war

[Chorus: x2]

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