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've studied the words of great men
Like George Jones Hank Williams John Prine
I've handed in many a paper
To probation officers on time

The high cost of low

've studied the words of great men
Like George Jones Hank Williams John Prine
I've handed in many a paper
To probation officers on time

The high cost of low

-"hmm, I think the piano maybe is better,
I just realised the ......? ..........hmm....hello, yoko...yeah!".

Well, he's long, long, lost john
Long,

on some music
Hey there  John Prine

To the old folks I go
Recharge when I'm feeling low
To the old folks I go
Recharge when I'm feeling low
Hang it up

If I could write
A song like John Prine
I'd be on my way

If I could love
Like a mother loves her child
I'd be on my way

If I was high
Like the kite

and a chooser
She just want me for herself 
Niggas be lying saying they swishin that's why I can't ask for help 
I been ballin since a jit 
I did that by myself

at me 
Tell me your dreams 
What you see with closed eyes 
Can you find me beneath all the lies 
I wish I could write just like John Prine 
Wouldn't waste

Pull up like John Wick
Never miss a shot like John Wick
I will hunt you down like John Wick
Better watch your back I'm John Wick
I'm John Wick

Watch

myself
Boy I did it by myself
I don't, I don't need no help
Solo
See it comes natural to me (Aha)
On my lonely living comfortably (Yeah)
Don't need you if

Down There By The Train

Johnny Cash

Unearthed

2003

a prayer 
Never given of myself, never truly cared 
I've left the ones who loved me and I'm still raising Cain 
I've taken the low road and if you've done

Down There By The Train

Johnny Cash

American Recordings

1994

a prayer 
Never given of myself, never truly cared 
I've left the ones who loved me and I'm still raising Cain 
I've taken the low road and if you've done

John Henry

Porter Wagoner

Porter Wagoner in Person

1964

and a little piece of steel
This hammer'd be a death of me Lord Lord this hammer'd be a death of me
John Henry was a little bitty boy no bigger than a palm

How'd I ever find you
And why'd the hell'd you choose
To be my better half
Singing John Prine
In, in the kitchen with a box of wine
Fucking off all

gotta chase the bag and I ain't with the woadies
Get it by my lonely
Get it by my lonely
We out here chasing dollars get it by my lonely
Me Myself and I

Pokaždé když tě vidím, vím, že by to šlo
A když jsem přemejšlel, co cítím, tak mě napadlo
Jestli nechceš svýho osla vedle mýho osla hnát
Jestli

and John Prine
'Cuz I know a little something about walking the line
And I know they know, I know they know about the fear and the doubts
Be come 'a stepping

stereo
Who the hell doesn’t like John Prine?
Got your mama on the telephone
I can hear her crying
Baby come home, quit getting stoned
That boy’s gonna ruin

on buried yep kilt
Lead me by myself rise levels and fulfilled
Angels always near they told me have no fear even if
I ride by myself it's betta for my health

out of supplies
Who on the front lines risking their lives?
Masking my walkabout, with John Prine in my head
Singing, “we’re all a victim of the great

song 
I sit at the bar and try to sing along 
I’m sorry honey I wish you the best 
You stole my John Prine records the day you left 
And I ain’t saying

matters

Keeps me going, retains my sanity

The nights I spend alone when there's just

Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, David Blue and me'

Stevie died

on niggas
Broski told me trash them niggas
Niggas said they fuck wit' me
But I be lookin' past them niggas
L's

I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by

Damage

You Am I

Dress Me Slowly

2001

I woke up with a war in my head,
An old man's grumble,
And an extra space in the bed,
And if ol' John Prine can't sing the next line,

'Bout

John Henry

Woody Guthrie

The Original Folkways Recordings

1999

John Henry, when he was a baby
Settin' on his mammy's knee
Picked up an hammer in his little right hand
Said, "Hammer be the death of me, me, me