{t:CHRISTMAS IN PRISON}
{st:John Prine}
{c:Intro:}
| [G] [C] [G] [D7] [G]
It was [G]Christmas in prison and the [C]food was real good
We had [G]turkey and pistols carved out of [D7]wood
And I [G]dream of her always even [C]when I don't dream
Her [G]name's on my tongue and her [D]blood's in my [G]stream
{c: Chorus:}
{soc}
[D]Wait awhile e-[C]terni-[G]ty
[C]Old Mother Nature's got [G]nothing on [D]me
[G]Come to me, run to me, [C]come to me now
We're [G]rolling my sweetheart, we're [D]flowing by [G]God
{eoc}
{c: Instrumental:}
| [G] [C] [G] [D7]
| [G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
She re-[G]minds me of a chess game with [C]someone I admire
Or a [G]picnic in the rain after a prairie [D7]fire
Her [G]heart is a big as this [C]whole damn jail
And she's [G]sweeter than saccharine at a [D]drug store [G]sale
{c: Chorus:}
{soc}
[D]Wait awhile e-[C]terni-[G]ty
[C]Old Mother Nature's got [G]nothing on [D]me
[G]Come to me, run to me, [C]come to me now
We're [G]rolling my sweetheart, we're [D]flowing by [G]God
{eoc}
{c: Instrumental:}
| [G] [C] [G] [D7]
| [G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
The [G]search light in the big yard swings [C]'round with the gun
And [G]spotlights the snowflakes like the dust in the [D7]sun
It's [G]Christmas in prison, there'll be [C]music tonight
I'll [G]probably get homesick I [D]love you, good [G]night
{c: Chorus:}
{soc}
[D]Wait awhile e-[C]terni-[G]ty
[C]Old Mother Nature's got [G]nothing on [D]me
[G]Come to me, run to me, [C]come to me now
We're [G]rolling my sweetheart, we're [D]flowing by [G]God
{eoc}
{t:CHRISTMAS IN PRISON}
