Song | The Great Compromise |
Artist | John Prine |
Album | The Singing Mailman Delivers |
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Lyrics:John Prine Music:John Prine | |
I knew a girl who was almost a lady | |
She had a way with all the men in her life | |
Every inch of her blossomed in beauty | |
And she was born on the fourth of july | |
Well she lived in an aluminum house trailer | |
And she worked in a juke box saloon | |
And she spent all the money i give her | |
Just to see the old man in the moon | |
Chorus: | |
I used to sleep at the foot of old glory | |
And awake in the dawn's early light | |
But much to my surprise | |
When i opened my eyes | |
I was a victim of the great compromise | |
Well we'd go out on saturday evenings | |
To the drive-in on route 41 | |
And it was there that i first suspected | |
That she was doin' what she'd already done | |
She said "johnny won't you get me some popcorn" | |
And she knew i had to walk pretty far | |
And as soon as i passed through the moonlight | |
She hopped into a foreign sports car | |
(repeat chorus) | |
Well you know i could have beat up that fellow | |
But it was her that had hopped into his car | |
Many times i'd fought to protect her | |
But this time she was goin' too far | |
Now some folks they call me a coward | |
'cause i left her at the drive-in that night | |
But i'd druther have names thrown at me | |
Than to fight for a thing that ain't right | |
(repeat chorus) | |
Now she writes all the fellows love letters | |
Saying "greetings, come and see me real soon" | |
And they go and line up in the barroom | |
And spend the night in that sick woman's room | |
But sometimes i get awful lonesome | |
And i wish she was my girl instead | |
But she won't let me live with her | |
And she makes me live in my head | |
(repeat chorus) |
Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine | |
I knew a girl who was almost a lady | |
She had a way with all the men in her life | |
Every inch of her blossomed in beauty | |
And she was born on the fourth of july | |
Well she lived in an aluminum house trailer | |
And she worked in a juke box saloon | |
And she spent all the money i give her | |
Just to see the old man in the moon | |
Chorus: | |
I used to sleep at the foot of old glory | |
And awake in the dawn' s early light | |
But much to my surprise | |
When i opened my eyes | |
I was a victim of the great compromise | |
Well we' d go out on saturday evenings | |
To the drivein on route 41 | |
And it was there that i first suspected | |
That she was doin' what she' d already done | |
She said " johnny won' t you get me some popcorn" | |
And she knew i had to walk pretty far | |
And as soon as i passed through the moonlight | |
She hopped into a foreign sports car | |
repeat chorus | |
Well you know i could have beat up that fellow | |
But it was her that had hopped into his car | |
Many times i' d fought to protect her | |
But this time she was goin' too far | |
Now some folks they call me a coward | |
' cause i left her at the drivein that night | |
But i' d druther have names thrown at me | |
Than to fight for a thing that ain' t right | |
repeat chorus | |
Now she writes all the fellows love letters | |
Saying " greetings, come and see me real soon" | |
And they go and line up in the barroom | |
And spend the night in that sick woman' s room | |
But sometimes i get awful lonesome | |
And i wish she was my girl instead | |
But she won' t let me live with her | |
And she makes me live in my head | |
repeat chorus |
Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine | |
I knew a girl who was almost a lady | |
She had a way with all the men in her life | |
Every inch of her blossomed in beauty | |
And she was born on the fourth of july | |
Well she lived in an aluminum house trailer | |
And she worked in a juke box saloon | |
And she spent all the money i give her | |
Just to see the old man in the moon | |
Chorus: | |
I used to sleep at the foot of old glory | |
And awake in the dawn' s early light | |
But much to my surprise | |
When i opened my eyes | |
I was a victim of the great compromise | |
Well we' d go out on saturday evenings | |
To the drivein on route 41 | |
And it was there that i first suspected | |
That she was doin' what she' d already done | |
She said " johnny won' t you get me some popcorn" | |
And she knew i had to walk pretty far | |
And as soon as i passed through the moonlight | |
She hopped into a foreign sports car | |
repeat chorus | |
Well you know i could have beat up that fellow | |
But it was her that had hopped into his car | |
Many times i' d fought to protect her | |
But this time she was goin' too far | |
Now some folks they call me a coward | |
' cause i left her at the drivein that night | |
But i' d druther have names thrown at me | |
Than to fight for a thing that ain' t right | |
repeat chorus | |
Now she writes all the fellows love letters | |
Saying " greetings, come and see me real soon" | |
And they go and line up in the barroom | |
And spend the night in that sick woman' s room | |
But sometimes i get awful lonesome | |
And i wish she was my girl instead | |
But she won' t let me live with her | |
And she makes me live in my head | |
repeat chorus |