Pink Cadillac by John Prine Liner Notes: For maximum listening pleasure play it loud. This is a Non-Dolby Recording. John Prine Rhythm, Acoustic & Electric Guitars, Lead Vocals Tom Piekarski Bass Howard Levy Keyboards, Harmonica, Saxophone Angie Varias Drums. This album was recorded from January through May of 1979 in Memphis, Tennessee. Pink Cadillac — the sequel to John Prine 's finest record, last year's Bruised Orange — is the first major album that rock & roll's original master producer, Sam Phillips, has had a hand in since. John Prine went to Sam Phillips ' studio in Memphis to make his sixth album, Pink Cadillac, and got some of the Sun Records sound of 1950s rockabilly on a record produced by Phillips ' sons Knox and Jerry. (Sam produced two of the tracks himself.).
'PINK CADILLAC'
John Prine
1. CHINATOWN
2. AUTOMOBILE
3. KILLING THE BLUES
4. NO NAME GIRL
5. SAIGON
6. THIS COLD WAR WITH YOU
7. BABY LET'S PLAY HOUSE
8. DOWN BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
9. HOW LUCKY
10. UBANGI STOMP
Oh Boy Records, 1979
Chinatown
John Prine
Intro:
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
W[E]ell, the moon is yellow and the people are too
They r[A]oll eggs on a bar-b-que
I was fe[E]eling kinda cocky with a head full of sake
D[B7]own in Chinato[E]wn
Th[E]ere was dragons flyin' kites high above the stores
De[A]ad fish heads laying on the floor
I got a sid[E]eways hickey from a slant-eyed chickie
D[B7]own in Chinat[E]own
And it was su[A]ddenly, was suddenly whoa wh[E]oa
Yeah, su[A]ddenly Yeah, Suddenly whoa w[B7]hoa
T[E]hey smelled fish
We smelled like a meat
Su[A]cking on a soda pop oh so sweet
Got a su[E]gar rush that'd would make 'em blush
D[B7]own in Chi[E]natown
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
W[E]on ton two ton three ton four
Sm[A]oke a cigarette throw it on the floor
I killed the p[E]ie-faced mothey with a shoeshine clothy
D[B7]own in Chinat[E]own
It was sud[A]denly Was suddenly whoa wh[E]oa
Yeah, su[A]ddenly Yeah, Suddenly whoa w[B7]hoa
T[E]he moonie is yellowie and the people are too
They r[A]oll eggs on a bar-b-que
I was fe[E]eling kinda cocky with head full of saki
D[B7]own in Chinat[E]own
I got a sid[A]eways hickey from a slant-eyed chickie
D[B7]own in Chinat[E]own
Hey, d[B7]own in Chinat[E]own
Hey, d[B7]own in Chinat[E]own
Instrumental Ending:
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
[B7] [E]
[B7] [E]
Automobile
John Prine
Intro:
[E]
[E]February morning, my car won't start today
I turned the [tacet]key at 8:03 and the battery passed away
Inside a' my automo[E]bile
I want my automobile
I want my automobile
I want to drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld
[E]Bride's gettin' married in the Springtime
Widow's gettin married in the Fall
I[tacet] got married in high school
Or I wouldn't of got married at all I'd be drivin' my automob[E]ile
Be drivin' my automobile
Be drivin' my automobile
I wanna drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld
[E]Everybody said to the new groom
Groom, what ya gonna be
I s[tacet]aid I'm gonna be a symphony
Just as soon as I find a key
To my automo[E]bile
I want my automobile
I want my automobile
A[B7]ll around this wo[e]rld
Spoken: let's take a ride
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
[E]Columbus sailed the ocean
Moses parted the sea
D[tacet]olores left me yesterday
Well, I think she took the key
To my automob[E]ile
I want my automobile
I want my automobile
Wanta drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld
[E]Now I held a little bitty baby
I held a woman all night
W[tacet]henever I get the hiccups
I hold my breath til my head gets light
Then I drive my automob[E]ile
Yeah I drive my automobile
I drive my automobile
I'm want to drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
[E]February morning, my car won't start today
Yeah, I tu[tacet]rned the key at 8:03
And the battery passed away
Inside a' my automob[E]ile
I'm drivin' my automobile
Wanna my automobile
Wanna drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld Go on.
Spoken:
[E]It is a beautiful day for a ride
Hey, get your head down I can't see anything
Someone give me a cigarette I don't want to take my hands off the wheel
We ought to take the air filter off this sucker.
So we can see what it will really do.
Uh oh, it looks to me like a HOS-PITAL Zone
Everybody get quiet. Shhhhhhhh.
Don't wake the dead up.
We're almost out. Hang on. Uh Oh here we go.
Well, you can just hold it until we get to the next town.
Killing The Blues
Rolly Salley
Intro:
[A]
[A]Leaves were falling .Just like embers
In colors red and gold they set us on f[D]ire
Burning just like a m[A]oonbeam .in our eyes
Chorus:
So[E]mebody said they saw me
Sw[D]inging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a wh[A]ite cloud.
Ki[E]lling the Bl[A]ues
I [A]am guilty of something
I hope you never do because there is not[D]hing
Sadder than l[A]osing . yourself in love
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental:
[A] [D] [A]
Repeat Chorus:
N[A]ow, you ask me . Just to leave you
To go out on my own and get what I ne[D]ed to
You want me to f[A]ind .what I've already had
Repeat Chorus:
Repeat Chorus:
Repeat Chorus:
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental Ending:
[E] [D] [A] [E] [A]
No Name Girl
Billy Lee Riley/Jack Clement
[C]I got a girl that ain't got no home [F] [C]
She ain't very fat just skin and bones [F] [C]
She don't cast no shadow because she's so thin [F] [C]
Never knows where she going but she knows were she's been [F] [C]
She Never knows where she going but she knows were she's been [F] [C]
Instrumental:
[C] [F]
[C]The girl I love ain't got no name
But I love her just the same
She's a little peculiar but it ain't no sin
She never know where she going but know were she's been
She never knows where she going but she knows were she's been
Never know where she going but she knows were she's been
Instrumental:
[C] [F]
[C]She's six feet tall and got long black hair [F] [C]
Runs around in her sack dress but I don't care [F] [C]
She got great big feet with size number 10 [F] [C]
She never know where she going but know were she's been [F] [C]
She never know where she going but know were she's been [F] [C]
Instrumental:
[C] [F]
[C]The girl I love ain't got no name
But I love her just the same
She's a little peculiar but it ain't no sin
She never know where she going but know were she's been
She never knows where she going but she knows were she's been
She never know where she going but know were she's been
She never knows where she going but she knows were she's been
She never know where she going but know were she's been
She never knows where she going but she knows were she's been
She never know where she going
She never knows where she going
She never know where she going
She never knows where she going
She never know where she going now
But she know were she's been Ugh...
She never know where she going
Never know where she going
But I know were she's been
Instrumental and Fade:
[C] [F]
Saigon
John Prine/John Burns
[A]You got everything that a girl should grow
I'm so af[D]raid to kiss you I might lose control
[E]You can hold me tigher but turn loose of my gun
It's a s[A]entimental present all the way from Saigon
H[A]oney, Honey , Honey, please call me
You d[D]on't need no money we can do it for free
I got a fr[E]iend in Phoenix with a two-way radio
All the st[A]atic in my attic getting ready to blow
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
All the sta[A]tic in my attic getting ready to blow
Instrumental:
[A] [D] [E] [A]
M[A]y head is getting tight. Lord,I'm starting to squeak
I was ta[D]lking to the mailman late last week
He had a le[E]tter in his sweater from Struttering Don
He said th[A]ings are getting better in Sa, Sa, Sa, Sa, Sa
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Thi[E]ngs are getting better back in Saigon
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Thi[E]ngs are getting better back in Saigon
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Thi[E]ngs are getting better back in Saigon
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Th[E]ings are getting better back in Saigon
Instrumental Ending:
[E] [D] [A]
[A] [D] [A]
This Cold War With You
Floyd Tillman
CI:Intro:
[E]
T[E]he sun goes down and lea[A]ves me sad and b[E]lue
Even ano[B7]ther night of this cold war with y[E]ou [B7]
Though y[E]ou won't speak a[A]nd I won't speak it's tr[E]ue
Two stubborn pe[B7]ople with a cold war to go thr[E]ough
Oh, [B7]why oh why should love ever come
To a c[A]ouple like you and me
Wh[F#]o's cold cold wars are never done
And [B7]hearts can't be free
So,let's [E]do right or let[A]'s just say we're thr[E]ough
I just can't st[B7]and another cold cold war with y[E]ou
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
T[E]he sun goes down and lea[A]ves me sad and b[E]lue
Even anot[B7]her night of this cold war with y[E]ou [B7]
Though y[E]ou won't speak and [A]I won't speak it's t[E]rue
Two stubborn pe[B7]ople with a cold war to go thr[E]ough
Oh,[B7] why oh why should love ever come
To a co[A]uple like you and me
Wh[F#]o's cold cold wars are never done
And he[B7]arts can't be free
So,l[E]et's do right or let's [A]just say we're thr[E]ough
I just can't st[B7]and another cold cold war with y[E]ou
[B7] [E]
Baby, Let's Play House
Arthur Gunter
Intro:
[E]
Y[E]ou may go to college.
You may go to school
You [tacet]might drive a pink Cadallic
But don't you be nobody's fool
C[A]ome back, baby. Come back.
Come back, baby. Come back.
Come b[B7]ack, baby. I want to play house with y[E]ou
[E]Listen to me baby.
What I'm talking about Co[tacet]me on back me Little girl
So we can play some house.
C[A]ome back baby Come back
Come back baby gone.
C[B7]ome back baby I want to play house with y[E]ou
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
[E]Well, there's just one thing baby
That I want you to know
Co[tacet]me on back we can play a little house
And we act like we did before.
C[A]ome back, baby. Come back.
Come back, baby. Come back.
C[B7]ome back, baby. I want to play house with y[E]ou
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
[E]Listen to me baby.
Try to understand
I r[tacet]ather see you dead little girl
Than see you with another man
C[A]ome back, baby. Come back.
Come back, baby. Come back.
Co[B7]me back, baby. I want to play house with y[E]ou
Instrumental Ending - Repeat and Fade:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
Down By The Side of the Road
John Prine
Intro:
[G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G]
[G]Her Father was a failure
Her Mo[C]ther was a comfort
To a doctor and lawyer and Ind[G]ian Chief.
The shirt ran out of buttons
He l[C]ost all his marbles at a baseball game
And they w[G]ent on Relief.
The b[C]ank took away their dipl[G]omas
They lo[C]cked them up inside of the ch[G]est
And s[C]he moved away to Oklah[G]oma
And got a ta[A]too on the side of her br[D]east
'God-Damn, My so[G]cks are still hard'
From ly[C]ing on the sofa on the night she was over
In my b[G]ackyard
Yeah, We was sho[C]oting the breeze out amongst the trees
When a sh[G]ot rang low
And left her standing d[D]own by the side of the r[G]oad
D[D]own by the side of the ro[G]ad
F[G]ather have mercy, Wh[C]oo Whoo
Get her a nurse please
She's al[G]most alone
[C]I saw her hand reaching out f[G]or the telephone
[C]We rather see her locked up in[G]side a home
Than see her st[D]anding down by the side of the ro[G]ad
D[D]own by the side of the r[G]oad
He[C]adlights flashing on her sk[G]irt in the wind.
Yo[C]nder comes a truck it dr[G]ove by two men.
Sh[C]otgun man leaned out and said do you w[G]ant to t[D]ake a r[G]ide?
O[A]ut in the pale moonlight Li[D]ght. light Light Lie Lie Lie lie
Too[G] long in the hot sun
S[C]he could've be Miss Wisconsin a l[G]ong time ago
S[C]pent to much time inside o[G]f the early show
W[C]e'd bought her a ticket but she d[G]idn't want to go
She was sta[D]nding down by the side of the r[G]oad
D[D]own by the side of the r[G]oad
He[C]adlights flashing, caught a sk[G]irt in the wind.
Yo[C]nder comes a truck it dr[G]ove by two men.
Sh[C]otgun man leaned out and said do you w[G]ant to t[D]ake a r[G]ide?
Ou[A]t in through the pale mo[D]onlight
H[G]er Father was a failure
Her Mo[C]ther was a comfort
To a doctor and lawyer and In[G]dian Chief.
The shirt made out of buttons
He l[C]ost all his marbles at a baseball game
And they w[G]ent on Relief.
The b[C]ank took away their diplo[G]mas
They lo[C]cked them up inside of the ch[G]est
And s[C]he moved away to Ok[G]lahoma
And got a tatoo on the side of her br[D]east
God-Damn, M[G]y thoughts are still hard.
>From ly[C]ing on the sofa on the night she was over
In m[G]y backyard
Yeah, We was sho[C]oting the breeze out amongst the trees
When a s[G]hot rang low
And left her sta[D]nding down by the side of the ro[G]ad
Do[D]wn by the side of the r[G]oad
Do[D]wn by the side of the r[G]oad
Do[D]wn by the side of the r[G]oad
John Prine Pink Cadillac Rar
How Lucky
John Prine
Intro:
[E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
T[E]oday I walked down the street I use to wa[A]nder
Yeah, shook my he[E]ad and made myself a b[B7]et
There was all these th[E]ings that I don't think I rem[A]ember
Hey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man g[E]et.
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
[E]I bronzed my shoes and hung from a rearview mi[A]rror
Bronzed admira[E]tion in the blind spot of re[B7]gret
There was all these th[E]ings that I don't think I reme[A]mber
Hey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man g[E]et.
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
[E]Today I walked down the street I use to wa[A]nder
Yeah, scratched my he[E]ad and lit my cigar[B7]ette
Well, There was all these th[E]ings that I don't think I rem[A]ember
Hey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man g[E]et.
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
To[E]day I walked down the street I use to wa[A]nder
Yeah, shook my h[E]ead and made myself a b[B7]et
There was all these th[E]ings that I don't think I reme[A]mber
Hey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man g[E]et.
H[A]ey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man get.
H[A]ey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne .man. g[E]et.
John Prine Pink Cadillac Lyrics
Ubangi Stomp
Charles Underwood
Intro:
[E]
W[E]ell, I rocked over Italy
And I rocked over Spain
I Rocked in Memphis it was all the same
Till I Ro[A]cked to Africa and rolled off ship.
And s[E]een them natives doing a odd looking skip
I pa[B7]rted the weeds and looked over the swamp
I se[E]en them cats doing the Ubangi Stomp
Ub[A]angi stomp with rock and roll
Be[E]ats anything that's ever been told
Ub[B7]angi Stomp Ubangi Style
When the b[E]eat just drives a cool cat wild
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
We[E]ll, I looked up the chief and he invited me in
Said a heap big jam session 'bout to begin
He ha[A]nded me a tom-tom I picked up the beat
That cr[E]azy thing sent shivers to my feet
Ro[B7]cked and rolled and I skipped with a smile
Ub[E]angi Stomp Ubangi Style
Uba[A]ngi stomp with rock and roll
Be[E]ats anything that's ever been told
Ub[B7]angi Stomp Ubangi Style
When the b[E]eat just drives a cool cat wild
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
W[E]ell, we rocked all night and part of the day
Had a good rocking time with the chief's daughter Mae
I was ma[A]king time and gettin' in the know
The c[E]aptain said son we gotta go.
I said t[B7]hat's alright. You go on ahead
I'm gonna Ub[E]angi Stomp until I roll over dead
Ub[A]angi stomp with rock and roll
B[E]eats anything that you ever told
Ub[B7]angi Stomp Ubangi Style
W[E]hen the beat just drives a cool cat wild
When the beat just drives a cool cat wild
When the beat just drives a cool cat wild
When the beat just drives a cool cat wild
Instrumental Ending:
[E]
Crooked Piece of Time: The Atlantic & Asylum Albums (1971-1980) (Rhino)
John Prine Pink Cadillac Review
By Kevin Curtin, Fri., Dec. 4, 2020
John Prine's songs could unite America.
People living in his lyrics aren't as easily divisible as Democrats or Republicans. They're everyfolk, who work day shifts, eat meatloaf, fish, love, dream, and die – himself included. Take the characters on the ex-Army mechanic's eponymous 1971 debut.
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Meet Donald and Lydia, socially rejected kids who, from a distance, possess a great romance. Meanwhile, Loretta and her husband became that silent, isolated, elderly couple yearning for someone to say, 'Hello, in there.' And tragically, war hero Sam Stone fades into heroin addiction.
Prine's lyrical portraiture arrived rich with understanding. Even Diamonds in the Rough, the Chicagoan's straight-faced sophomore record, glints generous compassion in 'Billy the Bum,' which counterbalances the American disillusionment of 'Take the Star Out of Your Window' and 'The Great Compromise.' Understanding, compassion, compromise: We could use a lot more of that in this country.
The 73-year-old Nashville dweller died in April on a ventilator after contracting COVID-19. Before they scattered his ashes along Kentucky's Green River, one posthumous song appeared: 'I Remember Everything.' In it, Prine claims he remembers 'Every song I ever sang/ On a guitar out of tune.' Crooked Piece of Time remasters the folk singer's early Atlantic and Asylum Records output, seven albums on 7 CDs spanning 1971-1980. Prine ultimately released 18 studio LPs, and this set contains four of his five finest: (in order of greatness) John Prine, Sweet Revenge, Bruised Orange, and Storm Windows.
Even the worst John Prine song is still good. Rockabilly indulgence Pink Cadillac (1979) ranks substandard largely because half the songs are covers. He'd soon release a stronger rock record in 1980's Storm Windows, full of quirky observations ('Living in the Future') and heartening love songs ('I Had a Dream'). Bruised Orange, following a musically moving but hit-lacking Common Sense, reinforces friend/collaborator Steve Goodman, here the producer, as Prine's best muse. The country Zen of 'Fish and Whistle' and the wondrously shrugging 'That's the Way the World Goes 'Round' boost the singer's most underrated album.
Automobile
John Prine
Intro:
[E]
[E]February morning, my car won't start today
I turned the [tacet]key at 8:03 and the battery passed away
Inside a' my automo[E]bile
I want my automobile
I want my automobile
I want to drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld
[E]Bride's gettin' married in the Springtime
Widow's gettin married in the Fall
I[tacet] got married in high school
Or I wouldn't of got married at all I'd be drivin' my automob[E]ile
Be drivin' my automobile
Be drivin' my automobile
I wanna drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld
[E]Everybody said to the new groom
Groom, what ya gonna be
I s[tacet]aid I'm gonna be a symphony
Just as soon as I find a key
To my automo[E]bile
I want my automobile
I want my automobile
A[B7]ll around this wo[e]rld
Spoken: let's take a ride
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
[E]Columbus sailed the ocean
Moses parted the sea
D[tacet]olores left me yesterday
Well, I think she took the key
To my automob[E]ile
I want my automobile
I want my automobile
Wanta drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld
[E]Now I held a little bitty baby
I held a woman all night
W[tacet]henever I get the hiccups
I hold my breath til my head gets light
Then I drive my automob[E]ile
Yeah I drive my automobile
I drive my automobile
I'm want to drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
[E]February morning, my car won't start today
Yeah, I tu[tacet]rned the key at 8:03
And the battery passed away
Inside a' my automob[E]ile
I'm drivin' my automobile
Wanna my automobile
Wanna drive it a[B7]ll around this wo[E]rld Go on.
Spoken:
[E]It is a beautiful day for a ride
Hey, get your head down I can't see anything
Someone give me a cigarette I don't want to take my hands off the wheel
We ought to take the air filter off this sucker.
So we can see what it will really do.
Uh oh, it looks to me like a HOS-PITAL Zone
Everybody get quiet. Shhhhhhhh.
Don't wake the dead up.
We're almost out. Hang on. Uh Oh here we go.
Well, you can just hold it until we get to the next town.
Killing The Blues
Rolly Salley
Intro:
[A]
[A]Leaves were falling .Just like embers
In colors red and gold they set us on f[D]ire
Burning just like a m[A]oonbeam .in our eyes
Chorus:
So[E]mebody said they saw me
Sw[D]inging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a wh[A]ite cloud.
Ki[E]lling the Bl[A]ues
I [A]am guilty of something
I hope you never do because there is not[D]hing
Sadder than l[A]osing . yourself in love
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental:
[A] [D] [A]
Repeat Chorus:
N[A]ow, you ask me . Just to leave you
To go out on my own and get what I ne[D]ed to
You want me to f[A]ind .what I've already had
Repeat Chorus:
Repeat Chorus:
Repeat Chorus:
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental Ending:
[E] [D] [A] [E] [A]
No Name Girl
Billy Lee Riley/Jack Clement
[C]I got a girl that ain't got no home [F] [C]
She ain't very fat just skin and bones [F] [C]
She don't cast no shadow because she's so thin [F] [C]
Never knows where she going but she knows were she's been [F] [C]
She Never knows where she going but she knows were she's been [F] [C]
Instrumental:
[C] [F]
[C]The girl I love ain't got no name
But I love her just the same
She's a little peculiar but it ain't no sin
She never know where she going but know were she's been
She never knows where she going but she knows were she's been
Never know where she going but she knows were she's been
Instrumental:
[C] [F]
[C]She's six feet tall and got long black hair [F] [C]
Runs around in her sack dress but I don't care [F] [C]
She got great big feet with size number 10 [F] [C]
She never know where she going but know were she's been [F] [C]
She never know where she going but know were she's been [F] [C]
Instrumental:
[C] [F]
[C]The girl I love ain't got no name
But I love her just the same
She's a little peculiar but it ain't no sin
She never know where she going but know were she's been
She never knows where she going but she knows were she's been
She never know where she going but know were she's been
She never knows where she going but she knows were she's been
She never know where she going but know were she's been
She never knows where she going but she knows were she's been
She never know where she going
She never knows where she going
She never know where she going
She never knows where she going
She never know where she going now
But she know were she's been Ugh...
She never know where she going
Never know where she going
But I know were she's been
Instrumental and Fade:
[C] [F]
Saigon
John Prine/John Burns
[A]You got everything that a girl should grow
I'm so af[D]raid to kiss you I might lose control
[E]You can hold me tigher but turn loose of my gun
It's a s[A]entimental present all the way from Saigon
H[A]oney, Honey , Honey, please call me
You d[D]on't need no money we can do it for free
I got a fr[E]iend in Phoenix with a two-way radio
All the st[A]atic in my attic getting ready to blow
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
All the sta[A]tic in my attic getting ready to blow
Instrumental:
[A] [D] [E] [A]
M[A]y head is getting tight. Lord,I'm starting to squeak
I was ta[D]lking to the mailman late last week
He had a le[E]tter in his sweater from Struttering Don
He said th[A]ings are getting better in Sa, Sa, Sa, Sa, Sa
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Thi[E]ngs are getting better back in Saigon
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Thi[E]ngs are getting better back in Saigon
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Thi[E]ngs are getting better back in Saigon
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[A]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saig[D]on, Honey, Honey, Honey
Th[E]ings are getting better back in Saigon
Instrumental Ending:
[E] [D] [A]
[A] [D] [A]
This Cold War With You
Floyd Tillman
CI:Intro:
[E]
T[E]he sun goes down and lea[A]ves me sad and b[E]lue
Even ano[B7]ther night of this cold war with y[E]ou [B7]
Though y[E]ou won't speak a[A]nd I won't speak it's tr[E]ue
Two stubborn pe[B7]ople with a cold war to go thr[E]ough
Oh, [B7]why oh why should love ever come
To a c[A]ouple like you and me
Wh[F#]o's cold cold wars are never done
And [B7]hearts can't be free
So,let's [E]do right or let[A]'s just say we're thr[E]ough
I just can't st[B7]and another cold cold war with y[E]ou
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
T[E]he sun goes down and lea[A]ves me sad and b[E]lue
Even anot[B7]her night of this cold war with y[E]ou [B7]
Though y[E]ou won't speak and [A]I won't speak it's t[E]rue
Two stubborn pe[B7]ople with a cold war to go thr[E]ough
Oh,[B7] why oh why should love ever come
To a co[A]uple like you and me
Wh[F#]o's cold cold wars are never done
And he[B7]arts can't be free
So,l[E]et's do right or let's [A]just say we're thr[E]ough
I just can't st[B7]and another cold cold war with y[E]ou
[B7] [E]
Baby, Let's Play House
Arthur Gunter
Intro:
[E]
Y[E]ou may go to college.
You may go to school
You [tacet]might drive a pink Cadallic
But don't you be nobody's fool
C[A]ome back, baby. Come back.
Come back, baby. Come back.
Come b[B7]ack, baby. I want to play house with y[E]ou
[E]Listen to me baby.
What I'm talking about Co[tacet]me on back me Little girl
So we can play some house.
C[A]ome back baby Come back
Come back baby gone.
C[B7]ome back baby I want to play house with y[E]ou
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
[E]Well, there's just one thing baby
That I want you to know
Co[tacet]me on back we can play a little house
And we act like we did before.
C[A]ome back, baby. Come back.
Come back, baby. Come back.
C[B7]ome back, baby. I want to play house with y[E]ou
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
[E]Listen to me baby.
Try to understand
I r[tacet]ather see you dead little girl
Than see you with another man
C[A]ome back, baby. Come back.
Come back, baby. Come back.
Co[B7]me back, baby. I want to play house with y[E]ou
Instrumental Ending - Repeat and Fade:
[E] [A] [B7] [E]
Down By The Side of the Road
John Prine
Intro:
[G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G]
[G]Her Father was a failure
Her Mo[C]ther was a comfort
To a doctor and lawyer and Ind[G]ian Chief.
The shirt ran out of buttons
He l[C]ost all his marbles at a baseball game
And they w[G]ent on Relief.
The b[C]ank took away their dipl[G]omas
They lo[C]cked them up inside of the ch[G]est
And s[C]he moved away to Oklah[G]oma
And got a ta[A]too on the side of her br[D]east
'God-Damn, My so[G]cks are still hard'
From ly[C]ing on the sofa on the night she was over
In my b[G]ackyard
Yeah, We was sho[C]oting the breeze out amongst the trees
When a sh[G]ot rang low
And left her standing d[D]own by the side of the r[G]oad
D[D]own by the side of the ro[G]ad
F[G]ather have mercy, Wh[C]oo Whoo
Get her a nurse please
She's al[G]most alone
[C]I saw her hand reaching out f[G]or the telephone
[C]We rather see her locked up in[G]side a home
Than see her st[D]anding down by the side of the ro[G]ad
D[D]own by the side of the r[G]oad
He[C]adlights flashing on her sk[G]irt in the wind.
Yo[C]nder comes a truck it dr[G]ove by two men.
Sh[C]otgun man leaned out and said do you w[G]ant to t[D]ake a r[G]ide?
O[A]ut in the pale moonlight Li[D]ght. light Light Lie Lie Lie lie
Too[G] long in the hot sun
S[C]he could've be Miss Wisconsin a l[G]ong time ago
S[C]pent to much time inside o[G]f the early show
W[C]e'd bought her a ticket but she d[G]idn't want to go
She was sta[D]nding down by the side of the r[G]oad
D[D]own by the side of the r[G]oad
He[C]adlights flashing, caught a sk[G]irt in the wind.
Yo[C]nder comes a truck it dr[G]ove by two men.
Sh[C]otgun man leaned out and said do you w[G]ant to t[D]ake a r[G]ide?
Ou[A]t in through the pale mo[D]onlight
H[G]er Father was a failure
Her Mo[C]ther was a comfort
To a doctor and lawyer and In[G]dian Chief.
The shirt made out of buttons
He l[C]ost all his marbles at a baseball game
And they w[G]ent on Relief.
The b[C]ank took away their diplo[G]mas
They lo[C]cked them up inside of the ch[G]est
And s[C]he moved away to Ok[G]lahoma
And got a tatoo on the side of her br[D]east
God-Damn, M[G]y thoughts are still hard.
>From ly[C]ing on the sofa on the night she was over
In m[G]y backyard
Yeah, We was sho[C]oting the breeze out amongst the trees
When a s[G]hot rang low
And left her sta[D]nding down by the side of the ro[G]ad
Do[D]wn by the side of the r[G]oad
Do[D]wn by the side of the r[G]oad
Do[D]wn by the side of the r[G]oad
John Prine Pink Cadillac Rar
How Lucky
John Prine
Intro:
[E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
T[E]oday I walked down the street I use to wa[A]nder
Yeah, shook my he[E]ad and made myself a b[B7]et
There was all these th[E]ings that I don't think I rem[A]ember
Hey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man g[E]et.
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
[E]I bronzed my shoes and hung from a rearview mi[A]rror
Bronzed admira[E]tion in the blind spot of re[B7]gret
There was all these th[E]ings that I don't think I reme[A]mber
Hey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man g[E]et.
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
[E]Today I walked down the street I use to wa[A]nder
Yeah, scratched my he[E]ad and lit my cigar[B7]ette
Well, There was all these th[E]ings that I don't think I rem[A]ember
Hey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man g[E]et.
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7]
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
To[E]day I walked down the street I use to wa[A]nder
Yeah, shook my h[E]ead and made myself a b[B7]et
There was all these th[E]ings that I don't think I reme[A]mber
Hey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man g[E]et.
H[A]ey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne man get.
H[A]ey, How lu[E]cky can o[B7]ne .man. g[E]et.
John Prine Pink Cadillac Lyrics
Ubangi Stomp
Charles Underwood
Intro:
[E]
W[E]ell, I rocked over Italy
And I rocked over Spain
I Rocked in Memphis it was all the same
Till I Ro[A]cked to Africa and rolled off ship.
And s[E]een them natives doing a odd looking skip
I pa[B7]rted the weeds and looked over the swamp
I se[E]en them cats doing the Ubangi Stomp
Ub[A]angi stomp with rock and roll
Be[E]ats anything that's ever been told
Ub[B7]angi Stomp Ubangi Style
When the b[E]eat just drives a cool cat wild
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
We[E]ll, I looked up the chief and he invited me in
Said a heap big jam session 'bout to begin
He ha[A]nded me a tom-tom I picked up the beat
That cr[E]azy thing sent shivers to my feet
Ro[B7]cked and rolled and I skipped with a smile
Ub[E]angi Stomp Ubangi Style
Uba[A]ngi stomp with rock and roll
Be[E]ats anything that's ever been told
Ub[B7]angi Stomp Ubangi Style
When the b[E]eat just drives a cool cat wild
Instrumental:
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [E]
W[E]ell, we rocked all night and part of the day
Had a good rocking time with the chief's daughter Mae
I was ma[A]king time and gettin' in the know
The c[E]aptain said son we gotta go.
I said t[B7]hat's alright. You go on ahead
I'm gonna Ub[E]angi Stomp until I roll over dead
Ub[A]angi stomp with rock and roll
B[E]eats anything that you ever told
Ub[B7]angi Stomp Ubangi Style
W[E]hen the beat just drives a cool cat wild
When the beat just drives a cool cat wild
When the beat just drives a cool cat wild
When the beat just drives a cool cat wild
Instrumental Ending:
[E]
Crooked Piece of Time: The Atlantic & Asylum Albums (1971-1980) (Rhino)
John Prine Pink Cadillac Review
By Kevin Curtin, Fri., Dec. 4, 2020
John Prine's songs could unite America.
People living in his lyrics aren't as easily divisible as Democrats or Republicans. They're everyfolk, who work day shifts, eat meatloaf, fish, love, dream, and die – himself included. Take the characters on the ex-Army mechanic's eponymous 1971 debut.
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Meet Donald and Lydia, socially rejected kids who, from a distance, possess a great romance. Meanwhile, Loretta and her husband became that silent, isolated, elderly couple yearning for someone to say, 'Hello, in there.' And tragically, war hero Sam Stone fades into heroin addiction.
Prine's lyrical portraiture arrived rich with understanding. Even Diamonds in the Rough, the Chicagoan's straight-faced sophomore record, glints generous compassion in 'Billy the Bum,' which counterbalances the American disillusionment of 'Take the Star Out of Your Window' and 'The Great Compromise.' Understanding, compassion, compromise: We could use a lot more of that in this country.
The 73-year-old Nashville dweller died in April on a ventilator after contracting COVID-19. Before they scattered his ashes along Kentucky's Green River, one posthumous song appeared: 'I Remember Everything.' In it, Prine claims he remembers 'Every song I ever sang/ On a guitar out of tune.' Crooked Piece of Time remasters the folk singer's early Atlantic and Asylum Records output, seven albums on 7 CDs spanning 1971-1980. Prine ultimately released 18 studio LPs, and this set contains four of his five finest: (in order of greatness) John Prine, Sweet Revenge, Bruised Orange, and Storm Windows.
Even the worst John Prine song is still good. Rockabilly indulgence Pink Cadillac (1979) ranks substandard largely because half the songs are covers. He'd soon release a stronger rock record in 1980's Storm Windows, full of quirky observations ('Living in the Future') and heartening love songs ('I Had a Dream'). Bruised Orange, following a musically moving but hit-lacking Common Sense, reinforces friend/collaborator Steve Goodman, here the producer, as Prine's best muse. The country Zen of 'Fish and Whistle' and the wondrously shrugging 'That's the Way the World Goes 'Round' boost the singer's most underrated album.
That stacks well with triumphant third disc Sweet Revenge, where the writing exerts a wide range: values ('Grandpa Was a Carpenter'), victimization ('Christmas in Prison'), and especially humor ('Please Don't Bury Me,' 'Dear Abby'). Prine understood life's a lot scarier if you can't grin at it.
In an age where artist catalogs stream at our fingertips, box sets remain a dare to listen long, deep, and chronologically. This 79-song playlist will do your soul good.
