WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | John Prine - Christmas In Prison Chords | Ver. 2
Intro G C D E A
G C D A G C G
Verse 1
G C
It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good
G D
We had turkey and pistols carved out of wood
G C
And I dream of her always ,even when I don't dream
G D G
Her names on my tongue and her bloods in my stream
Chorus
D C G
Wait awhile eternity
C G D
old Mother Nature's got nothing on me
G
Come to me ,run to me
C
Come to me now
G
We're rolling my sweetheart
D G
We're flowing by god
(Repeat intro) G C D E A
G C D A G C G
Verse 2
G C
She reminds me of a chess game with someone I admire
G D
Or a picnic in the rain after a prairie fire
G C
Her heart is as big as this whole goddamn jail
G D G
And she sweeter than saccharin at a drug store sale
Chorus
D C G
Wait awhile eternity
C G D
Old Mother Nature's got nothing on me
G
Come to me , run to me
C
Come to me now
G
We're rolling my sweetheart
D G
We're flowing by god
(repeat intro) G C D E A
G C D A G C G
Verse 3
G C
The search light in the big yard swings round with the gun
G D
And the spotlights in the snowflakes,like the dust in the sun
G C
It's Christmas in prison, there'll be music tonight
G D G
I'll probably get homesick , I love you goodnight
Chorus
D C G
Wait awhile eternity
C G D
Old Mother Nature's got nothing on me
G
Come to me,run to me
C
Come to me now
G
We're rolling my sweetheart
D G
We're flowing by god
