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FAR FROM ME (John Prine) John Prine - 1971 As the café was closing on a warm summer night Kathy was cleanin' the spoons The radio played the Hit Parade And I hummed along with the tune She asked me to change the station Said the song just drove her insane But it weren't just the music playin' It was me she was tryin' to blame And the sky is black and still now On the hill where the angels sing Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle Looks just like a diamond ring But it's far, far from me Well I leaned on my left leg in the parkin' lot dirt Kathy was closin' the lights A June bug flew from the warmth he once knew And I wished for once I weren't right Why, we used to laugh together And we'd dance to any old song Well, ya know she still laughs with me But she waits just a second too long And the sky is black and still now On the hill where the angels sing Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle Looks just like a diamond ring But it's far, far from me Well, I started the engine and I gave it some gas Kathy was closin' her purse Well, we hadn't gone far in my beat up old car And I was prepared for the worst "Will you still see me tomorrow" "No, I got too much to do" Well a question ain't really a question If you know the answer, too And the sky is black and still now On the hill where the angels sing Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle Looks just like a diamond ring But it's far, far from me (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - November 2012)

    


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