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FLASHBACK BLUES (John Prine) John Prine - 1971 While window shopping through the past, ran across a looking glass Reflecting moments remaining in a burned out life Tragic magic prayers of passion stay the same through changing fashion They freeze my mind like water on a winter's night Spent most of my youth out hobo cruisin' And all I got for proof is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes So goodbye nonbeliever, don't you know that I hate to leave here So long babe, I got the flashback blues Photographs show the laughs recorded in between the bad times Happy sailors dancin' on a sinkin' ship Cloudy skies and dead fruit flies, wavin' goodbye with tears in my eyes We sure made it ,but you know it was a hell of a trip Spent most of my youth out hobo cruisin' And all I got for proof is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes So ten times what it grieves ya, that's how much more I hate to leave ya Now so long babe I got the flashback blues Spent most of my youth out hobo cruisin' And all I got for proof is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes So goodbye nonbeliever, don't you know that I hate to leave here So long baby, I got the flashback blues (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - November 2012)

    


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