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Sweet Revenge John Prine CHORUS: Take it back take it back oh no, you can't say that all of my friends are not dead or in jail through rock and through stone the black wind still moans sweet revenge sweet revenge without fail. John Prine Low Sam Stone John Prine Little pitchers have big ears, Don't stop to count the years, Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Sam Stone's welcome home Didn't last too long. If She Were You John Prine She wants to take your place and be my lover And I could make her mine if she were you I never knew how much I cared about you Till your memory made me a lovesick fool When she speaks to me I hear you sweet Let's Talk Dirty In Hawaiian John Prine [Chorus] Well, I boughta lota junka with my moolah And sent it to the folks back home I never had the chance to dance the hula Well, I guess I should have known When you start talking to the sweet wahini Revenge John Parr the victim now you've gone Revenge I need revenge Did you see the way she looked the way she smiled I've seen it all before I could write a book I'd like to kiss and tell or shout it I was walking Donald And Lydia John Prine Dear Abby John Prine Take The Star Out Of The Window John Prine The Late John Garfield Blues John Prine weight Wind blown scarves in top down cars All share one western trait Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks From winos to dime-store Jews Probably don't know they give me These late John The Frying Pan John Prine Rocky Mountain Time John Prine Everybody John Prine The Torch Singer John Prine Sour Grapes John Prine Billy The Bum John Prine Yes I Guess They Oughta Name A Drink After You John Prine Clocks And Spoons John Prine Diamonds In The Rough John Prine Middle Man John Prine Wedding Day In Funeralville John Prine Way Down John Prine My Own Best Friend John Prine Forbidden Jimmy John Prine That Close To You John Prine He Was In Heaven Before He Died John Prine Souvenirs John Prine The Great Compromise John Prine Please Don't Bury Me John Prine When my soul Went thru the ceiling And on up into heaven I did ride When I got there they did say John, it happened this way You slipped upon the floor And hit your head And all the angels say Just before Christmas In Prison John Prine