Far from Me (LP版)

Far from Me (LP版) - John Prine

As the cafe was closing

On a warm summer night

Cathy was cleaning the spoons

Radio played

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 playing

It was me she was trying to blame

And the sky is black and still now

Up 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 parking lot dirt

Cathy was closing the lights

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 you know

She still laughs with me

But she waits

Just a second to long

And the sky is black and still now

Up 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

Cathy was closing her purse

Oh

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

Up 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