Souvenirs

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John Prine

жанры: singer-songwriter, country
альбомы: Diamonds in the Rough

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All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colors
Are all that's left to linger onI hate graveyards and old pawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhood souvenirsMemories they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from meBroken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this mornin'
Always look the same to meI hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirsMemories they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from me

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Это интересно:Prine is the son of William Prine and Verna Hamm. Prine himself started playing guitar at age 14, taught by his brother, David. He was a postman for five years and served in the Army before beginning his musical career in Chicago.In the late 1960s, while Prine was still delivering mail in Maywood, Illinois, he began to sing at open-mic evenings at the Fifth Peg on Armitage Avenue. Prine was initially a spectator, reluctant to perform, but eventually did so in response to a "You think you can do better?" comment made to him by another performer. Chicago Sun-Times movie critic Roger Ebert heard him there and wrote the first review Prine ever received, calling him a great songwriter.... продолжение

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