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• Artiste: John Prine
• Titre: He Forgot That It Was Sunday
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The motel lights were blinkin' On my chartreuse four door Lincoln On the dock the fish were stinkin' I simply didn't have a care And the old men sit 'round the cracker barrels The children hum their Christmas carols The train tracks all run parallel But they'll all meet up one day On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was Sunday We used to tell each other lies With our orange plastic button eyes In a former life on a motel chair I was Charlie Parker's teddy bear Yeah, me and Bird we'd stay up late I used to watch him contemplate While his horn would sit by the window and Wait till it was time for him to blow it On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was Sunday The only song I ever knew Was "Moonlight Bay on the Avenue" These are the tales from the Devil's chin Charlie I could've been a contender And the old men sit round the cracker barrels The children hum their Christmas carols The train tracks all run parallel But they'll all meet up one day On a dusty pew in a vestibule Sits the Devil playing pocket pool He's waiting for the next poor fool Who forgot that it was Sunday Who forgot that it was Sunday.