John Prine – Saddle In The Rain (Guitar)

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I wish, I hope, I wonder

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Where you're at so metimes

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Is y our back against the wall?

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Or just ac ross the line

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Have you been sta nding in the rain

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Reciting nursery rh ymes

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Trying to re call some long lost kind of pe ace of mind

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Peace of m ind

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Try spending the n ight sometime

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All alone in a fr ozen room

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Afterneath you've l ain

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Your saddle in the r ain

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I dreamed they locked God up

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Down in my bas ement

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And he wai ted there for me

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To have this acci dent

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So he could dr ink my wine

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And eat me like a sacra ment

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And I just st ood there like I do

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Then I came and w ent

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I came and w ent

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Like a bird in a for eign sky

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Couldn't even s ay goodbye

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Or come and share the p ain

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My Saddle's in the r ain.

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La la la la la la la la la

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La la la la la la la la la

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La la la la la la la la la

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La la la la la la la la la

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I saw a friend who doesn't know

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If I'm his fri end just yet

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His eyes and m outh were widely open

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And his j aw was set

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Like he'd f ell off a cliff

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And hadn't hit the bo ttom yet

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I wish he wo uldn't pull those things on me

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Without a n et

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Without a n et

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I had him up to the ho use one time

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And we was having a re al good time

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Then he went and la in

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His saddle in the r ain

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La la la la la la la la la

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La la la la la la la la la

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La la la la la la la la la

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La la la la la la la la la

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In a lau ndromat not too far from the Al amo

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Sits a g irl who stole my records very lo ng ago

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And she w ishes, wants and washes out those di rty clothers

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As she sh uts her eyes and dreams about her O ne-Eyed Joe

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One-Eyed J oe

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Car parked on a di rty road

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Heaven knows the lo ad she pulled

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Couldn't take the st rain

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A saddle in the r ain