13.

Flashback Blues

John Prine

© Sour Grapes Music, ASCAP

While window shopping through the past I ran across a looking glass
Reflecting moments remaining in a burned out life
Tragic magic prayers of passion stay the same through changing fashion
They freeze my mind like water on a winter's night

Spent most of my youth out hobo cruising
And all I got for proof is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes
So goodbye nonbeliever don't you know that I hate to leave here
So long babe I got the flashback blues

Photographs show the laughs recorded in between the bad times
Happy sailors dancing on a sinking ship
Cloudy skies and dead fruit flies waving goodbye with tears in my eyes
Well sure I made it but you know it was a hell of a trip

Spent most of my youth out hobo cruising
And all I got for proof is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes
So ten times what it grieves ya that's how much more I hate to leave
And now so long babe I got the flashback blues

Spent most of my youth out hobo cruising...

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