Aint Hurtin Nobody — текст песни (John Prine)

Im a walkin down the street like lucky larue

Got my hand in my pocket Im thinkin bout you

I aint hurtin nobody

I aint hurtin no one



Theres three hundred men in the state of tennessee

Theyre waiting to die, they wont never be free

I aint hurtin nobody

I aint hurtin no one



Six million seven hundred thousand and thirty-three lights on

You think someone could take the time to sit down

And listen to the words of my song



At the beach in indiana I was nine years old

Heard little richard singing "tutti frutti"

From the top of a telephone pole

I wasnt hurtin nobody

I wasnt hurtin no one



Theres roosters laying chickens and chickens layin eggs

Farm machinery eating peoples arms and legs

I wasnt hurtin nobody

I wasnt hurtin no one



Perfectly crafted popular hit songs never use the wrong rhyme

Youd think that waitress could get my order

Right the first time



Shes sitting on the back steps just shucking that corn

That gals been grinning since the day she was born

She aint hurtin nobody

She aint hurtin no one



I used to live in chicago where the cold wind blows

I delivered more junk mail than the junkyard would hold

I wasnt hurtin nobody

I wasnt hurtin no one



You can fool some of the people part of the time

In a rock and roll song

Fifty million elvis presley fans

Cant be all wrong