He Forgot That It Was Sunday — текст песни (John Prine)

The motel lights were blinkin

On my chartreuse four door lincoln

On the dock the fish were stinkin

I simply didnt 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 theyll all meet up one day



On a dusty pew in a vestibule

Sits the devil playing pocket pool

Hes 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 parkers teddy bear



Yeah, me and bird wed 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

Hes 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 devils chin

Charlie I couldve 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 theyll all meet up one day



On a dusty pew in a vestibule

Sits the devil playing pocket pool

Hes waiting for the next poor fool

Who forgot that it was sunday

Who forgot that it was sunday.