Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Far From Me, artist - John Prine. Album song Souvenirs, in the genre
Date of issue: 30.10.2000
Record label: Oh Boy
Song language: English
Far From Me |
As the cafe was closing on a warm summer night |
And Cathy was cleaning the spoons |
The radio played the «Hit Parade» |
And I hummed along with the tune |
She asked me to change the station |
Said the song just drove her insane |
But it weren’t just the music playing |
It was me she was trying to blame |
And the sky is black and still now |
On the hill where the angels sing |
Ain’t it funny how an old broken bottle |
Looks just like a diamond ring? |
But it’s far, far from me |
Well, I leaned on my left leg in the parking lot dirt |
And Cathy was closing the lights |
A junebug flew from the warmth he once knew |
And I wished for once I weren’t right |
Why, we used to laugh together |
And we’d dance to any old song |
Well, ya know, she still laughs with me |
But she waits just a second too long |
And the sky is black and still now |
On the hill where the angels sing |
Ain’t it funny how an old broken bottle |
Looks just like a diamond ring? |
But it’s far, far from me |
Well, I started the engine and I gave it some gas |
And Cathy was closing her purse |
Well, we hadn’t gone far in my beat-up old car |
And I was prepared for the worst |
«Will you still see me tomorrow?» |
«No, I got too much to do.» |
Well, a question ain’t really a question |
If you know the answer too |
And the sky is black and still now |
On the hill where the angels sing |
Ain’t it funny how an old broken bottle |
Looks just like a diamond ring? |
But it’s far, far from me |