Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spanish Pipedream , by - John Prine. Song from the album John Prine, in the genre Release date: 26.12.1977
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Spanish Pipedream |
| She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol |
| I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal |
| Well, she pressed her chest against me about the time the jukebox broke |
| She give me a peck on the back of the neck and these are the words she spoke |
| Blow up your TV, throw away your paper |
| Go to the country, build you a home |
| Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches |
| Try and find Jesus on your own |
| I sat there at the table and I acted real naive |
| Cause I knew that topless lady, she had something up her sleeve |
| She danced around the room awhile and she did the hoochy cooch |
| Blow up your TV, throw away your paper |
| Go to the country, build you a home |
| Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches |
| Try and find Jesus on your own |
| But I was young and hungry and about to leave that place |
| Just as I was going she looked me in the face |
| I said «You must know the answer», she said «No, but I’ll give it a try» |
| And to this day we’ve been livin' our way, here is the reason why |
| We blew up the TV, threw away the paper |
| Went to the country, built us a home |
| Had a lotta children, fed 'em on peaches |
| They all found Jesus on their own |