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Donald And Lydia

John Prine


Strum: B   D   D U   w/swing feel

       1 + 2 + 3 +

 

Chord Guide

       32 1

C:    x32010

      134211

F:    133211

         213

D7:   xx0212

      3    1

G7:   3x0001

       3241

C7:   x32310

 

C (2)                               F            C (3)

Small town bright lights Saturday night,

                                     D7            G7 (2)

Pin balls and pool halls flashing their lights

              C (2)                                    F           C (3)

Making change behind a counter in a penny arcade, 

                                         G7               C (4)

Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray

 

(spoken) Lydia

 

  C (2)               F              C (3)                          

Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat,

                                          D7            G7 (2)

behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat

                  C (2)                       F           C (3)

She read a romance magazine up in her room 

                                             G7               C    G7

And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon

 

Chorus:

          F (2)                       C (2)               G7 (2)                     C      C7

But dreaming just comes natural like the first breath from a baby

        F (2)                   C (2)                  G7 (2)                              C (4)

Like sunshine feeding daisies, Like the love hidden deep in your heart

 

   C (2)                               F            C (3)

Bunk beds, shaved heads Saturday night

                                               D7            G7 (2)

A warehouse of strangers with sixty-watt lights

  C (2)                                        F            C (3)  

Staring though the ceiling just wanting to be,

                                     G7        C (4)

lay a one of too many a young PFC

 

 

(spoken) Donald

 

                     C (2)                                        F            C (3)

There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said

                                           D7            G7 (2)

Strangers had forced him to live in his head

           C (2)                           F           C (3)

He envisioned the details of romantic scenes after

                                               G7            C    G7

midnight in the stillness of the barrack's latrine

 

Chorus

 

C (2)                         F            C (3)

Hot love, cold love, no love at all,

                               D7             G7 (2)

a portrait of guilt is hung on the wall

  C (2)                      F           C (3)

Nothing is wrong, nothing is right,

                            G7                  C (4)

Donald and Lydia made love that night

 

(spoken) Love

 

                  C (2)                                             F                  C (3)

They made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams

                                                                D7                 G7 (2)

They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams

         C (2)                                               F             C (3)

But when they were finished, there was nothing to say

                                                       G7            C    G7

'Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away

 

Chorus (hold last C chord)


This file is the author's own work and represents his interpretation of this song. It's intended solely for private study, scholarship or research.