He Forgot That It Was Sunday Lyrics by John Prine

He Forgot That It Was Sunday Lyrics

    The motel lights were blinkin'
    On my chartreuse four door lincoln
    On the dock the fish were stinkin'
    I simply didn't 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 they'll all meet up one day

    On a dusty pew in a vestibule
    Sits the devil playing pocket pool
    He's 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 parker's teddy bear

    Yeah, me and bird we'd 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
    He's 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 devil's chin
    Charlie i could've 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 they'll all meet up one day

    On a dusty pew in a vestibule
    Sits the devil playing pocket pool
    He's waiting for the next poor fool
    Who forgot that it was sunday
    Who forgot that it was sunday.

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