Christmas In Prison

G C G D G C It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good G D We had turkey and pistols carved out of wood G C And I dream of her always, even when I don't dream G D G Her name's on my tongue and her blood's in my stream D C G Wait awhile eternity C G D Old Mother Nature's got nothing on me G Run to me, come to me C Run to me now G We're rolling my sweetheart D G We're flowing by god C She reminds me of a chess game with someone I admire G D Or a picnic in the rain after a prairie fire G C And her heart is as big as this whole goddamn jail G D G And she's sweeter than saccharin at a drug store sale D C G Wait awhile eternity C G D Old Mother Nature's got nothing on me G Run to me, come to me C Run to me now G We're rolling my sweetheart D G We're flowing by god G C G D G C G D G G C Well, the searchlight in the big yard rolls round with the gun G D And the spotlights in the snowflakes, like dust in the sun G C Well, it's Christmas in prison, there'll be music tonight G D G And I'll probably get homesick, I love you, goodnight D C G Wait awhile eternity C G D Old Mother Nature's got nothing on me G Run to me, come to me C Run to me now G We're rolling my sweetheart D G We're flowing by god G Run to me, come to me C Run to me now G We're rolling my sweetheart D G We're flowing by god