[00:00.00]Lyrics：John Prine Music：John Prine
[00:00.27]Black faces pressed against the glass
[00:06.12]Where rain has pressed it's weight
[00:12.24]Wind blown scarves in top down cars
[00:18.99]All share one western trait
[00:23.43]Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks
[00:28.65]From winos to dime-store jews
[00:34.17]Probably don't know they give me
[00:39.66]These late john garfield blues
[00:48.75]Midnight fell on franklin street
[00:59.82]And the lamppost bulbs were broke
[01:00.81]For the life of me, i could not see
[01:05.10]But i heard a brand new joke
[01:11.94]Two men were standing upon a bridge
[01:17.64]One jumped and screamed you lose
[01:21.84]And just left the odd man holding
[01:27.60]Those late john garfield blues
[01:36.75]An old man sleeps with his conscience at night
[01:42.24]Young kids sleep with their dreams
[01:46.89]While the mentally ill sit perfectly still
[01:53.70]And live through life's in-betweens
[02:02.16]I'm going away to the last resort
[02:06.51]In week or two real soon
[02:11.88]Where the fish don't bite but once a night
[02:17.49]By the cold light of the moon
[02:24.30]The horses scream- the nightmares dream
[02:28.62]And the dead men all wear shoes
[02:36.60]'cause everybody's dancin'
[02:38.01]Those late john garfield blues

Lyrics：John Prine Music：John Prine
Black faces pressed against the glass
Where rain has pressed it's weight
Wind blown scarves in top down cars
All share one western trait
Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks
From winos to dime-store jews
Probably don't know they give me
These late john garfield blues
Midnight fell on franklin street
And the lamppost bulbs were broke
For the life of me, i could not see
But i heard a brand new joke
Two men were standing upon a bridge
One jumped and screamed you lose
And just left the odd man holding
Those late john garfield blues
An old man sleeps with his conscience at night
Young kids sleep with their dreams
While the mentally ill sit perfectly still
And live through life's in-betweens
I'm going away to the last resort
In week or two real soon
Where the fish don't bite but once a night
By the cold light of the moon
The horses scream- the nightmares dream
And the dead men all wear shoes
'cause everybody's dancin'
Those late john garfield blues