Someone posted this over the weekend on Facebook and I realised I could finally watch John Prine again after losing him to Covid-19 (one of the first great artists to go after his struggling with chronic health matters, the Covid just hit him too damned hard) . . . . . Down The Deep whom I like and always post things to my taste! So let's start the week with some prime Prine!
Live here with stalwart guitar support from regular Phil Donnelly . . . . . . . . great song
"Today I walked down the street I use to wanderYeah, shook my head and made myself a betThere was all these things that I don't think I rememberHey, how lucky can one man get.I bronzed my shoes and hung from a rearview mirrorBronzed admiration in the blind spot of regretThere was all these things that I don't think I rememberHey, how lucky can one man get.Today I walked down the street I use to wanderYeah, scratched my head and lit my cigaretteWell, there was all these things that I don't think I rememberHey, how lucky can one man get.Today I walked down the street I use to wanderYeah, shook my head and made myself a betThere was all these things that I don't think I rememberHey, how lucky can one man get.Hey, how lucky can one man get.Hey, how lucky canOne ..Man..Get."
Songwriters: John E Prine
How Lucky lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Just to link to Kurt . . . . . . . . .they covered this together on an EP . . . it's also delicious!
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