If I Could Be John Prine
Words & Music by
James Nihan
If I could be John Prine
My words would flow like wine
They'd spill across the pages
The poets and the sages
Would scratch their heads
and smile at every line
I might have sour grapes
When I listen to old tapes
I'd eat a lot of peaches
Live like the good book teaches
Put my best foot forward as I traipse
Chorus
I'd let John's way be my way
Put my ass before the cart
I'd get back on life's highway
Give myself a good kickstart
I'd be Johnny Appleseed
I'd sow love as I roam
Take every chance I could to dance
Then whistle my way home
If I could be John Prine
I'd shake hands with mankind
I wouldn't be a loner
And I'd have my own Fiona
To be the ray of light that makes me shine
I'd know what makes me ail
Like John could read my mail
If old dogs learn their lessons
Accepting life's mixed blessin's
Maybe I don't have to chase my tail
(Repeat Chorus)
I'd close my blue umbrella
I'd be a happy feller
Yeah, life would be so stellar
Life would be just fine
If I could be John Prine
If I could be John Prine
Published by Composure Music (ASCAP)