Jeff Ashbaker
Live Bait, Barbecue & John Prine
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Jeff Ashbaker

Live Bait, Barbecue and John Prine ©

I heard it said that it won't be lost if it's measured
Like the ticking of a clock as time goes passing by
And heard Kristofferson call him a national treasure
And I wept just a little when his best friend Stevie died

He's left more souvenirs than a carnival side show
Cause he shares his heart and soul in every song
And if that ain't paradise, well I think it's over priced
So please don't bury me just sing along

And the raven at my window finally crowed
Live bait, barbecue and John Prine, somewhere down the road

Well I always kind of thought of myself as a late beginner
But I always understood the songs of the troubador
And the harbor in my heart's, been on fire from the start
And the blue umbrella won't hold back the rain no more

I won't pretend that these words could do him justice
So change 'em if you like and strum to a different tune
Cause all I wanted to say, was John, thank you anyway
For winding up my clock and filling all empty rooms

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Lyric Credits: Jeff Ashbaker
Music Credits: Jeff Ashbaker
Performance Credits: Jeff Ashbaker
Song Length: 3:08
Primary Genre: Folk-Country
Secondary Genre: Folk-Traditional
Tempo / Feel: Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: General
Mood 1: Welcoming
Mood 2: Content