# # ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- # Donald and Lydia - John Prine # ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- # #Tabbed by: Dave. S #Email: Dlgibson@netscape.com # #Tuning: Standard # #Artist: John Prine #Album: Prime Prine #Year: 1976 # # C F C Small town, bright lights, Saturday night, D G Pinballs and pool halls flashing their lights. C F C Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade G C Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray C F C Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat D G Behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat. C F C She read romance magazines up in her room G C C7 And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon. Chorus: F C But dreaming just comes natural G C Like the first breath from a baby, F C Like sunshine feeding daisies, G F C Like the love hidden deep in your heart. C F C Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night, D G a warehouse of strangers with sixty watt lights. C F C Staring through the ceiling, just wanting to be G C Lay one of too many, a young PFC. C F C There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said. D G Strangers had forced him to live in his head. C F C He envisioned the details of romantic scenes G C C7 After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine. (Repeat Chorus) C F C Hot love, cold love, no love at all. D G A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall. C F C Nothing is wrong, nothing is right. G C Donald and Lydia made love that night. C F C They made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams, D G They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams. C F C But when they were finished there was nothing to say, G C C7 Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away. (Repeat Chorus)