Texty:
Prine John German Afternoons

When I was a child my family would travel Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered

Well, every time I try to love another I never know exactly what to do I'd like to tell her just how much I want her And I could find the way if she were

One evening getting dark We first met at the park Just sitting by the fountain all alone I lifted up my hat And then began to chat She said she'd allow

He stumbled through the alley with his long coat on Nothing but a bottle in his hand She sat in her apartment lonesome to the bone Wondering what had

Sailin' around, sailin' around, sailin' around, I've been out sailin' around again I've been sailin' around But I can't get back to you. Hangin' around

I don't want to be the kind to hesitate Be too shy, Wait to late I don't care what they say other lovers do I just want to dance with you I got a feeling

He stumbled through the alley with his long coat on Nothing but a bottle in his hand She sat in her apartment lonesome to the bone Wondering what had

Barley malts and does eat oats and little girls are lively And your liveliness has left me in a brew So I'm sitting here just drinking beer Cause there

If today the sun should set on all my hopes and cares There is still one smiling face the Gods would see But she'll walk along beside me up those golden