Far from Me
As the cafe was closing
On a warm summer night
N' Cathy was cleaning the spoons
The radio played the hit parade
And I hummed a long with the tune
She asked me to change the station
Said the song just drove her insane
But it weren't just the music playing
It was me that she was trying to blame
And the sky is black and still now
Upon the hill where the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far, far from me
I leaned on my left leg
In the parking lot dirt
Cathy was closing the lights
A June bug flew from the warmth he once knew
And I wished for once I weren't right
Why, we used to laugh together
And we'd dance to any old song
Well, ya know, she still laughs with me
But she waits just a second to long
And the sky is black and still now
Upon the hill where the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far, far from me
I started the engine
Gave it some gas
And Cathy was closing her purse
We hadn't gone far in my beat up old car
And I was prepared for the worst
"Will you still see me tomorrow?"
"No, I got too much to do."
Well, a question ain't really a question
If you know the answer too
And the sky is black and still now
Upon the hill where the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far, far from me
On a warm summer night
N' Cathy was cleaning the spoons
The radio played the hit parade
And I hummed a long with the tune
She asked me to change the station
Said the song just drove her insane
But it weren't just the music playing
It was me that she was trying to blame
And the sky is black and still now
Upon the hill where the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far, far from me
I leaned on my left leg
In the parking lot dirt
Cathy was closing the lights
A June bug flew from the warmth he once knew
And I wished for once I weren't right
Why, we used to laugh together
And we'd dance to any old song
Well, ya know, she still laughs with me
But she waits just a second to long
And the sky is black and still now
Upon the hill where the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far, far from me
I started the engine
Gave it some gas
And Cathy was closing her purse
We hadn't gone far in my beat up old car
And I was prepared for the worst
"Will you still see me tomorrow?"
"No, I got too much to do."
Well, a question ain't really a question
If you know the answer too
And the sky is black and still now
Upon the hill where the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far, far from me
Credits
Writer(s): John Prine
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