The Great Compromise
John Prine
Little girl, who was almost a lady
She had a way with all the men in her life
Every inch of her blossoming beauty
She was born on the Fourth of July

Well, she lived in an aluminum house trailer
And she worked in a jukebox saloon
And she spent all the money that I give her
Just to see the old man in the moon

I used to sleep at the foot of Old Glory
And awake in the dawn's early light
But, much to my surprise, when I opened my eyes
I was a victim of the great compromise

Well, we'd go out on Saturday evenings
To the drive-in on Route forty-one
It was there that I first suspected
She was doin what she'd already done

She said, "Johnny, won't you get me some popcorn?"
And she knew I had to walk pretty far
And as soon as I passed through the moonlight
She hopped into a foreign sports car


Well, you know I could have beat up that fella
But it was her that had hopped into his car
Many times I had fought to protect her
But this time she was going too far

Now, some folks, they call me a card
'Cause I left her at the drive-in that night
Well, I'd ruther have names thrown at me
Than to fight for a thing that ain't right


Well, she writes all the fellas love letters
Saying, "Greetings, come and see me real soon"
And they go and line up in the bar room
Spend the night in that sick woman's room

Well, sometimes I get awful lonely
And I wish she was my girl instead
But she won't let me live with her
And she makes me live in my head


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