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[Verse 1]
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In these times each day feels like the next
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But just tonight my old friend Richard sent a tearful text
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I could feel his sorrow on the screen, wondering if I
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Heard the news tonight that John Prine died


[Verse 2]
   C                    G                Am
He seemed to pluck his songs out of thin air
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They told of tiny triumphs and lives filled with despair
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Complex in their simplicity, so honest and so true
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Just what every writer wished that they could do


[Chorus]
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There's an Angel from Montgomery that's finally taken wing
      G                                    F          G
And a place up there called Paradise where even Sam Stone sings
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All the losers, lovers, loners have gathered round the throne
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In a mighty choir to welcome John Prine home


[Verse 3]
    C        G                    Am
I remember a night a bar in Cambridge town
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The band took a break, we took the stage and shut the whole place down
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It was Stevie Goodman's birthday, just eight years since he died
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We sang, drank and remembered, we laughed and then we cried
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Just like tonight when I heard that John Prine died


[Chorus]
           G                           F             C
There's an Angel from Montgomery thats finally taken wing
  G                                    F              G
A place up there called Paradise where even Sam Stone sings
        Am              G           C                    F
All the losers, lovers, loners have gathered round the throne
     C           G                     C
In a mighty choir to welcome John Prine home


[Verse 4]
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Tonight I sit here thinking 'bout the stories we tell
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And the blessed few who really do make heaven outta hell
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So say hello to Stevie I ain't ready for ya yet
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In the meantime I know you'll enjoy that nine mile cigarette


[Chorus]
           G                            F             C
There's an Angel from Montgomery that's finally taken wing
      G                                    F             G
And a place up there called Paradise where even Sam Stone sings
        Am              G          C                   F
All the losers, lovers, loners have gathered round the throne
     C           G                     Am
In a mighty choir to welcome John Prine home


[Outro]
       F               G          C               F
Oh the losers, lovers, loners have gathered round the throne
     C           G                     C    F G C
In a mighty choir to welcome John Prine home