Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
John Prine
John Prine
Stimme und Gesang
Gene Chrisman
Gene Chrisman
Schlagzeug
Reggie Young
Reggie Young
Leadgitarre
John Christopher
John Christopher
Rhythmusgitarre
Bobby Emmons
Bobby Emmons
Orgel
Leo LeBlanc
Leo LeBlanc
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Bobby Wood
Bobby Wood
Klavier
Heyward Bishop
Heyward Bishop
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Mike Leech
Mike Leech
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
John Prine
John Prine
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
Produzent:in
Dale "Smitty" Smith
Dale "Smitty" Smith
Ingenieurassistent:in
Stan Kesler
Stan Kesler
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there It'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own, left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha And Joe is somewhere on the road We lost Davy in the Korean war And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger And old rivers grow wilder every day Old people just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello" Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more She sits and stares through the back door screen And all the news just repeats itself Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen Someday I'll go and call up Rudy We worked together at the factory But what could I say if asks, "What's new?" Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger And old rivers grow wilder every day Old people just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello" So if you're walking down the street sometime And spot some hollow ancient eyes Please don't just pass 'em by and stare As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello"
Writer(s): John Prine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out