Lirik dan Chord Lagu Pretty Good - John Prine

Album John Prine dirilis pada 1971 oleh Atlantic Records dengan membawa 13 buah lagu.

Album tersebut masuk dalam majalah Rolling Stone untuk kategori album terbaik, menduduki peringkat ke-452 dari 500.

Berikut ini lirik dan chord lagu "Pretty Good" dari John Prine:

[Intro]
G

[Verse 1]
G
I got a friend in Fremont, he sells used cars, ya know

Well, he calls me up twice a year
                                     G7
Just to ask me how'd it go
             C                                    G
Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
         D7                                                 G
But actually everything is just about the same

[Verse 2]
G
I met a girl from Venus, her insides were lined in gold

Well, she did what she did, said "How was it, kid?"
                          G7
She was politely told
           C                                        G
Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
          D7                                                  G
But actually everything is just about the same

[Chorus]
C                                G
Moonlight makes me dizzy
C                               G
Sunlight makes me clean
C                                       G
Your light is the sweetest thing
         C                         D7
That this boy has ever seen

[Verse 3]
G
Molly went to Arkansas, she got raped by Dobbin's dog

Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods
                                             G7
And got pinned up against a log
           C                                           G
Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain
            D7                                                        G
Cause actually all them dogs is just about the same

[Chorus]
C                               G
Moonlight makes me dizzy
C                               G
Sunlight makes me clean
C                                       G
Your light is the sweetest thing
        C                           D7
That this boy has ever seen

[Instrumental]
G G G G7
C G D7 G

[Verse 4]
G
I heard Allah and Buddah were singing at the Savior's feast

And up in the sky an Arabian rabbi
                                   G7
Fed Quaker oats to a priest.
            C                                             G
Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain
            D7                                                           G
Cause actually all them Gods are just about the same
              C                                     G
Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
            D7                                                   G
Cause actually everything is just about the same