Papa Writes To Johnny – Gillian WelchBy Papa writes to JohnnyBut Johnny can’t come homeIt’s been too much time nowToo many nights on the roadOh, too many nights on the roadBlues on the tableThere’s blues every weekPourin’ out of the coffee potWith the first cup of the dayOh, the first cup of the dayNow where are my friendsWhen I’m takin’ the heat?Only help I got todayWas from a stranger on the streetOh, the stranger on the streetAnd why would you laughIf you wanted to cry?Why would you say thingsIf you knew it was a lie?Oh, you knew it was a lieDark was the nightThe cold was on the groundI couldn’t sleepSo I got up and walked aroundOh, got up and walked aroundAnd I walked into DallasCrying all the wayRunning over in my mindEverything I meant to sayOh, everything I meant to sayPapa writes to JohnnyBut Johnny can’t come homeIt’s been too much time nowToo many nights on the roadOh, too many nights on the road www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20