John Prine - Saginaw, Michigan Lyrics
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Saginaw, Michigan
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What Are The Lyrics For Saginaw, Michigan By John Prine?
I was born in Saginaw, Michigan
I grew up in a house on Saginaw Bay My dad was a poor hard working Saginaw fisherman Too many times he came home with too little pay I love a girl in Saginaw, Michigan (Saginaw, Michigan) The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman Not good enough to claim his daughter's hand Now I'm up here in Alaska looking around for gold Like a crazy fool I'm a digging in this frozen ground so cold But each new day I pray I'll strike it rich and then I'll go back home and claim my love in Saginaw, Michigan (Saginaw, Michigan) I wrote my love in Saginaw Michigan (Saginaw, Michigan) I said: "Honey, I'm comin' home, please wait for me And you can tell your pa I'm coming home a richer man I've hit the biggest strike in Klondike history" Her dad met me in Saginaw, Michigan (Saginaw, Michigan) He gave me a great big party with champagne Then he said, "son you're wise young ambitious man Will you sell your father-in-law your Klondike claim?" Now he's up there in Alaska digging in the cold cold ground The greedy fool is lookin' for the gold I never found It serves him right and no one here is missing him Least of all the newlyweds of Saginaw, Michigan They're the happiest man and wife in Saginaw, Michigan He's afraid to show his face in Saginaw, Michigan |
Who Wrote Saginaw, Michigan By John Prine?
Bill Anderson, Donald Wayne Choate
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What's The Duration Of The Saginaw, Michigan By John Prine?The duration of Saginaw, Michigan is 2:55 minutes and seconds. |
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