Six O'Clock News - John Prine

Wanda had a baby in nineteen fifty one.

The father was stranger and a stranger was the son.

Call that child james lewis, call these rooms a home.

Changing all them diapers polish all that chrome.

C’mon, baby, spend the night with me All around the schoolyard playing all the games

Running, laughing back and forth the kid with two first names

Stranger in the closet, lock the diary

The past is running faster singing harmony

«god bless this kitchen"said the knick-knack shelf

«the dinner’s almost ready go and wash yourself»

Jimmy’s growing up now and wanda’s growing old

The time is growin' shorter the nights are long and cold

C’mon, baby, spend the night with me Sneaking in the closet and through the diary

Now, don’t you know all he saw was all there was to see

The whole town saw jimmy on the six o’clock news

His brains were on the sidewalk and blood was on his shoes

C’mon, baby, spend the night with me

C’mon, baby, spend the night with me