Uploaded February 2024 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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LYRICS:
As the café was closing on a warm summer night
And Cathy was cleaning the spoons
The radio played the hit parade
And I hummed along with the tune
She asked me to change the station
Said the song just drove her insane
But it weren't just the music playing
It was me she was trying to blame

And the sky is black and still now
On the hill when the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far far from me

Well I leaned on my left leg in the parking lot dirt
And Cathy was closing the lights
A June bug flew from the warmth he once knew
And I wished for once I weren't right
Well we used to laugh together
And we'd dance to any old song
Well you know she still laughs with me
But she waits just a second too long

And the sky is black and still now
On the hill when the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far far from me

Well I started the engine and gave it some gas
And Cathy was closing her purse
Well we hadn't gone far in my beat-up old car
And I was prepared for the worst
Will you still see me tomorrow
No I got too much to do
Well a question ain't really a question
If you know the answer too

And the sky is black and still now
On the hill when the angels sing
Ain't it funny how an old broken bottle
Looks just like a diamond ring
But it's far far from me

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"Far From Me" written by John Prine