John Prine - The Late John Garfield Blues lyrics

Black faces pressed against the glass where
Rain has pressed it's weight
Windblown scarves in top down cars
All share one western trait
Sadness leaks through tear-stained
Cheeks from winos to dime-store Jews
Probably don't know they gave me
These late John Garfield blues

Midnight fell on Franklin Street and
The lamppost bulbs were broke
For the life of me
I could not see but I heard a brand new joke
Two men were standing upon a bridge
One jumped and screamed "you lose!"
And just left the odd man
Holding those late John

Old man sleeps with his conscience at night
Young kid sleeps with his dreams
While the mentally ill sit perfectly still
And live through life's in betweens

I'm going away to the last resort
In a week or two, real soon
Where the fish don't bite
But once a night by the
Cold light of the moon
The horses scream, the nightmares dream
And the dead men all wear shoes
'Cause everybody's dancing those late
John Garfield blues