Imagine lyrics
Saturday, December 9, 2006
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Imagine there's no smoking
It's easy if you try
Imagine there's no parking
Between six and nine
Imagine we're broadcasting
Going on the air...

Imagine there's no hip-hop
It isn't hard to do
And no long black limos
Just folks like me and you
Imagine crowds of tourists
Walking 'round Times Square.

You may say I'm a weiner
But I'm not the only one
There are hundreds of hot dogs
Walking around in big white buns

Imagine there's no littering
There is a littering ban
No garbage in the gutter
Throw it in the can
No gum on the sidewalks
Or on the subway stair

You may say I'm a weiner
But I'm not the only one
There are hundreds of hot dogs
Walking around in big white buns


Old Sweet Songs: A Prairie Home Companion 1974-1976

Old Sweet Songs

Lovingly selected from the earliest archives of A Prairie Home Companion, this heirloom collection represents the music from earliest years of the now legendary show: 1974–1976. With songs and tunes from jazz pianist Butch Thompson, mandolin maestro Peter Ostroushko, Dakota Dave Hull and the first house band, The Powdermilk Biscuit Band (Adam Granger, Bob Douglas and Mary DuShane).

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