“Egg & Daughter Nite Lincoln Nebraska 1967 (Crazy Bone)” by John Prine from the album Tree of Forgiveness The song’s actually in the key of Eb but I’m guessing he plays it in D with the capo on the 1st fret. [intro] [verse] If you like your apples sweet And your streets are not concrete You’d be in your bed by 9 every night Take your hand-spanked corn-fed gal And your best friend’s four-eyed pal To a treat right down the street that’s dynamite Well let your conscience be your guide If you put your foot inside You wish you left your well enough alone When you got hell to pay Put the truth on layaway and Blame it on that ol’ crazy bone [Chorus] Crazy bone crazy bone Well you wish you left your well enough alone When you got hell to pay Put the truth on layaway and And blame it on that ol’ crazy bone [Verse] Don’t be stuck up in Alaska When you should be up in Nebraska On a Thursday when it’s egg & daughter nite When the farmers come to town And they spread them eggs around And they drop their daughters down at the roller rink Well you’re probably standing there With your slicked-back Brylcreem hair Your Luckys and your daddy’s fine-tooth comb If they knew what you were thinking They’d run you out of Lincoln Just blame it on that ol’ crazy bone. [Chorus] Crazy bone crazy bone Well you must’ve left your wisdom tooth at home If they knew what you were thinking They’d run you out of Lincoln Just blame it on that ol’ crazy bone [Instrumental]               [Verse] When the grandkids all are grown And they’ve put you in a home And eternity is approaching fast Yeah you’re half out of your head And you probably pissed the bed And you can’t see a thing to save your ass When far across the prairie In the local cemetery They already got your name Carved out in stone When all them nurses say “Grandpa why you walk that way?” Just blame it on that ol’ crazy bone Yeah blame it on that ol’ crazy [Chorus] Bone crazy bone And everybody in that olD folks home If they knew what you were thinking They’d run you out of Lincoln Just blame it on that ol’ crazy bone   And everybody in that ol’ folks home   Yeah blame it on that ol’ crazy bone.