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Uploaded on Jul 29, 2010

The Pilgrim Chapter 33 + The Silver Tongued Devil And I + The Taker

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
Once he had a future full of money love and dreams
Which he spent like they was going out of style.

And he keeps right on a changin' for the better or the worse
And searchin' for a shrine he's never found
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse
Or if the going up is worth to coming down.

He's a poet, he's a picker, he's a prophet, he's a pusher
He's a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walking contradiction partly truth and partly fiction
Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
Runnin' from the devils Lord and reachin' for the stars
And losin' all he loved along the way.

But if this world keeps right on turning for the better or the worse
All he ever gets is older and around
From the rocking of the cradle to the rolling of the hearse
The going up was worth the coming down.

He's a poet, he's a picker, he's a prophet, he's a pusher
He's a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walking contradiction partly truth and partly fiction
Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

There's lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home...


Kris Kristofferson: The Silver Tongued Devil and I songtekst

(Kris Kristofferson)

I took myself down to the Tally-Ho Tavern
To buy me a bottle of beer
I sat me down by a tender young maiden
Whose eyes were as dark as her hair.

And as I was searchin' from bottle to bottle
For something unfoolish to say
That silver tongued devil just slipped from the shadows
And smilingly stole her away.

I said hey little girl don't you know he's a devil
He's everything that I ain't
Hidin' intentions of evil
Under the smile of a saint.

All he's good for is gettin' in trouble
And shiftin' his share of the blame
And some people swear he's my double
And some even say we're the same.

But the silver tongued devil's got nothing to lose
I'd only live till I die
We take our own chances and pay our own dues
The silver tongued devil and I.

--- Instrumental ---

Like all the fair maidens who've laid down beside him
She knew in her heart that he'd lied
But nothing that I could've said could've saved her
No matter how hard that she tried.

'Cause she'll offer her charms to the darkness and danger
Of something that she's never known
And open her arms at the smile of a stranger
Who'll love her and leave her alone.

And you know he's a devil
He's everything that I ain't
Hidin' intentions of evil
Under the smile of a saint.

All he's good for is gettin' in trouble
And shiftin' his share of the blame
And some people swear he's my double
And some even say we're the same.


Kris Kristofferson: The Taker

(Kris Kristofferson, S. Silverstein)

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style

And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down

He's a poet, he's a picker
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction
Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
Runnin' from his devils, lord, and reachin' for the stars
And losin' all he's loved along the way

But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse
And all he ever gets is older and around
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse
The goin' up was worth the comin' down

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