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KRISTOFFERSON, Kris



Sunday Morning Coming down


Well, I woke up Sunday morning

With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt

And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad

So I had one more for dessert


Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes

And found my cleanest dirty shirt

And I shaved my face and combed my hair

And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day


I'd smoked my brain the night before on

Cigarettes and songs that I'd been pickin'

But I lit my first and watched a small kid

Cussin' at a can that he was kicking


Then I crossed the empty street

And caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken

And it took me back to somethin'

That I'd lost somehow, somewhere along the way


On the Sunday morning sidewalks

Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned

'Cause there's something in a Sunday

Makes a body feel alone


And there's nothin' short of dyin'

Half as lonesome as the sound

On the sleepin' city sidewalks

Sunday mornin' comin' down


In the park I saw a daddy

With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'

And I stopped beside a Sunday school

Listened to the song that they were singin'


Then I headed back for home

And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'

And it echoed through the canyons

Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday


On the Sunday morning sidewalks

Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned

'Cause there's something in a Sunday

Makes a body feel alone


And there's nothin' short of dyin'

Half as lonesome as the sound

On the sleepin' city sidewalks

Sunday mornin' comin' down



Me and Bobby McGee


Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train

When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained

And rode us all the way into New Orleans


I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues

Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine

We sang every song that driver knew


Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose

Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no-no

And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

You know feelin' good was good enough for me

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee


From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun

There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done

Yeah, Bobby baby, kept me from the cold


One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away

He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it

But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday

To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine


Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose

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Shadows of her mind


I met her sadly in the slowly falling rain

Crying softly in her loneliness and pain

Knowing no one needin' someone bad as me


And she told me as I held her trembling hand

Walking slowly how she'd never known a man

Living lonely in her cottage by the sea


When the morning came her tears had changed to laughter

And before the night her heart beat close to mine

And I thought as she lay sleeping bout the secrets she was keeping

Hidden somewhere in the silence of the shadows of her mind


In the morning as I wakened with the dawn

Without warning I could feel that she was gone

Leaving nothing but her silence next to me


And lonely footprints that I followed in the sand

Walking slowly for I knew where they would end

Disappearing in the silence of the sea


And I sometimes hear the echo of her laughter

As I search for what I know I'll never find

For the answer I was seeking was the secrets she's still keeping

Hidden somewhere in the silence of the shadows of her mind



Help me make it through the Night

Take the ribbon from my hair

Shake it loose and let it fall

Lay it soft upon my skin

Like the shadows on the wall


Come and lay down by my side

Til the early mornin' light

All I'm takin' is your time

Help me make it through the night


I don't care what's right or wrong

I won't try to understand

Let the devil take tomorrow

But tonight I need a friend


Yesterday is dead and gone

And tomorrow's out of sight

And it's sad to be alone

Help me make it through the night


And it's sad to be alone

Help me make it through the night

I don't want to be alone

Help me make it through the night