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Kris Kristofferson Live At The Philharmonic

Verse 1:Black faces pressed against the glass Where the wind leaned its weight Wind blows scars and top down cars All share one

Now there far from me there's an old holler tree Where you lay down a dollar or two You go round the bend and you come back again With a jug of that

man with a knife Pushed me till I had to take his life Fast as falling all my friends were gone That old judge traded me a sentence for a song Now I?m living

a shame to make the same mistakes again and again It's over nobody wins We've gone too far too long too far apart But loving was easy it's the living

and his mother's only son Oh Jesse Younger you're a devil not a man Can you dare to teach your parents so unkind You have selfishly refused to live

I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies Turning on the

the stair to meet the day I'd smoke my brain the night before With cigarettes and songs that I've been picking But I lit my first and watched the small kid Cussin' at

to a half forgotten echo hanging over in the brain Topping time and thinking of the time we never had the time to take Losing to the rising coast of living

said how will you feel deep inside When the love you believe in has died I ain't say it won't hurt me It sure was love while it lasted I'll be living