I was runnin' through the summer rain, try'n' to catch that evenin' trainAnd kill the old familiar pain weavin' through my tangled brainWhen I tipped my bottle back and smacked into a cop I didn't seeThat police man said, "Mister Cool, if you ain't drunk, then you're afool."I said, "If that's against the law, then tell me why I never sawA man locked in that jail of yours who wasn't neither black or poor asme?"Well, that was when someone turned out the lightsAnd I wound up in jail to spend the nightAnd dream of all the wine and lonely girlsIn this best of all possible worlds.Well, I woke up next mornin' feelin' like my head was goneAnd like my thick old tongue was lickin' something sick and wrongAnd I told that man I'd sell my soul for something wet and cold as thatold cell.That kindly jailer grinned at me, all eaten up with sympathyThen poured himself another beer and came and whispered in my ear,"If booze was just a dime a bottle boy, you couldn't even buy the smell"I said, "I knew there was something I liked about this town."But it takes more than that to bring me down, down, down.'Cause there's still a lot of wine and lonely girlsIn this best of all possible worldsWell, they finally came and told me they was a gonna set me freeAnd I'd be leavin' town if I knew what was good for meI said, "It's nice to learn that ev'rybody's so concerned about myhealth."(They were obsessed with it)I said, "I won't be leavin' no more quicker than I can'Cause I've enjoyed about as much of this as I can standAnd I don't need this town of yours more than I never needed nothin'else."'Cause there's still a lot of drinks that I ain't drunkAnd lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thunkAnd lord there's still so many lonely girlsIn this best of all possible worlds.
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Kristoffer Kristofferson (Brownsville, Texas; 22 de junio de 1936-Hana, Hawái; 28 de septiembre de 2024) fue compositor de música country, actor y cantante estadounidense ilustre por canciones como Me and Bobby McGee, For the Good Times, Sunday Mornin' Comin'…
