Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking downThe stairway to the subway in the shadows down belowFollowing their footsteps through the neon-darkened corridorsOf silent desperation, never speakin' to a soulThe poison air he's breathin' has the dirty smell of dying'Cause it's never seen the sunshine and it's never felt the rainBut Casey minds the arrows and ignores the fatal echoesOf the clickin' of the turnstiles and the rattle of his chains"Oh," she said, "Casey, it's been so long since I've seen you""Here," she said, "Just a kiss to make a body smile""See," she said, "I've put on new stockings just to please you""Lord," she said, "Casey, can you only stay a while?"Casey leaves the underground and stops inside the Golden CrownFor something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his boneSeeing his reflection in the lives of all the lonely menWho reach for anything they can to keep from goin' homeStandin' in the corner, Casey drinks his pint of bitterNever glancing in the mirror at the people passing byThen he stumbles as he's leaving and he wonders if the reasonIs the beer that's in his belly, or the tear that's in his eye"Oh," she said, "I suppose you seldom think about me""Now," she said, "Now that you've a fam'ly of your own""Still," she said, "It's so blessed good to feel your body""Lord," she said, "Casey, it's a shame to be alone"
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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'…
