There are shadows on the sidewalksOf the city streets at night,And the alleyways and ugly thingsAre hidden from the light.And somewhere, son, my baby'sGonna sell her soul again,For a custom tailored lady-killerThey call Sugar Man.I searched the backstreet barrooms,And every cheap hotel,Asking for my baby; they all knew her well.Well, they said, "She's out there workingFor the wages of her sin,And if you want to find your baby, Baby,Look for Sugar Man."Well, tonight I found herOn the sorry side of townLying cold upon the bedWhere she had laid her body down.I picked up the needle that had fallen from her handAnd stuck it through the money she had made for Sugar Man.There are shadows on the sidewalksOf the city streets at nightAnd the alleyways and ugly thingsAre hidden from the light.But the sun's gonna shine tomorrowOn some dirty gargage cans,And a custom tailored lady-killerThey called Sugar Man.
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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'…
