I was runnin' through the summer rainTryin' to catch the evenin' trainAn' kill that old familiar painWeavin' through my tangled brainBut when I tipped my bottle backI smacked into a cop I didn't seeThat policeman said, "Mister CoolIf you ain't drunk, then you're a fool"I said, "If that's against the lawThen tell me why I never sawA man locked in that jail of yoursWho wasn't just as low down poor as me?Well, that was when someone turned out the lightsAn' I wound up in jail to spend the nightAn' dream of all the wine an' lonely girlsIn this best of all possible worldsWell, I woke up next mornin'Feelin' like my head was goneAn' like my thick old tongue was lickin'Something sick an' wrongAn' I told that man I'd sell my soulFor somethin' wet an' cold as that old cellThat kindly jailer grinned at meAll eaten up with sympathyThen poured he self another beerAn' came an' whispered in my ear"If booze was just a dime a bottle, boyYou couldn't even buy the smell"I said, "I knew there was somethin' I liked about this townBut it takes more than that to bring me down, down, down'Cause there's still a lot of wine an' lonely girlsIn this best of all possible worlds?Well, they finally came an' told meThey was a gonna set me freeAn' I'd be leavin' townIf I knew what was good for meI said, "It's nice to learnthat everybody's so concerned about my health"I said, "I won't be leavin' no moreQuicker than I can'Cause I've enjoyed about as muchOf this as I can standAn' I don't need this town of yoursMore than I never needed nothin' else"'Cause there's still a lot of drinks that I ain't drunkAn' lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thunkAn' 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'…
