Kris Kristofferson

[fox69]

"Starlight & Stone"

"Starlight & Stone"



I just wanted a ride
I just want you to know
I got nothing to hide
I got nowhere to go

And the hunger is hard
As a promise to keep
And the night's are so long
And the silence so deep

There's a piece of my mind
The world can't erase
I remember the time
And the look on your face

And i will tell the wind
Blow the stars from the sky
The road never ends
The soul never dies

Be who you are
Just as long as you can
Know in your heart
I'm still your man

Headin' for home
Starlight and stone

 

[fox69]

"Stranger"

"Stranger"


Maybe she was smilin' in the mirror
Maybe I was too, 'cause I was stoned
Singin' every sad song on the juke-box one more time
Honey, they were hittin' close to home

And I said - Maybe this'll make you think I'm crazy
Honey, don't feel lonesome if you do
But if you wanna make a young man happy one more time
I'd sure like to spend the night with you

[Chorus:]
And she said - Stranger
Shut out the light and lead me
Somewhere - shut out the shadows, too
And while we lay there, makin' believe you love me
Stranger, could I believe in you

Maybe you got all you got together
Maybe you keep rollin' like a stone
Maybe some old lonesome song'll take you by surprise
And leave you just a little more alone

[Chorus:]
Singing - Stranger
Shut out the light and lead me
Somewhere - shut out the shadows, too
And while we lay there, makin' believe you love me
Stranger, could I believe in you

[Chorus:]
Keep Singing - Stranger
Shut out the light and lead me
Somewhere - shut out the shadows, too
And while we lay there, makin' believe you love me
Stranger, could I believe in you

 

[fox69]

"Sugar Man"

"Sugar Man"



There are shadows on the sidewalks
Of the city streets at night,
And the alleyways and ugly things
Are hidden from the light.
And somewhere, son, my baby's
Gonna sell her soul again,
For a custom tailored lady-killer
They 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 working
For the wages of her sin,
And if you want to find your baby, Baby,
Look for Sugar Man."

Well, tonight I found her
On the sorry side of town
Lying cold upon the bed
Where she had laid her body down.
I picked up the needle that had fallen from her hand
And stuck it through the money she had made for Sugar Man.

There are shadows on the sidewalks
Of the city streets at night
And the alleyways and ugly things
Are hidden from the light.
But the sun's gonna shine tomorrow
On some dirty gargage cans,
And a custom tailored lady-killer
They called Sugar Man.

 

[fox69]

"Sunday Morning Coming Down"
(originally by Ray Stevens)

"Sunday Morning Coming Down"
(originally by Ray Stevens)



Well I woke up Sunday mornin', with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad, so I had one more, for dessert
Then I fumbled through my closet, for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
And I shaved my face and combed my hair and, stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

I'd smoked my brain the night before on, cigarettes and songs that I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can, that he was kickin'
Then I crossed the empty street and caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin', that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way

On the Sunday morning sidewalks, wishin' Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin', half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city side walks, Sunday mornin' comin' down

In the park I saw a daddy, with a laughing little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to the song that they were singin'
Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

On the Sunday morning sidewalks, wishin' Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin', half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city side walks, Sunday mornin' comin' down

 

[fox69]

"Sweet Susannah"
(with Rita Coolidge)

"Sweet Susannah"
(with Rita Coolidge)



C'est la belle 'la Louise Anne te va fomma faire ma faume
Ta jolie a ta meion a ta pas bon

Why did you go and leave me in Lou'siana sweet Susannah
You left me for a fella who wore a big black umbrella
He came to the sticks to buy some antiques
He was a wheeler and a dealer the woman stealer
C'est la belle 'la Louise Anne...

Oh sweet Susannah you're a loser
You ran off and you left me for a California boozer
You stole all his goods and left him in the woods
I hope you store in a bore you flirty girlie
C'est la belle 'la Louise Anne...

Please come back to Lou'siana sweet Susannah
Since you left nothing's right and the catfish don't bite
I can't pay my rent cause you stole every cent
And I can't stand to see my landlord cry
C'est la belle 'la Louise Anne...

 

[fox69]

"Tell Me One More Time"

"Tell Me One More Time"



Girl, I guess I've been forgiven
I've acquired a taste for living
Just when I was close to giving up the ghost

And I be what I believe
About as often as I can be
And I maybe can be oftener than most

And if the best I have to offer
Is the chances you'll be taking
With a heart that you'll be breaking if you lose

Well I can't tell you how to take it girl
I know you know the answers darling
Tell me one more time before you choose

Did you feel a little lightning
Did you feel a little thunder
That was barely running under your control
Was it just a little frightening
As you stared into the wonder
Of the deep and starry splendor of your soul

I won't be surprised to see you
Heading down the highway
Just like every dream
I never seen come true

Look for me to go on living
If you're loving me or leaving darling
Tell me one more time before you do

Did you feel a little lightning
Did you feel a little thunder
That was barely running under your control
Was it just a little frightening
When you stared into the wonder
Of the deep and starry splendor of your soul

 

[fox69]

"Thank You For A Life"

"Thank You For A Life"


Thank you for a life that I'd call happy
Overlooking all that we've been through
When it comes to loving I've been lucky
Everything I am I owe to you

Thank for the little girls you gave me
Thank you for them bouncing baby boys
Thank you for the sadness
That you saved me from the madness, baby
All I'm crying now are tears of joy

Thank you for that burning sun that's rising
Golden in the air that smells so sweet
Thank you for that empty far horizon
That opens to a new eternity

[Instrumental interlude]

Thank you for a life that I'd call happy
Overlooking all that we've been through
When it comes to loving I've been lucky
Everything I am I owe to you

 

[fox69]

"The Bigger The Fool, The Harder The Fall"

"The Bigger The Fool, The Harder The Fall"



Hey, doesn't it still look easy as it did to you
Hey, wasn't it true, after all
I couldn't help myself, girl
And I can't blame you
The bigger the fool, the harder the fall

Living on old illusions, and some make believe
That mattered to me, most of all
Closing my eyes to changes I've refused to see
The bigger the fool, the harder the fall

Somewhere in your future, on the far side of your world
You might read my writing on the wall
And think of the easy dreamer who believed in you
The bigger the fool, the harder the fall.

If someday you wake up in a world that's turned on you
And nobody answers when you call
Hey, think of the easy dreamer who believes in you
The bigger the fool, the harder the fall

Think of the crazy dreamer who believes in you
The bigger the fool, the harder the fall.

 

[fox69]

"The Burden Of Freedom"

"The Burden Of Freedom"



I stand on the stairway, my back to the dungeon
The doorway to freedom so close to my hand
Voices behind me still bitterly damn me
For seeking salvation they don't understand

Lord, help me to shoulder the burden of freedom
And give me the courage to be what I can
And when I am wounded by those who condemn me
Lord, help me forgive them, they don't understand

Their lonely frustration, descending to laughter
Erases the footprints I leave in the sand
And I'm free to travel where no one can follow
In search of the kingdom they don't understand

Lord, help me to shoulder the burden of freedom
And give me the courage to be what I can
And when I have wounded the last one who loved me
God, help her forgive me, I don't understand

 

[fox69]

"The Golden Idol"

"The Golden Idol"



Well, they've made a Golden Idol of the girl you used to be
Hangin' bangles on your branches like a lonely Christmas tree.
Yeah, they've dressed you fit for killin' in your thrillin' new disguise
Nailin' artificial spangles to the diamonds in your eyes
In that golden coach that turns into a bed,
You better make it, gal, before you wake up dead.

'Cause they'll paint your burning beauty with a coat of shiny lies
And they'll blind you with their wine so you won't even realize
'Til you watch the face you're washing disappearing down the drain
And you're staring in your mirror going privately insane
And that golden crown they've pushed down on your head
You better make it, gal, before you wake up dead.

Look around them golden sidewalks that you're walking on today
And you'll see that lonely gutter just a careless step away
And that altar that they're building you don't even understand
'Cause you're dazzled by the flashing of the daggers in their hands.

You'll be dancing in the darkness when their music disappears
And the jangle of your chains will be the only sound you hear
'Til your broken body's bleeding on an altar made of stone
And you've sacrificed your soul to please a world that's sick and wrong
And you never heard a single word I said.
Aww, make it, gal, before you wake up dead.