Karaoké The Pilgrim: Chapter 33 Kris Kristofferson

I started writin' a song about

Chris Gentry

Ended up writin' about

Dennis Hopper

Johnny Cash

Norman, Norbert

Funky Donnie Fritts

Billy Swan

Bobby Neuwirth

Jerry Jeff Walker

Paul Siebel and

Ramblin' Jack Elliott had a lot to do with it

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans

Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile

Once he had a future full of money, love and dreams which he spent like they was goin' outta style

And he keeps right on a-changin' for the better or the worse

Searchin' for a shrine he's never found

Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse

Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down

He's a poet

Huh he's a picker

He's a prophet

He's a pusher

He's a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he's stoned

He's a walkin' contradiction

Partly truth and partly fiction

Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars

And he's traded in tomorrow for today

Runnin' from his devils

Lord and reachin' for the stars

Losin' all he's loved along the way

But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse

And all he ever gets is older and around

From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse

The goin' up was worth the comin' down

He's a poet

He's a picker

He's a prophet

He's a pusher

He's a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he's stoned

He's a walkin' contradiction

Partly truth and partly fiction

Takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way back home

There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home