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THE PILGRIM WITH KRIS KRISTOFFERSON WRITER KRIS KRISTOFFERSON See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes
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
I am a lonesome pilgrim, far from home And what a journey I have known I might be tired and weary, but I am strong Pilgrims walk, but not alone
I am a lonesome pilgrim far from home What a journey I had known I might be tired and weary but I am strong Pilgrim [Incomprehensible] but not alone
Lost in disappointment beyond space and time Harking for noises when there's nothing to hear Just the orphans lonely cry In the roaring wind awhile Disconsolately
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
Hey there gypsy, walk without a sound See those people try to put you down She's got wisdom inside her hand For no good reason ever could be found With
1, 2, 3, 4 I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys This ain't never been
The pilgrim is looking for a hidden place When he's hungry and thirsty When he longs to wash dust from his legs He wanders to mountains' foot Day
I'm a pilgrim like you, I was only passin? through You'll never know my name, you'll never walk in my shoes I've been no use to my friends, I've been
A pilgrim at the gray of dawn Leaving in the mist of morning On his journey of goodness Heaven sent, God blessed Pilgrim laughing at the world Spreading
Woke up in the morning in a temple Kinda lucky on my feet for it was central So I walk across the village, saw a group of kids pillage And I thought to
The keys to death and Hell The ailing kingdom doomed to fail The bonds of sin and heart will break The pilgrims' course will take Quelling the Devil'
From the womb, to the tomb An eternal struggle for the holy truth We are not the first, nor shall we be the last We shall be followed by thousands more
I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys This ain't never been my home Sometimes the road was rocky ?long the way, boys But I was never travelin' alone
And how do I choose and where do I draw the line Between truth and necessary pain? And how do I know and where do I get my belief That things will be