Album Name

Kristofferson

Artist

Kris Kristofferson

Genre

컨트리

Release Date

1970

Release Agency

Monument/Legacy

Best Of All Possible Worlds - Kris Kristofferson
I was runnin'
through the summer rain
try'n' to catch
that evenin' train
And kill the old familiar
pain weavin'
through my tangled brain
When I tipped my bottle back
and smacked into a cop
I didn't see
That police man said
Mister Cool
if you ain't drunk
then you're a fool
I said
If that's against the law
then tell me
why I never saw
A man locked in
that jail of yours
who wasn't neither black
or poor as me
Well that was
when someone turned
out the lights
And I wound up in jail
to spend the night
And dream of all the wine
and lonely girls
In this best of
all possible worlds
Well I woke up
next mornin' feelin'
like my head was gone
And like my thick
old tongue was lickin'
something sick and wrong
And I told that man
I'd sell my soul
for something wet
and cold as that old cell
That kindly jailer grinned at me
all eaten up
with sympathy
Then poured himself another beer
and came and whispered
in my ear
If booze was
just a dime a bottle boy
you couldn't even
buy the smell
I said
I knew there was something
I liked about this town
But it takes more
than that to bring me down
down down
'Cause there's
still a lot of wine
and lonely girls
In this best of
all possible worlds
Well they finally came
and told me they was
a gonna set me free
And I'd be leavin' town
if I knew
what was good for me
I said
It's nice to learn
that ev'rybody's
so concerned about my health
I said
I won't be leavin' no more
quicker than I can
'Cause I've enjoyed
about as much of this
as I can stand
And I don't need this town
of yours more
than I never needed nothin else
'Cause there's still a lot of
drinks
that I ain't drunk
And lots of pretty thoughts
that I ain't thunk
And lord there's still
so many lonely girls
In this best of
all possible worlds