Crippled Crow — текст песни (Kris Kristofferson)

Beggar standin` on the corner sing your song sing it for a dime
Give them all the pain you carried down the line
Music`s flying past their ears rising like a burble those who herd will follow
The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow movin` down the ladder slow
Where your friends on knee will help you
And the cup of tin you carry is just the ticket to get you in

Beggar standin` on the corner dry your eyes your time is nigh
The tears your tastin` are only salty time
Your music`s lasted through the years
Goin` through your troubles for the herd to follow
The out of tune ravings...
The crown of thorns you`re wearin` is just the ticket to get you in
The out of tune ravings...
The out of tune ravings...