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Pilgrim, those are dry and bitter tears And lonely eyes look way beyond your years Pilgrim, did you drink the mercury? Your lips turn blue and you're
I am a pilgrim and a stranger Traveling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it's not not made by hand I got
THE PILGRIM WITH KRIS KRISTOFFERSON WRITER KRIS KRISTOFFERSON See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes
Beauty things sing to me As a chorus As a flock the wild seas Sway before us Hail as a hand is my mail The thrush is my love And the whale is a
Peregrine falcon hooded and flying Whither you go blindly over the mountain Oh, your boat upon the sea are very beautiful to view By me, by me, by me
This journey started long ago When will it end? I don't know My ship's been stranded many times I've missed some chances, yes I know My tale is not ?
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
I am a pilgrim and a stranger Traveling through this wearisome land And I got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it's not, not made by hand I
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
As dawn melted my heart I opened up my eyes Red roses from above Were planted inside of me And when the never fading love Was established in my heart
Rain like static falling in my eyes Rain like static on the road Rain on the loners and the regular thieves Everybody else has gone home If I could stay