Kris Kristofferson (65,69 %)
The Silver Tongued Devil and I (71,79 %)
In collection
Released: 1971
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
2
Year (1971):
25
Decade (1970's):
151
Overall:
764
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1.
The Silver Tongued Devil and I
 04:18
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2.
Jody and the Kid
 03:04
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3.
Billy Dee
02:56
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4.
Good Christian Soldier
03:21
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5.
Breakdown (A Long Way from Home)
02:42
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6.
Loving Her Was Easier (Than Anything I'll Ever Do Again)
 03:47
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7.
The Taker
 03:13
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8.
When I Loved Her
03:01
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9.
The Pilgrim, Chapter 33
 03:10
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10.
Epitaph (Black and Blue)
03:24
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Album length:
32:56
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Lyrics |
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1.
The Silver Tongued Devil and I
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I took myself down to the Tally-Ho Tavern to buy me a bottle of beer I sat me down by a tender young maiden whose eyes were as dark as her hair And as I was searchin' from bottle to bottle for something unfoolish to say That silver tongued devil just slipped from the shadows and smilingly stole her away I said hey little girl don't you know he's a devil he's everything that I ain't Hidin' intentions of evil under the smile of a saint All he's good for is gettin' in trouble and shiftin' his share of the blame And some people swear he's my double and some even say we're the same But the silver tongued devil's got nothing to lose and I'll only live till I die We take our own chances and pay our own dues - the silver tongued devil and I Like all the fair maidens who've laid down beside him She knew in her heart that he'd lied But nothing that I could've said could've saved her no matter how hard that I tried Cause she'll offer her charms to the darkness and danger Of something that she's never known And open her arms at the smile of a stranger\r Who'll love her and leave her alone And you know he's a devil he's everything that I ain't Hidin' intentions of evil under the smile of a saint All he's good for is gettin' in trouble and shiftin' his share of the blame And some people swear he's my double and some even say we're the same But the silver tongued devil's got nothing to lose and I'll only live till I die We take our own chances and pay our own dues - the silver tongued devil and I |
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2.
Jody and the Kid
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She would meet me in the morning on my way down to the river Waitin' patient by the chinaberry tree With her feet already dusty from the pathway to the levee And her little blue jeans rolled up to her knees I paid her no attention as she tagged along beside me Trying hard to copy everything I did But I couldn't keep from smiling when I'd hear somebody saying Looky yonder, there goes Jody and the kid Even after we grew older we could still be seen together As we walked along the levee holding hands For as surely as the seasons she was changing to a woman And I'd lived enough to call myself a man And she often lay beside me in the coolness of the evening Till the morning sun was shining on my bed And at times when she was sleeping I would smile when I'd remember How they used to call us Jody and the kid Now the world's a little older and the years have changed the river Cause there's houses where they didn't used to be And on Sundays I go walking down the pathway to the levee With another little girl who follows me And it makes the old folks smile to see her tag along beside me Doin' little things the way her mama did But it gets a little lonesome when I hear somebody saying Looky yonder there goes Jody and the kid |
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Billy Dee
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Billy Dee was seventeen when he turned twenty-one Fooling with some foolish things he could've left alone But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he couldn't name Driven toward the darkness by the devils in his veins All around the honky tonks searching for a sign Gettin' by on gettin' high on women, words and wine Some folks called him crazy Lord others called him free But we just called us lucky for the love of Billy Dee Busy goin' his own way and speakin' his own words Facin' and forgettin' every warning that he heard Making friends and takin' any crazy chance he could Gettin' busted for the bad times and believin' in the good Billy took a beatin' from a world he meant no harm The score was written in the scars upon his arm Some felt he was paying for the life he tried to lead But all we felt was sorry for our good friend Billy Dee It may be his soul was bigger than a body's oughta be Singin' songs and bringin' laughter to the likes of you and me Cause the world he saw was sadder than the one he hoped to find But it wasn't near as lonesome as the one he left behind Yesterday they found him on the floor of his hotel Reachin' toward the needle Lord that drove him down to hell Some folks called it suicide others blamed the speed But we just called it crucified when Billy Dee O.D.'d |
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Good Christian Soldier
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Not so long ago in Oklahoma the son of an Okie preacher knelt to pray He said Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier just like you And fight to build a new and better day Now many years and miles from Oklahoma That same young Okie boy still kneels to pray But he don't pray to be no Christian soldier anymore He just prays to make it through another day Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry But we're playin' cards writin' home havin' lots of fun Telling jokes and learning how to die Now the things I've come to know seem so confusin' It's gettin' hard to tell what's wrong from right I can't seperate the winners from the losers anymore And I'm thinking of just giving up the fight Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry But we're playin' cards writin' home and ain't we havin' fun Turning on and learning how to die |
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Breakdown (A Long Way from Home)
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The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving There's nobody nobody knows on the street A few stranded souls standing cold at the station And nowhere to go but to bed and to sleep Lord would you look at you now that you're here ain't you Proud of your peers and the long way you've come All alone all the way on your own who's to say That you've thrown it away for a song\r Boy you've sure come a long way from home So it's so long to so many so far behind you Fair-weather friends that you no longer know You still got the same lonely songs to remind you Of someone you seemed to be so long ago Lord would you look at you now that you're here ain't you Proud of your peers and the long way you've come All alone all the way on your own who's to say That you've thrown it away for a song\r Boy you've sure come a long way from home |
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Loving Her Was Easier (Than Anything I'll Ever Do Again)
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I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies Turning on the world the way she smiled upon my soul as I lay dying Healing as the colors in the sunshine and the shadows of her eyes Waking in the morning to the feeling of her fingers on my skin Wiping out the traces of the people and the places that I've been Teaching me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying Talking of tomorrow and the money love and time we have to spend Loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again Coming close together with a feeling that I've never known before in my time She ain't ashamed to be a woman or afraid to be a friend I don't know the answer to the easy way she opened every door in my mind But dreaming was as easy as believing it was never gonna end And loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again |
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The Taker
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He's a giver - he'll give her the kind of attention that she's never known He's a teacher - he'll teach her to open the doors that she can't on her own He's a lover - he'll love her in ways that she never has been loved before He's a getter - he'll get her by gettin' her into the world she's been hungerin' for He's a charmer - he'll charm her with money and manners that I never learned He's a leader - he'll lead her across pretty bridges he's plannin' to burn He's a talker - he'll talk her right off of her feet but he won't talk for long Cause he's a doer and he'll do her the way that I never damned if he won't do her wrong Cause he's a taker - he'll take her to places and make her Fly higher than she's ever dared to He'll take his time before takin' advantage takin' her easy and slow And after he's taken the body and soul that she gives him He'll take her for granted Then he'll take off and leave her, taking all of her pride as she goes Yes he's a taker - he'll take her to places and make her Fly higher than she's ever dared to He'll take his time before takin' advantage takin' her easy and slow And after he's taken the body and soul that she gives him He'll take her for granted Then he'll take off and leave her, taking all of her pride as she goes |
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When I Loved Her
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Well she didn't look as pretty as some others I have known And she wasn't good at conversation when we were alone But she had a way of making me believe that I belong And it felt like coming home when I found her Cause she seemed to be so proud of me just walking holding hands And she didn't think that money was a measure of a man And we seemed to fit together when I held her in my arms And it left me feeling warm when I loved her Cause she brightened up the day like the early morning sun And she made what I was doing seem worthwhile It's the closest thing to living that I guess I've ever known And it made me want to smile when I loved her I know some of us were born to cast our fortunes to the winds And I guess I'm bound to travel down a road that never ends But I know I'll never look upon the likes of her again And I'll never understand why I lost her Cause she brightened up the day like the early morning sun And she made what I was doing seem worthwhile It's the closest thing to living that I guess I've ever known And it made me want to smile when I loved her |
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The Pilgrim, Chapter 33
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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 going out of style And he keeps right on a changin' for the better or the worse And searchin' for a shrine he's never found Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse Or if the going up is worth to coming 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 walking contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction Taking 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 the devil Lord and reachin' for the stars And losin' all he loved along the way But if this world keeps right on turning for the better or the worse All he ever gets is older and around From the rocking of the cradle to the rolling of the hearse The going up was worth the coming 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 walking contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home There's a lot of wrong directions on that lonely way back home |
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10.
Epitaph (Black and Blue)
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Her close friends have gathered Lord ain't it a shame Grieving together, sharing the blame But when she was dying Lord we let her down There's no use crying it can't help her now The party's all over drink up and go home it's too late to love her and leave her alone Just say she was someone Lord so far from home Whose life was so lonesome she died all alone Who dreamed pretty dreams that never came true Lord why was she born so black and blue oh why was she born so black and blue |