Kris Kristofferson – Best Of All Possible Worlds (Guitar)

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        I was running through the summer rain

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        And kill that old familiar pain

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        But when I tipped my bottle back

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        I smacked into a cop I didn't see

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        That policeman said mister cool

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        I said if that's against the law

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        A man locked in that jail of yours

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        Who wasn't just as lowdown poor as me

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        Well, that was when someone turned out the lights

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        And I wound up in jail to spend the night

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        And dream of all the wine and lonely girls

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        In this best of all possible worlds

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        Well, I woke up next morning

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        And like my thick old tongue was lickin'

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        And I told that man I'd sell my soul

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        For something wet and cold as that old cell

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        That kindly jailer grinned at me

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        Then poured himself another beer

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        If booze was just a dime a bottle, boy

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        You couldn't even buy the smell

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        I said I knew that there was something I liked about this town

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        But it takes more than that to bring me down, down, down

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        'Cause there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls

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        In this best of all possible worlds

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        Well, they finally came and told me

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        And I'd be leaving town

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        I said it's nice to learn that

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        Everybody's so concerned about my health

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        I said I won't be leaving

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        'Cause I've enjoyed about

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        And I don't need this town of yours

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        More than I never needed nothin' else

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        'Cause there's still a lotta drinks that I ain't drunk

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        Lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thunk, oh yeah

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        Lord, there's still so many lonely girls

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        In this best of all possible worlds