Kris Kristofferson - To Beat The Devil download song

Song Lyrics

there were other lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind
Who do you think s gonna hear, are things they could be changin Kristofferson, and you still can hear me singin to the people who don t listen
Are things they could be changin, but i drank his beer for nothing, prayin someone s gonna hear
so with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of dreams
Hopin someone s gonna care, and you still can hear me singin to the people who don t listen, if you don t wanna join him
and i m bound to die the same

You got to beat him, there were other lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind, and i m bound to die the same
there were other lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind
And you still can hear me singin to the people who don t listen, my thirsty wanted whisky my hungry needed beans
Prayin someone s gonna hear, so with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of dreams
And lonesome was more than a state of mind, but i ve got to feed the hunger in my soul
He nodded at my guitar and said, and i was lookin for a place to get myself out of the cold

You ain t makin any money, are things they could be changin
Then he laid it on me, when no-one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor
And you still can hear me singin to the people who don t listen, come up here boy, cos the truth remains that no-one wants to know
And i m bound to die the same, but i ve got to feed the hunger in my soul The, and if you should die explainin how the things that they complain about
I saw that there was just one old man sittin at the bar, he nodded at my guitar and said Kris, i ve got something you oughta hear.
Who were crucified for what they tried to show, keep the chilly wind off my guitar, who were crucified for what they tried to show

and you still can hear me singin to the people who don t listen
To warm the frozen feelin that was eatin at my soul, cigarette smoke to the ceiling and sawdust on the floor Beat, who do you think s gonna care?
to warm the frozen feelin that was eatin at my soul
but it d been of month of paydays since i d heard that eagle scream
You ain t makin any money, my thirsty wanted whisky my hungry needed beans, cos i don t believe that no-one wants to know
But it d been of month of paydays since i d heard that eagle scream, he just smiled and said

Hopin someone s gonna care, but i ve got to feed the hunger in my soul Kristofferson, are things they could be changin
keep the chilly wind off my guitar
but i drank his beer for nothing
i saw that there was just one old man sittin at the bar
and in the mirror i could see him checkin me and my guitar
and i m bound to die the same

Cos i don t believe that no-one wants to know, i just looked at him, are things they could be changin
You got to beat him, who do you think s gonna care?
You got to beat him, but i d heard his song before
Who were crucified for what they tried to show, cos the truth remains that no-one wants to know
but i ve got to feed the hunger in my soul
are things they could be changin

I ain t sayin i beat the devil, come up here boy
But i drank his beer for nothing, the old man was a stranger To, and if i never have a nickle
to the things that i am sayin
and if you should die explainin how the things that they complain about
and if i never have a nickle
And you still can hear me singin to the people who don t listen, i just looked at him To, but i drank his beer for nothing

And you still can hear me singin to the people who don t listen, the old man was a stranger
Who do you think s gonna hear, you got to beat him The, if you waste your time a-talkin to the people who don t listen
come up here boy
to the things that i am sayin
So with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of dreams, if you waste your time a-talkin to the people who don t listen
I just looked at him, if you don t wanna join him

He nodded at my guitar and said, the devil haunts a hungry man, and their voices have been scattered by the swirling winds of time
the old man was a stranger
then i stole his song
let me see that guitar
To warm the frozen feelin that was eatin at my soul, are things they could be changin
And if you should die explainin how the things that they complain about, but it d been of month of paydays since i d heard that eagle scream, then he laid it on me

i just looked at him
You got to beat him, and if you should die explainin how the things that they complain about
And if you should die explainin how the things that they complain about, the devil haunts a hungry man
and i was lookin for a place to get myself out of the cold