Kris Kristofferson – Crippled Crow lyrics

Beggar standing on the corner sing your song
Sing it for a dime
Give them all the pain you’ve carried down the line
Your music’s flying past their ears…
Glowing through your troubles for the hurt to follow
The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow
Moving down the ladder slow
We’re your friends hon and we will help you
And the cup of tin you carry is just a ticket to get you in

Beggar standing on the corner, dry your eyes
Your time is nigh
The tears your tasting now are only salty times
Your music’s lasted through the years
Rising like a bubble for the hurt to follow
The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow, moving down the ladder slow
We’re your friends hon and we will help you
The crown of thorns you’re wearing is just a ticket to get you in
The out of tune ravings of the Crippled Crow
Moving down the ladder slow
We’re your friends and we will help you