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Edited on Fri Feb-27-09 07:23 PM by leftofthedial
Take the rosebush from my hair, Lord, it has a lot of thorns, What's the sprinkler doing on At this hour of the morn?
Comin' home at five a.m., Lord, the sidewalk sure is hard, Guess I drank too much again, Help me make it through the yard.
I don't care what's right or wrong, I'm too drunk to even stand, I ain't asking your assistance, But you're standing on my hand
Put some coffee on the stove, And we'll try to start the car, Let me get a breath of air Help me make it through the yard.
Get my lawyer on the phone (that's speed dial 1) Help me make it through the yard.
Seriously, Kristofferson had a three- or four-year run in Nashville that was pretty much unmatched. Stunning all-time great songs, one after another. It was like Koufax. A few otherworldly years and then done.
(Well, not really "done," although his acting career and lefty songs pretty much ended his songwriting career unless you found some magical way to keep following him.)
He's a national treasure.
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