Kris Kristofferson - The junkie and the juicehead minus me
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The Junkie and The Juicehead, Minus Me
From the album Kristofferson
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I was stDumble bummin' down them neon MGusic City sidewalks
With a jAunkie and a juicehead who had prGoblems of their Down
Stuck with lDuck that kept me standin' just a stGep away from starvin'
And some tAalent that I swore I'd show befGore I'd go back hDome
Eighty dGays out of the army makin' neither love nor money
And my oDnly set of clothes was gettin' clEoser to the bAone
Then the jDunkie placed an order with the prGophet on the corner
While he tAold us of the soul that he'd been sGellin' for a sDong
[Chorus]
He said my fGortune was my future, but I lDet it slip away
Slowly smAokin' myself broke on eighty cGigarettes a dDay
FGindin' out that crime ain't all there Dis that doesn't pay
A N.C.
And writin' songs for no one but myself and the juicehead, who said,
"GIf I can read my fortune in the bDottom of a glass,
And AI can see it's time for me to mDake my last request:
Will you fGill my grave with whiskey when I'm lDaid away to rest,
So the bAoys can say I drank my way to hDell?"
[Verse 2]
Well, I drDank the whole thing over puttin' oGne and two together
And it aAdded up to more of what I dGidn't want to Dbe
I ain't blDamin' Music City, but it's oGnly gonna see me
One more wAorkday and a wake up and the tGime it takes to lDeave
'Cause I gGot a dirty picture of what could have been my future
In a prDophet pushin' daydreams on the cEorner for a fAee
And a wDino lookin' lonely at a bGottle gettin' empty
And a hAungry lookin' junkie huntin' tGea and sympatDhy
[Chorus]
And I bGet that junkie's laughin' at the lDife he threw away
While he's smAokin' hisself broke on eighty cGigarettes a dDay
PlGeadin' down the prophet to a prDice that he can pay
A N.C.
And writin' words that no one's gonna see but the juicehead, who said
GEvery empty bottle is his prDivate crystal ball
Where he stAares into the future, findin' nDothin' there at all,
Which is Gall I'll miss tomorrow when them nDeon shadows fall
On a jAunkie and a juicehead, minus mDe.A D