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To Beat The Devil Kris Kristofferson
It[G] was winter time in Nashville,d[C/G]own on music city r[G]ow
And i was lookin' for a place to g[D]et myself out of the cold [C/G]
To warm the frozen feelin' that was[G] eatin' at my [Em]soul [C/G]
And keep the chilly wind off my gu[D]itar
Verse 2:(spoken)
My[G] thirsty wanted whisky,my [C/G]hungry needed be[G]ans
But it'd been of month of paydays since i'[D]ve heard that eagle scream
So w[C/G]ith my stomach full of empty[G] and my pockets full of d[Em]reams [C/G]
I left my pride and stepped inside a [D]bar
Bridge:(spoken)
A[Em]ctually i guess you'd could call it a Ta[C/G]vern...
Cigarette smoke to the ceiling and stardust on the flo[D]or
Friendly shadows [G]
Verse 3:(spoken)
I s[G]aw that there was just one old man[C/G] sittin' at the [G]bar
And in the mirror i could see him checkin' me[D] and my guitar [C/G]
He turned,and said[G] "Come up here boy,and s[Em]how us what you are" [C/G]
I said "I'm dry"-and he brought me a [D]beer
Verse 1-bis:(spoken)
He n[G]odded at my guitar and said "I[C/G]t's a tough life,ain't[G] it"
I just looked at him,and he said "You ai[D]n't makin' any money,are you?" [C/G]
I said "You've been readin' my mail"[G].He just smiled and said "[Em]Let me see your guitar" [C/G]
I'[C/G]ve got something you want to h[G]ear.Then he laid it on me
Verse sang 1:
If [G]you waste your time of talkin' to the [C/G]people who don't listen
To the th[G]ings that you are sayin',who do you t[D]hink's gonna hear
And if y[G]ou should die explaining how the t[C/G]hings that they complain about
Are th[G]ings they could be changin' who do you[D] think's gonna c[G]are
There were [D]other lonely singers in a wo[C/G]rld turned deaf and bl[G]ind
Who were crucified for what they tried to sh[D]ow
And their v[G]oice's have been scattered by this w[C/G]orld and winds of t[G]imes
Cause the truth remains that [D]no one wants to k[G]now
Verse 4:(spoken)
We[G]ll,the old man was a stranger,but i'd[C/G] heard his song bef[G]ore
Back when failure had me locked out on t[D]he wrong side of the door [C/G]
When no one stood behind me but my[G] shadow on the fl[Em]oor [C/G]
And lonesome was more than a state of [D]mind
Verse 2-bis:(spoken)
You s[G]ee,the devil haunts a hungry man[C/G],and if you don't wanna join h[G]im
You got to be[D]at him [C/G]
I ain't sayin' i beat the devil[G] but i drank his b[Em]eer for nothing [C/G]
Then i stole his s[G]ong
Verse sang 2:
And you s[G]till can hear me singin' to the p[C/G]eople who don't listen
To the th[G]ings that i am sayin',prayin' s[D]omeones gonna hear
And i g[G]uess i'll die explainig how the t[C/G]hings that they complain about
Are th[G]ings they could be changin',hopin' s[D]omeones gonna ca[G]re
I was b[D]orn a lonely singer,and i'm b[C/G]ound to die the s[G]ame
But i've got to feed the hunger in my s[D]oul
And if i n[G]ever have a nickle i won't [C/G]ever die asha[G]med
Cause i don't believe that [D]no one wants to kn[G]ow
Thanks to Jan Ekeland for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr
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