• Song:

    To Beat The Devil

  • Artist:

    Kris Kristofferson

  • Album:

    KRIS KRISTOFFERSON/ME &...

Verse 1:(spoken) 
          G                              C/G                G  
        It was winter time in Nashville,down on music city row 
                                          D                          C/G 
        And i was lookin' for a place to get myself out of the cold 
                                           G             Em    C/G 
        To warm the frozen feelin' that was eatin' at my soul 
                                          D 
        And keep the chilly wind off my guitar 
 
Verse 2:(spoken) 
          G                         C/G             G   
        My thirsty wanted whisky,my hungry needed beans 
                                                  D  
        But it'd been of month of paydays since i've heard that eagle scream 
            C/G                         G                        Em     C/G 
        So with my stomach full of empty and my pockets full of dreams 
                                             D             
        I left my pride and stepped inside a bar 
 
Bridge:(spoken) 
         Em                                      C/G   
        Actually i guess you'd could call it a Tavern... 
                                                              D    
        Cigarette smoke to the ceiling and stardust on the floor 
                           G 
        Friendly shadows 
 
Verse 3:(spoken) 
           G                                 C/G             G   
        I saw that there was just one old man sittin' at the bar 
                                                     D              C/G  
        And in the mirror i could see him checkin' me and my guitar 
                          G                       Em                   C/G   
        He turned,and said "Come up here boy,and show us what you are" 
                                             D 
        I said "I'm dry"-and he brought me a beer 
 
Verse 1-bis:(spoken) 
            G                             C/G                   G    
        He nodded at my guitar and said "It's a tough life,ain't it" 
                                                D                               C/G                    
        I just looked at him ,and he said "You ain't makin' any money,are you?" 
                                            G                         Em                       C/G      
        I said "You've been readin' my mail".He just smiled and said "Let me see your guitar" 
          C/G                           G 
        I've got something you want to hear.Then he laid it on me 
 
Verse sang 1: 
           G                                     C/G     
        If you waste your time of talkin' to the people who don't listen 
                 G                                    D 
        To the things that you are sayin',who do you think's gonna hear 
                G                                 C/G  
        And if you should die explaining how the things that they complain about 
              G                                     D               G      
        Are things they could be changin' who do you think's gonna care 
                   D                           C/G                   G              
        There were other lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind 
                                                    D 
        Who were crucified for what they tried to show 
                   G                                   C/G                G    
        And their voice's have been scattered by this world and winds of times 
                                     D                G   
        Cause the truth remains that no one wants to know 
 
Verse 4:(spoken) 
          G                                    C/G                G   
        Well,the old man was a stranger,but i'd heard his song before 
                                                D                          C/G 
        Back when failure had me locked out on the wrong side of the door 
                                          G                Em   C/G   
        When no one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor 
                                              D 
        And lonesome was more than a state of mind 
 
Verse 2-bis:(spoken) 
             G                               C/G                           G 
        You see,the devil haunts a hungry man,and if you don't wanna join him 
                     D       C/G 
        You got to beat him 
                                       G                 Em               C/G 
        I ain't sayin' i beat the devil but i drank his beer for nothing 
                          G 
        Then i stole his song 
 
Verse sang 2: 
                 G                                C/G  
        And you still can hear me singin' to the people who don't listen 
                 G                              D 
        To the things that i am sayin',prayin' someones gonna hear 
               G                                C/G  
        And i guess i'll die explainig how the things that they complain about 
              G                                   D               G 
        Are things they could be changin',hopin' someones gonna care 
               D                            C/G              G             
        I was born a lonely singer,and i'm bound to die the same 
                                               D 
        But i've got to feed the hunger in my soul 
                  G                          C/G          G  
        And if i never have a nickle i won't ever die ashamed 
                                   D                 G  
        Cause i don't believe that no one wants to know
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