You know what I mean...
My Ode To Kris - Daniel Clarke
I'd rather hear this old frog
Croak out his songs with soul
Than to hear from some perfectionist
Play empty Rock 'n' Roll
I'd rather hear mistaken words
From his fading, honest heart
Than to hear some latest tune
That's somehow made the chart
Kristofferson's been my hero
Through his crazy ups and down
And he'll always be my hallmark
With the right to wear the crown
Yes, Kristofferson's my hero
Over years and many mile
Whenever I hear his music
It always brings a smile
Now in the twilight, on the stage
More faded than his jeans
Words fall like gilded treasures
More treasured than they seem
For I'd rather hear this old frog
Croak out his songs with soul
Than to hear from some perfectionist
Play empty Rock 'n' Roll
Yes, I'd rather hear mistaken words
From his fading, honest heart
Than to hear some latest tune
That's somehow made the chart
Kristofferson's been my hero
Through his crazy ups and down
And he'll always be my hallmark
With the right to wear the crown
Kristofferson's my hero
Over years and many mile
And when ever I hear his music
It always brings a smile
Live on, my friend. Live on!
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