Beggar standin' on the corner sing your song sing it for a dime
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Give them all the pain you carried down the line
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Music's flying past their ears rising like a burble those who herd will follow
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The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow movin' down the ladder slow
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Where your friends on knee will help you
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And the cup of tin you carry is just the ticket to get you in
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Beggar standin' on the corner dry your eyes your time is nigh
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The tears your tastin' are only salty time
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Your music's lasted through the years
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Goin' through your troubles for the herd to follow
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The out of tune ravings...
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The crown of thorns you're wearin' is just the ticket to get you in
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The out of tune ravings...
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The out of tune ravings...
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Crippled Crow
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| Kris Kristofferson |
