Kris Kristofferson lyrics
Kris Kristofferson lyrics
"From The Bottle To The Bottom lyrics"
Automatic lyrics
I think, I think I know it all, but can I be sure of the things I've grown to know, and can I say I know it all, when rules just guide me to blindly follow and things are automatic when you see
I think, I think I know it all, but can I be sure of the things I've grown to know, and can I say I know it all, when rules just guide me to blindly follow and things are automatic when you see
You ask me if I'm happy now That's good as any joke I've heard It seems that since I've seen you last I done forgot the meaning of the words If happiness is empty rooms And drinkin' in the afternoon Well I suppose I'm happy as a clam But if it's got a thing to do With smilin' of forgettin' you Well I don't guess that I could say I am Chorus: Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants Because he's never seen a single dream come true That's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started falling >From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool Learnin' hard to live with loWicked Game lyricssin' you You wonder if I'm better off With freedom now to do the things I choose With all my times my own and I got nothin' left but sleepin' time to lose There's no one here to carry on If I stay out the whole night long or give a tankerous damn if I don't call I'm livin' like I wanted to And doin' things I wanna do And nothin' means a thing to me at all Chorus: Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone Withou
The world was on fire, no-one could save me but you It's strange what desire will make foolish people do I'd never dreamed that I'd need somebody like you And I'd never dreamed that I'd need somebodBema Seat lyricst a blanket on to keep him from the dew When the water from the weeds soaked the paper He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants Because he's never seen a single dream come true That's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started falling >From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool Learnin' hard to live with losin' you
Romans 14:10, I Corinthians 3:12-15 Words & Music by Bob Hartman When our labor all retire there will be a trial by fire Will your treasure pass the test Or will it burn up with t