Crippled Crow

Beggar standing on the corner sing your song Sing it for a dime Bring them all the pain you've carried down the line Your music's flying past their ears Glowing through your troubles for the hurt to follow The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow Moving down the ladder slow We're your friends hon and we will help you And the cup of tin you carry is just a ticket to get you in Beggar standing on the corner dry your eyes Your time is nigh The tears you're tasting now are only salty times Your music's lasted through the years Glowing through your troubles for the hurt to follow The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow Moving down the ladder slow We're your friends hon will help you And the crown of thorns you're wearing is just your ticket to get in The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow Moving down the ladder slow We're your friends hon and we will help you The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow --- Crippled Crow - Kris Kristofferson