Luyện nghe bài hát The Pilgrim

THE
WITH KRISTOFFERSON
WRITER KRISTOFFERSON

See him wasted on the in his jacket and his jeans
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a
he had a future full of money love and dreams
Which he spent like was going out of style
And he right on a changin' for the better or the worse
And for a shrine he's never found
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a
Or if the going up is to coming down
He's a he's a picker he's a prophet he's a pusher
He's a and a preacher and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walking contradiction partly and partly fiction
Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back
He has tasted good and evil in bedrooms and your bars
And he's traded in tomorrow for
Runnin' from the devils Lord and reachin' for the
And losin' all he along the way
But if this world keeps right on turning for the better or the
All he ever gets is older and
the rocking of the cradle to the rolling of the hearse
The going up was worth the down
He's a he's a picker...
There's lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back