Аккорды Kris Kristofferson - The Pilgrim Chapter 33

[Verse]
G
See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
        C                              G
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
C                            G                Em
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
         A7                              D
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style
       G
And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,
C               D                G
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found
      C                          G            
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,
          C           D                G
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down

[Chorus]
       C
He's a poet, he's a picker
       G
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
       D                                               G
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
       C                             G
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
       D                                            G
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

(Key Change to A)

[Verse]
       A
He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
         D                      A
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
D                                  A                F#m
Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,
    B7                      E
And losin' all he's loved along the way
            A
But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse,
           D            E         A
And all he ever gets is older and around
         D                            A              
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,
    D            E               A
The goin' up was worth the comin' down

[Chorus]
       D
He's a poet, he's a picker
       A
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
       E                                               A
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
       D                             A
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
       E                                            A
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

[Outro]
          E                                                A
There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonesome way back home