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Kris Kristofferson Please Don T Tell Me How The Story Ends The Publishing Demos1968 72

' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee Me and Bobby McGee Me and Bobby

' songs and bringin' laughter to the likes of you and me 'Cause the world he saw was sadder than the one he hoped to find But it wasn't near as lonesome

for you It hurts to see the hurt beneath your laughter And your lies And try in vain to feel the painful secret Locked behind your eyes And I can't

and I dig Johnny Cash And I think Waylon Jennings is a table thumpin' smash Hearin' Joni Mitchell feels as good as smokin' grass And if you don't like

Just let me go on loving and believing 'Till it's over Please don't tell me how the story ends Please don't tell me how the story ends

Take me home to something's Gonna smile at me again I said, take me home to something's Gonna smile at me again Take me home to something's Gonna smile

I heard the front door closing softly As I wakened from my sleep With the last touch of her kips, Lord Like a whisper on my cheek And I cursed the sun

home Sick of spendin' Sundays wishing they were Mondays Settin' in a park alone So give my best to anyone who's left who ever done me Any lovin' way but wrong Tell