Interpret:

Kris Kristofferson

Album:

The Silver Tongued Devil And I

The clubs are all closed, and the ladies are leavin'
There's nobody nobody knows on the street
A few stranded souls standin' cold at the station
And nowhere to go but to bed and to sleep


Lord would you look at you
Now that you're here ain't you
Proud of your peers
And the long way you've come


All alone all the way
On your own, who's to say
That you've, thrown it away for a song
Boy you've, sure come a long way from home


So it's so long so many so far behind you
Fair-weather friends that you no longer know
You still got the same lonely songs to remind you
Of someone you seemed to be, so long ago


Lord would you look at you
Now that you're here ain't you
Proud of your peers
And the long way you've come


All alone all the way
On your own, who's to say
That you've, thrown it away for a song
Boy you've, sure come a long way from home