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Best Of All Possible Worlds

Höfundur lags: Kris Kristofferson Flytjandi: Roger Miller Sent inn af: Anonymous

[G]I was [E7]runnin' through the summer rain

Tryin' to catch that evenin' train
And [A7]kill that old familiar pain

Weevin' through my tangled brain
But [D7]when I tipped my bottle back
I smacked into a cop I didn't [G]see  

That [E7]policeman said Mr. Cool

If you're ain't drunk then you're a fool
I said [A7]well if that's against the law

Then tell me why I never saw
A [D7]man locked in that jail of yours
Who wadn't just as lowdown poor as [G]me  

Well that was when someone turned out the [Am]lights
And [D7]I wound up in jail to spend the [G]nights
And dream of all the wine and lonely [C]girls
In [D7]this best of all possible [G]worlds

Well I [E7]woke up next morning

Feelin' like my head was gone
And like [A7]my thick old tongue was lickin'

Somethin' sick and wrong
And I [D7]told that man I'd sell my soul
If somethin' wet and cold is that old [G]cell

That [E7]kindly jailer just grinned at me

All eaten up with sympathy
Then he [A7]bought himself another beer

And came and whispered in my ear
That [D7]booze was just a dime a bottle boy
You couldn't even buy the [G]smell

I said I knew there was somethin' I liked about this [Am]town   
But [D7]it takes more than that to bring me [G]down down down down
But there's still a lot of wine and lonely [C]girls
In [D7]this best of all possible [G]worlds

Well [E7]they finally came and they told me

They was a gonna set me free
And I'd [A7]be leavin' town

If I knew what was good for me
I [D7]said it's nice to learn that
Everybody's so concerned about my [G]health

I [E7]said I won't be leavin'

No more quicker than I possibly can
Cause [A7]I've enjoyed about

This much of this as I can stand
And I [D7]don't need this town of yours
More than I never needed nothin' [G]else

Cause there's still a lotta drinks that I ain't [Am]drunk
Lots [D7]of pretty thoughts that I ain't never [G]thunk oh yeah
Lord there's still so many lonely [C]girls
In [D7]this best of all possible [G]worlds


I was runnin' through the summer rain

Tryin' to catch that evenin' train
And kill that old familiar pain

Weevin' through my tangled brain
But when I tipped my bottle back
I smacked into a cop I didn't see

That policeman said Mr. Cool

If you're ain't drunk then you're a fool
I said well if that's against the law

Then tell me why I never saw
A man locked in that jail of yours
Who wadn't just as lowdown poor as me

Well that was when someone turned out the lights
And I wound up in jail to spend the nights
And dream of all the wine and lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds

Well I woke up next morning

Feelin' like my head was gone
And like my thick old tongue was lickin'

Somethin' sick and wrong
And I told that man I'd sell my soul
If somethin' wet and cold is that old cell

That kindly jailer just grinned at me

All eaten up with sympathy
Then he bought himself another beer

And came and whispered in my ear
That booze was just a dime a bottle boy
You couldn't even buy the smell

I said I knew there was somethin' I liked about this town
But it takes more than that to bring me down down down down
But there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds

Well they finally came and they told me

They was a gonna set me free
And I'd be leavin' town

If I knew what was good for me
I said it's nice to learn that
Everybody's so concerned about my health

I said I won't be leavin'

No more quicker than I possibly can
Cause I've enjoyed about

This much of this as I can stand
And I don't need this town of yours
More than I never needed nothin' else

Cause there's still a lotta drinks that I ain't drunk
Lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't never thunk oh yeah
Lord there's still so many lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds

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