โหลดเพลง mp3 Billy Dee (Live at the Philharmonic) - Kris Kristofferson

Billy Dee (Live at the Philharmonic) - Kris Kristofferson
Written by：Kris Kristofferson

Oh Billy Dee was seventeen when he turned twenty-one

Fooling with some foolish things he could've left alone
But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he couldn't name

Driven toward the darkness by the devils in his veins

All around the honky-tonks searching for a sign

Getting by on getting high on women words and wine

Some folks called him crazy lord and others called him free

We just called us lucky for the love of Billy Dee

Busy goin' his own way and speakin' his own words

Facin' and forgettin' every warnin' that he heard

Makin' friends and takin' any crazy chance he could
Getting busted for the bad times and believin' in the good

Billy took a beatin' from a world he meant no harm

The score was written in the scars upon his arm

Some felt he was payin' for the life he tried to lead

But all we felt was sorry for our good friend Billy Dee

It may be his soul was bigger than a body's ought to be

Singing 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 as the one he left behind

Yesterday they found him on the floor of his hotel

Reachin' toward the needle lord that drove him down to hell

Some said it was suicide others blame the speed

We just called it crucified when Billy Dee OD'd