Chords for Kris Kristofferson - The pilgrim, Chapter 33 (Cisco Pike, 1971)

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_ _ _ _ _ _ See him wasted on the _ sidewalks, in his jacket and his jeans,
wearing [C] _ _ yesterday's _ misfortunes like [G] a smile. _ _ _ _
_ Once he had a future full [G] of money, love, and [Em] dreams,
which [A] he spent like they was going [D] out of style. _ _ _ _
[G] And he keeps right on a-changing, _ for the better or the worse,
_ _ _ [C] searching for a [D] shrine he's never found, _ _ _ _
_ never [C] knowing if _ believing is a blessing or a curse,
or if the going [G] up was [D]
worth the coming [G] down. _ _ _
[A] _ [Bm] He's a [C] mohwit, he's a picker, he's [G] a prophet,
_ he's a pusher, _ he's a [D] pilgrim, and a preacher,
and a problem when [A] he's stoned.
He's [C] a walk in _ contradictions, partly [G] truth and partly fiction,
_ taking [D] the ever wrong _ direction on his lonely way [G] back home. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
and [D] he's traded in tomorrow for today, _ _ _ _ _
_ running from his [Bm] devil's lord [A] and reaching for the [F#] _ _
stars,
[B] and losing all he loved along [E] the _ way.
_ But if [A] this world keeps right on turning, for the better or the worse,
and all [D] he ever gets is older [A] and around, _ _ _ _
from [D] the rocking of the cradle [A] to the rolling of the hearse,
[C#m] the going up was [E] worth the coming [A] _ down.
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He's [D] a mohwit, he's a [Bm] picker, he's [A] a prophet, _ he's a pusher, _
[E] he's a pilgrim, and a preacher, and a problem [A] when he's [C#] stoned.
He's [D] a walk in _ contradictions, partly [A] truth and partly fiction, _
[E] taking the ever wrong direction on his lonely way back [B] home.
He's [D] a mohwit, he's a picker, he's a prophet, _ [A] he's a pusher, _
[E] he's a pilgrim, and a preacher, and a [Bm] problem when he's [B] stoned.
He's [D] a walk in _ contradictions, partly [A] truth and partly fiction, _
[E] taking the ever wrong _ direction on his lonely way [A] back home. _
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ You [N] wanna keep it, right?
Yeah. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Hey man, _ _ _ _ _ _ what's that? _
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_ On the hill. _ _ _ _
_ _ Who the hell's that? _ _ _
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Somebody you know? _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ You try to set me up. _ _
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_ _ I [N] don't know who that is.
Who the hell is it?
_ Me, I'm a mohwit. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Woo! _ _ _ _ _ _