Chords for Kris Kristofferson - The Pilgrim, Chapter 33 (1971)
Tempo:
83.125 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
C
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] I started writing this song about Chris Gantry, ended up writing about Dennis Hopper, Johnny
Cash, Norman Norbert, Funky Donnie Fritt, Billy Swan, Bobby Neuwerth, Jerry Jeff Walker,
and Paul Sebo, and Rambo and Jack Elliott had a lot to do with it.
See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans, [C] wearing yesterday's misfortunes
like a [G] smile.
[C] Once he had a future full [G] of money, love, [Em] and dreams, [A] which he spent like
they was golden out [D] of style.
[G]
And he keeps right on a-changin' for the better or the
worse,
[C] searchin' for [D] a shrine he's never [G] found.
Never [C] knowin' if believin' is [G] a blessing
or a curse, [C] or if a-goin' up [D] was worth a-comin' [G] down.
[C] He's a poet, and he's a picker.
He's
[G] a prophet, and he's a pusher.
[D] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when [G] he's stoned.
[C] He's a-walkin' contradictions, [G] partly truth and partly fiction, [D] takin' every 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 tradin' in tomorrow for [A] today.
[D] Runnin' from his devil's [A] lord and reachin' for [F#m] the
stars, [B] losin' all the love along [E] the way.
But if [A] this world keeps right on turnin' for
the better or the worse, and [D] all he ever [E] gets is older [A] and around, from [D] the rockin' of the
cradle to [A] the rollin' of the hearse, [D] a-goin' up [E] was worth a [A]-comin' down.
[D] He's a poet, and
he's a picker.
He's [A] a prophet, and he's a pusher.
[E] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and
a problem when [A] he's stoned.
He's [D] a-walkin' contradictions, partly [A] truth and partly fiction,
[E] takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way [A] back home.
[E] There's a lot of wrong directions
on this earth.
[A]
Cash, Norman Norbert, Funky Donnie Fritt, Billy Swan, Bobby Neuwerth, Jerry Jeff Walker,
and Paul Sebo, and Rambo and Jack Elliott had a lot to do with it.
See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans, [C] wearing yesterday's misfortunes
like a [G] smile.
[C] Once he had a future full [G] of money, love, [Em] and dreams, [A] which he spent like
they was golden out [D] of style.
[G]
And he keeps right on a-changin' for the better or the
worse,
[C] searchin' for [D] a shrine he's never [G] found.
Never [C] knowin' if believin' is [G] a blessing
or a curse, [C] or if a-goin' up [D] was worth a-comin' [G] down.
[C] He's a poet, and he's a picker.
He's
[G] a prophet, and he's a pusher.
[D] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when [G] he's stoned.
[C] He's a-walkin' contradictions, [G] partly truth and partly fiction, [D] takin' every 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 tradin' in tomorrow for [A] today.
[D] Runnin' from his devil's [A] lord and reachin' for [F#m] the
stars, [B] losin' all the love along [E] the way.
But if [A] this world keeps right on turnin' for
the better or the worse, and [D] all he ever [E] gets is older [A] and around, from [D] the rockin' of the
cradle to [A] the rollin' of the hearse, [D] a-goin' up [E] was worth a [A]-comin' down.
[D] He's a poet, and
he's a picker.
He's [A] a prophet, and he's a pusher.
[E] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and
a problem when [A] he's stoned.
He's [D] a-walkin' contradictions, partly [A] truth and partly fiction,
[E] takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way [A] back home.
[E] There's a lot of wrong directions
on this earth.
[A]
Key:
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[G] _ _ _ I started writing this song about Chris Gantry, ended up writing about Dennis Hopper, Johnny
Cash, _ _ _ Norman Norbert, Funky Donnie Fritt, Billy Swan, Bobby Neuwerth, Jerry Jeff Walker,
and Paul Sebo, and _ _ Rambo and Jack Elliott had a lot to do with it. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans, [C] wearing yesterday's misfortunes
like a [G] smile. _ _
[C] Once he had a future full [G] of money, love, [Em] and dreams, [A] which he spent like
they was golden out [D] of style.
_ _ [G]
And he keeps right on a-changin' for the better or the
worse, _
[C] searchin' for [D] a shrine he's never [G] found.
_ Never [C] knowin' if believin' is [G] a blessing
or a curse, [C] or if a-goin' up [D] was worth a-comin' [G] down. _ _
[C] He's a poet, and he's a picker.
He's
[G] a prophet, and he's a pusher.
[D] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when [G] he's stoned.
[C] He's a-walkin' contradictions, [G] partly truth and partly fiction, [D] takin' every 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 tradin' in tomorrow for [A] today.
_ _ _ [D] Runnin' from his devil's [A] lord and reachin' for [F#m] the
stars, [B] losin' all the love along [E] the way.
_ But if [A] this world keeps right on turnin' for
the better or the worse, and [D] all he ever [E] gets is older [A] and around, _ from [D] the rockin' of the
cradle to [A] the rollin' of the hearse, [D] a-goin' up [E] was worth a [A]-comin' down.
_ _ [D] He's a poet, and
he's a picker.
He's [A] a prophet, and he's a pusher.
[E] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and
a problem when [A] he's stoned.
He's [D] a-walkin' contradictions, partly [A] truth and partly fiction,
[E] takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way [A] back home. _ _
[E] There's a lot of wrong directions
on this earth.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Cash, _ _ _ Norman Norbert, Funky Donnie Fritt, Billy Swan, Bobby Neuwerth, Jerry Jeff Walker,
and Paul Sebo, and _ _ Rambo and Jack Elliott had a lot to do with it. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans, [C] wearing yesterday's misfortunes
like a [G] smile. _ _
[C] Once he had a future full [G] of money, love, [Em] and dreams, [A] which he spent like
they was golden out [D] of style.
_ _ [G]
And he keeps right on a-changin' for the better or the
worse, _
[C] searchin' for [D] a shrine he's never [G] found.
_ Never [C] knowin' if believin' is [G] a blessing
or a curse, [C] or if a-goin' up [D] was worth a-comin' [G] down. _ _
[C] He's a poet, and he's a picker.
He's
[G] a prophet, and he's a pusher.
[D] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when [G] he's stoned.
[C] He's a-walkin' contradictions, [G] partly truth and partly fiction, [D] takin' every 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 tradin' in tomorrow for [A] today.
_ _ _ [D] Runnin' from his devil's [A] lord and reachin' for [F#m] the
stars, [B] losin' all the love along [E] the way.
_ But if [A] this world keeps right on turnin' for
the better or the worse, and [D] all he ever [E] gets is older [A] and around, _ from [D] the rockin' of the
cradle to [A] the rollin' of the hearse, [D] a-goin' up [E] was worth a [A]-comin' down.
_ _ [D] He's a poet, and
he's a picker.
He's [A] a prophet, and he's a pusher.
[E] He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and
a problem when [A] he's stoned.
He's [D] a-walkin' contradictions, partly [A] truth and partly fiction,
[E] takin' every wrong direction on his lonely way [A] back home. _ _
[E] There's a lot of wrong directions
on this earth.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _