"Crippled Crow" lyrics
"Crippled Crow"
(originally by Kris Kristofferson)
(from "A Star Is Born" soundtrack)
Beggar standin' on the corner, sing your song
Sing it for a dime
Bring them all the pain you carried down the line
Your music's flyin' past their ears
Goin' through your troubles for the herd to follow
The out-of-tune ravings of the crippled crow
Movin' down the ladder slow
Where your friends on knee will help you
And the cup of tin you carry is just a ticket to get you in
Beggar standin' on the corner, dry your eye
You're tiring now
The tears you're tastin' now are only salty time
Your music's lasted through the year
Goin' through your troubles for the herd to follow
The out-of-tune ravings of the crippled crow
Movin' down the ladder slow
Where your friends on knee will help you
And the crown of thorns you're wearing is just a ticket to get you in
The our-of-tune ravings of the crippled crow
Moving down the ladder slow
Where your friends on knee will help you
The out-of-tune ravings of the crippled crow
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- Barbra Streisand Lyrics
soundtrack:
"A Star Is Born" (1976)
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