Kris Kristofferson Best of All Possible Worlds Lyrics:
I was runnin' through the summer rain,
Try'n' to catch that evenin' train,
And kill the old familiar pain,
Weavin' thru my tangled brain.
But when I tipped my bottle back,
I smacked into a cop I didn't see.

That po-lice man said, "Mister Cool,
If you ain't drunk, then you're a fool."
I said, "If that's against the law,
Tell me why I never saw,
A man locked in that jail of yours
Who wasn't just as low-down poor as me?"

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

Well, I woke up next mornin'
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,
For somethin' wet and cold as that old cell.
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That kindly jailer grinned at me,
All eaten up with sympathy.
Then poured hisself another beer,
And came and whispered in my ear,
"If 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.
'Cause there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls,
((In this best of all possible worlds.))

Well, they finally came and 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 ev'rybody's
So concerned about my health."

I said, "I won't be leavin' no more quicker than I can.
'Cause I've enjoyed about as 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 alot of drinks that I ain't drunk.
And lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thunk. Oooh, yeah.
And lord there's still so many lonely girls,
((In this best of all possible worlds.))

[Instrumental to fade.]
Lyrics: Best of All Possible Worlds, Kris Kristofferson [end]