The Fighter — текст песни (Kristofferson Kris)

I seen an old fighter, tired and in trouble
Who just couldn`t take anymore
Somethin` inside him kept fighting to finish
With only his feet on the floor-yeah
Lord, I know that it`s worth any price you could pay
To see truth in whatever disguise
But I`d payed double for one look of pleasure
A piece of relief in his eyes.

Chorus:
Ain`t that clown, laughin` like crazy
Ain`t his eyes empty and deep
Don`t he sound sad as a baby
When she cries out in her sleep

We measured the space between Waylon and Willie
And Willie and Waylon and me
But there wasn`t nothin` like Billy Jo Shaver
What Billy Jo Shaver should be-no
When he showed up sick later all bit by a spider
And crazy to look in the eye
He put on a show that was sad as it should of been
And nobody even knew why

Chorus:
Ain`t that clown laughin` like crazy
Ain`t his eyes empty and deep
Don`t he sound sad as a baby
When she cries out in her sleep