Kris Kristofferson

Nothing Much to Speak Of


The once invisible man is now plain to see

He done fought, and bit, and scrounged, and kicked his way free

And like the gambler who finds he’s played the wrong hand

You’re scrambling scared to try to save what you can



         And you got the nerve to ask if there was any love at all

         Well, there was never much…no, babe, there was never much

         There was never much to speak of, that I can recall


The vagabond’s dream that once looked sick and wrong

Now shines like the palace where you would like to belong

But I ain’t got the time for your chameleon mind

To change the colors you missed ‘cause you were blind


**Repeat Chorus


It should be easy to forget the world you despised

Just think about the plans and the man that you criticized

And now your too-late tears lie drying in your hand

You blew the last chance to try to understand


***Repeat Chorus

Words & Music by Kris Kristofferson and Chris Gantry. c. Jody Ray Publishing, Inc. (BMI) All Rights Reserved


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