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************** BEST OF ALL POSSIBLE WORLDS **************

written and performed by Kris Kristofferson.



Verse 1:
   G  E
	I was running through the summer rain

	Trying to catch the evening train

	And kill that old familiar pain

	Weaving through my tangled brain
              D
	But when i tipped my bottle back
                                       G
	I smacked into a cop i didn't see


Verse 2:
      E
	That policeman 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
           D
	A man locked in that jail of yours
                                             G
	Who wasn't just as low down poor as me


Chorus1:
         G                                         Am    C 
	Well that was when someone turned out the lights
            D                                G  
	And i wound up in jail to spend the night
                                              C/G  Am
	And dream of all the wine and lonely girls
	     D                        G 
	In this best of all possible worlds


Verse 3:
      E 
	Well i woke up next morning

	Feeling like my head was gone

	And like my thick old tongue was lickin'

	Something sick and wrong
               D
	And i told that man i'd sell my soul
                                                G 
	For something wet and cold as that old cell


Verse 4:
      E
	That kindly jailer grinned at me

	All eaten up with sympathy

	Then poured himself another beer

	And came and whispered in my ear
            D 
	If booze was just a dime a bottle boy
                                    G
	You couldn't even buy the smell


Chorus2:
         G                                                         Am  C
	I said i knew that there was something i liked about this town
            D                                    G 
	But it takes more than that to bring me down
                                                        C/G  Am
	Because there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls
             D                        G 
	In this best of all possible worlds


Verse 5:(a tone higher)
   A F#   
	Well they finally came and told me

	They was a gonna set me free

	And i'd be leaving town

	If i knew what was good for me
           E 
	I said it's nice to learn that
                                             A
	Everybody is so concerned about my health


Verse 6:
     F#  
	I said i won't be leaving

	No more quicker than i can

	Because i've enjoyed about

	As much of this as i can stand
               E
	And i don't need this town of yours
                                          A 
	More than i never needed nothin' else


Chorus3:
         A                                                  Bm   D 
	Because there's still a lot of drinks that i ain't drunk
         E                                     A                        
	Lots of pretty thoughts that i ain't thunk
                                           D     Bm  
	And there is still so many lonely girls
             E                        A  
	In this best of all possible worlds







Thanks to David M. Potter (dmp12@cornell.edu) for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@math.univ-mlv.fr