Take the ribbon from your hair,
Shake it lose and let it fall,
Layin´ soft upon my skin,
Like the schadows on the wall.
Come and lay down by my side
Till the early morning light;
All I´m taking is your time,
Help me make it through the night.
I don´t care who´s right or wrong;
I don´t try to understand;
Let the devil take tomorrow;
Lord, tonight I need a friend:
Yesterday is dead and gone,
And tomorrow´s out of sight;
And it´s sad to be alone;
Help me make it throgh the night.
Kris Kristofferson
Copyright 1970 by Combine Music Corp.
BMI 2:58
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