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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Vocals
Brenton Banks
Brenton Banks
Strings
Chris Gantry
Chris Gantry
Guitar
David P. Briggs
David P. Briggs
Keyboards
Donnie Fritts
Donnie Fritts
Electric Piano
George Binkley III
George Binkley III
Strings
Jerry Kennedy
Jerry Kennedy
Guitar
Jerry Shook
Jerry Shook
Guitar
Lillian Hunt
Lillian Hunt
Strings
Norbert Putnam
Norbert Putnam
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Composer
Bergen White
Bergen White
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fred Foster
Fred Foster
Producer
Gene Eichelberger
Gene Eichelberger
Engineer
Mort Thomasson
Mort Thomasson
Engineer
Tommy Strong
Tommy Strong
Engineer

Lyrics

The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving There's nobody, nobody knows on the street A few stranded souls standing cold at the station And nowhere to go but to bed and to sleep Lord, would you look at you now that you're here? Ain't you Proud of your peers and the long way you've come? All alone all the way on your own, who's to say That you've thrown it away for a song? Boy, you've sure come a long way from home So it's so long, there's so many so far behind you Fair-weather friends that you no longer know You still got the same lonely songs to remind you Of someone you seemed to be so long ago Lord, would you look at you now that you're here? Ain't you Proud of your peers and the long way you've come? All alone all the way on your own, who's to say That you've thrown it away for a song? Boy, you've sure come a long way from home
Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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