I will see your Glen Campbell and raise you a Kris Kristofferson ...

[Tuesday Afternoon]

http://www.youtube.com/v/QL0_6OelTP0&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b

I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountains in the skies.
Achin' with the feelin' of the freedom of an eagle when she flies.
Turnin' on the world the way she smiled upon my soul as I lay dying.
Healin' as the colours in the sunshine and the shadows of her eyes.


Wakin' in the mornin' to the feelin' of her fingers on my skin.
Wipin' out the traces of the people and the places that I've been.
Teachin' me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying.
Talkin' of tomorrow and the money, love and time we had to spend.

Lovin' her was easier than anything I'll ever do again.

Comin' close together with a feelin' that I've never known before, in my time.
She ain't ashamed to be a woman, or afraid to be a friend.
I don't know the answer to the easy way she opened every door in my mind.
But dreamin' was as easy as believin' it was never gonna end.

And lovin' her was easier than anything I'll ever do again.

[MicaelS]

1. How about Johnny Cash singing a Kris Kristofferson song?

Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming Down http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Cru2ld06-A&feature=PlayList&p=A361D4CB4B14184B&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=25

"Sunday Morning Coming Down"

Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking.
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.
And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singing.
Then I headed down the street,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.

[cherokeeprogressive]

2. I'll see your Glen Campbell, Johnny Cash, and Kris Kristofferson and raise you a James Brown.

[Tikki]

3. Nobody can beat a James Brown, but I'll see your Glen Campbell and Kris...

Kirstofferson and raise you a Leon Russell..


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmoByboj88Y
"Tight Rope"....Leon Russell

Tikki

[Kali]

4. I'll take that bet and throw down a pair of aces

Hank and Hank III

(2 can kiss my ass)

[driver8]

5. Kris Kristofferson is one of the coolest m-fers, ever!!

What an amazing songwriter, decent actor, and used to fly helicopters, also!