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

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