Remembering Kris

I watch the Sunday morning sun gently hit the sidewalk And the gentle rays slowly enter my room, Another day for me of loneliness, Another day of gloom. But the Good Lord knows I’ve learned to accept it all one day at a time, Yes I still remember those sweet memories and thankful For the good times. My memory goes back to Bobby, good ole Bobby Magee, Why we had spent many a good time together footloose and fancy free. Why we had even planned that together we would one day shake hands with The devil his self Only one day he just done left to do it with out me. Now I sit here waiting for the daylight to change again To night, It's sad to be so lonely Help me make through the night In memory of Kris Kristofferson June 22,1936 - September 28,202 With the use of a few of his tunes sprinkled in.