The Pilgrim Ch.33 Lyrics - Jerry Lee Lewis

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans 

Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile 

Once he had a future full of money, love and dreams 

Which he spent like they was goin' out of style 

And he keeps right on a-changin' for the better or the worse 

Searchin' for a shrine he's never found 

Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse 

Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down 

He's a poet, oh, he's a picker, he's a prophet, he's a pusher 

He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned 

He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth, partly fiction 

Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home 

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Well, he has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars 

Has traded in tomorrow for today 

Runnin' from his devils, Lord and reachin' for the stars 

And losin' all he's loved along the way 

But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse 

And all he ever gets is older and around 

From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse 

The goin' up was worth the comin' down 

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He's a poet, he's a picker, he's a prophet, he's a liar 

He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned 

He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth, partly fiction 

Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home 

There's a lot of wrong directions on your lonesome way back home 

From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse 

The goin' up was worth the comin' down