<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=83454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Best Of All Possible Worlds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was runnin thru the summer rain, tryn to catch that evenin train<br>And kill the old familiar pain weavin thru my tangled brain<br>When I tipped my bottle back and smacked into a cop I didnt see<br>That police man said, mister cool, if you aint drunk, then youre a<br>Fool.<br>I said, if thats against the law, then tell me why I never saw<br>A man locked in that jail of yours who wasnt neither black or poor as<br>Me? <br>Well, that was when someone turned out the lights<br>And I wound up in jail to spend the night<br>And dream of all the wine and lonely girls<br>In this best of all possible worlds.<br>Well, I woke up next mornin feelin like my head was gone<br>And like my thick old tongue was lickin something sick and wrong<br>And I told that man Id sell my soul for something wet and cold as that<br>Old cell.<br>That kindly jailer grinned at me, all eaten up with sympathy<br>Then poured himself another beer and came and whispered in my ear,<br>If booze was just a dime a bottle boy, you couldnt even buy the smell<br>I said, I knew there was something I liked about this town.<br>But it takes more than that to bring me down, down, down.<br>cause theres still a lot of wine and lonely girls<br>In this best of all possible worlds<br>Well, they finally came and told me they was a gonna set me free<br>And Id be leavin town if I knew what was good for me<br>I said, its nice to learn that evrybodys so concerned about my<br>Health.<br>(they were obsessed with it)<br>I said, I wont be leavin no more quicker than I can<br>cause Ive enjoyed about as much of this as I can stand<br>And I dont need this town of yours more than I never needed nothin<br>Else.<br>cause theres still alot of drinks that I aint drunk<br>And lots of pretty thoughts that I aint thunk<br>And lord theres still so many lonely girls<br>In this best of all possible worlds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Kris Kristofferson - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=83454" data-title="The Best Of All Possible Worlds" data-description="I was runnin thru the summer rain, tryn to catch that evenin train And kill the old familiar pain weavin thru my tangled brain When I tipped my bottle back and smacked into a cop I didnt see That police man said, mister cool, if you aint drunk, th..."></div> </div> </div>

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