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The Pilgrim Chapter 33 by Kris Kristofferson







                    The Pilgrim Chapter 33 








Tuning: E A D G B E

 4/4 // Keys of G, A // Moderately
 rhythm guitar: alternate bass (see Intro; ^ = downstrum; v = "upstrum")
 
 INTRO:    G   ^  v   G6    ^  v
       e||-----3--3---------3--3----||
       B||-----0--0---------0--0----||
       G||o----0--0---------0--0---o||
       D||o----0--0---0h2---2--0---o||
       A||--------------------------||
       E||--3-----------------------||
 
 
 INTRO Recitation (over riff above):
   "I started out writin' this song about . . . [insert own music gods!]"
 
   Notes: * each chord name below = one entire "bum-chicky-bum-chicky";
          * (...sus4) = add sus4 to 2nd half of measure)
 
 
 VERSE 1: (add sus4 to 2nd half of G measures at will)
 
          G             G               G              G
 See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
          C              C                G        G
 Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile--
 C              C              G     G/F#        Em
 Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
            A7                 A7          D (...sus4)    D
 Which he spent like they was goin' outa style--
         G                 G               G             G
 And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,
  C                 D               G       G
 Searchin' for a shrine he's never found--
         C           C             G            G
 Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,
            C            D                G        G
 Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down--
 
 
 CHORUS:
         C            C
 He's a poet, he's a picker--
          G              G
 He's a prophet, he's a pusher--
         D              D               D                 G
 He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned--
         C             C                G               G
 He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
        D              D              D               G       G
 Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
 
 (modulate whole-step up)   A (...sus4)    A (...sus4)
 
 
 VERSE 2: (add sus4 to 2nd half of A measures at will)
 
         A              A             A                 A
 He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
            D          D          A      A
 And he's traded in tomorrow for today--
  D                D                 A       A/G#    F#m
 Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,
      B7              B7              E      E
 And losin' all he's loved along the way--
              A                    A               A              A
 But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse,
            D            E           A      A
 And all he ever gets is older and around--
           D               D            A              A
 From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,
      D (or Bm)    E                A       A
 The goin' up was worth the comin' down--
 
 
 CHORUS
         D            D
 He's a poet, he's a picker--
          A              A
 He's a prophet, he's a pusher--
         E              E               E                 A
 He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned--
         D             D                A               A
 He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
        E              E              E               A        A / G# F#
 Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
 
 E                            E                E              A (coda riff)
     There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home.
 
 CODA Riff:                                              AM6
    1    2   &   3   &   4   &           1        2       3 (hold)
e|----------------------------------|---------------------/2-----------||
B|----------------------------------|---------------------/2-----------||
G|----------------------------------|-----2---------------/2-----------||
D|-------------------2---4---2------|---------------------/2-----------||
A|--0----2---3---4------------------|-------------0========0-----------||
E|----------------------------------|----------------------------------||
  home.









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version 2 








Tuning: E A D G B E

G                       G                             G
See him wasted on a sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans
        C                                  G
Wearing yesterday's misfortunes like a smile.
C                                 G            Em
Once he had a future, full of money,love, and dreams, 
C                                             D
Which he spent,like they were going out of style.
G                                G                        G
And he keeps right on a changin for the better or the worse,
C                                           G
Alway searchin for the shrine he's never found.
C                                  G            Em
Never knowin if believein was a blessing or a curse,
C                        D                  G
And if the going up was worth the coming down.
 
[CHORUS]
 C               (speak)              G       (speak)
He's a poet, "he's a picker", He's a prophet "he's a pusher"
C                                 G                       Em
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned.
C                                  G                      Em
He's a walkin contradiction, partly truth but mostly fiction,
C                                    D                 G
takin every wrong direction, on his lonely way back home.
G                             G                           G
G                             G                          G
He has tasted good and evil, in your bedroom and your bar,
C                                   G
And he's traded in tomorrow for today.
C                                G                  Em
Running from his devils lord and reachin for the stars,
C                                 D
and losin all he loves along the way.
G                                      G                        G
But this world keeps right on turnin, for the better or the worse
C                                     G             C
And all he ever gets is older and around. From the rockin of the cradle to 
    G                  Em       C           D                 G
the rollin of your hearse, the goin up is worth the coming down.
 
[REPEAT CHORUS]
            D                                              G
There's a lot of wrong direction on your lonely way back home









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version 3









Tuning: E A D G B E

[Verse]
G
See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
        C                              G
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
C                            G                Em
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
         A7                              D
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style
       G
And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,
C               D                G
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found
      C                          G
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,
          C           D                G
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down
 
[Chorus]
       C
He's a poet, he's a picker
       G
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
       D                                               G
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
       C                             G
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
       D                                            G
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
 
(Key Change to A)
 
[Verse]
       A
He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
         D                      A
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
D                                  A                F#m
Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,
    B7                      E
And losin' all he's loved along the way
            A
But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse,
           D            E         A
And all he ever gets is older and around
         D                            A
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,
    D            E               A
The goin' up was worth the comin' down
 
[Chorus]
       D
He's a poet, he's a picker
       A
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
       E                                               A
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
       D                             A
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
       E                                            A
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
 
[Outro]
          E                                                A
There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonesome way back home









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