Kris Kristofferson — What Kind of Man Am I

My words don't know the truth They flutter as I speak The sickness I feel under my belt Is the disdain I have for me And I ask you to stand tall But it's me who's fallen down I'd like to be a better man But I can't find my way home now So what kind of man am I Who never looked up to see the sky And every word I say Has come back to haunt me every day So here I stand alone Crippled on my cane The coward I've become The loser in the game These eyes you see are masked By a thin veneer of tears And who would have known that such a small task Would have compromised all these years But a liar's guilt is a liar's fate And man, that's just the facts For those too weak to tell the truth Into darkness you will be cast So what kind of man am I Who never looked up to see the sky And every word I say Has come back to haunt me every day And here I stand alone Crippled on my cane The coward I've become The loser in the game So dig deep, you little bastard Let the truth be known Angels are flying with you tonight You'd better not let them go 'Cause if you do I'd hate to think Of what your fate could be So speak your mind, tell what you know And set your family free What kind of man am I Who never looked up to see the sky And every word I say Has come back to haunt me every day Speak your heart So here I stand alone Crippled on my cane The coward I've become Set us free The loser in the game Tell the truth