Sugar Man

(Kris Kristofferson)



There are shadows on the sidewalks of the city street at night

The alley ways and the ugly things are hidden from the light

And somewhere's soon my baby gonna sell her soul again

For a custom tainter lady killer they call Sugar man.



I searched the backstreet barrooms and every cheap hotel

Asking for my baby they all knew her well

Well they said she's out there working for the wages of her sin

If you wanna find your baby, baby look for Sugar man.



Well, tonight I found her in the sorry side of town

Laying cold upon her bed where she had laid her body down

I picked up the needle that had fallen from her hand

I stuck it through the money she had made for Sugar man.



There are shadows on the sidewalks of the city street at night

The alley ways and the ugly things are hidden from the light

But the sun gonna shine tomorrow on some dirty garbage can

With a custom tainter lady killer they call Sugar man...