hi are these dead songs

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  1. debarya said:

    Lightbulb hi are these dead songs

    many years back when i was a teenager i think i heard two grateful dead songs which i cannot identify.i will write few lines of their lyrics and please see if anybody can identify and send me the details
    (album & lyrics)
    1.the silver tongued devil has nothing to loose........
    2.not long ago from okhlahoma
    the son of an oki preacher knelt to pray
    he said lord i wanna be christan soldier just like you
    ..................
    now many years and miles from okhlahoma
    the same young boy still kneels to pray
    but he dont pray to be no cristian soldier anymore
    hey just prays to make it through anather day
    'cause its hard to be a chritian soldier
    if take a gun
    & it .....grown man cry
    but we are playing cards & writing home
    having lots of of fun
    telling jokes & learning how to die
    ..........i cant separate the winners from the losers anymore
    and i am thinking of just giving up the fight
     
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    atmaestro said:

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    Both songs are by Kris Kristofferson
    I did not find a cover by the Grateful Dead for either song

    The first song is "The Silver Tongued Devil and I"

    I took myself down to the Tally Ho Tavern,
    To buy me a bottle of beer.
    And I sat me down by a tender young maiden,
    Who's eyes were as dark as her hair.
    And as I was searching from bottle to bottle,
    For something un-foolish to say.
    That silver tongued devil just slipped from the shadows,
    And smilingly stole her away.

    I said: "Hey, little girl, don't you know he's the devil.
    "He's everything that I ain't.
    "Hiding intentions of evil,
    "Under the smile of a saint.
    "All he's good for is getting in trouble,
    "And shiftin' his share of the blame.
    "And some people swear he's my double:
    "And some even say we're the same.
    "But the silver-tongued devil's got nothing to lose,
    "I'll only live 'til I die.
    "We take our own chances and pay our own dues,
    "The silver tongued devil and I."

    Like all the fair maidens who've laid down beside him,
    She knew in her heart that he'd lied.
    Nothin' that I could have said could have saved her,
    No matter how hard that she tried.
    'Cos she'll offer her charms to the darkness and danger,
    Of somethin' that she's never known.
    And open her arms at the smile of a stranger,
    Who'll love her and leave her alone.

    And you know, he's the devil.
    He's everything that I ain't.
    Hiding intentions of evil,
    Under the smile of a saint.
    All he's good for is getting in trouble,
    And shiftin' his share of the blame.
    And some people swear he's my double:
    And some even say we're the same.
    But the silver-tongued devil's got nothing to lose,
    I'll only live 'til I die.
    We take our own chances and pay our own dues,
    Ah ha ha ha.

    The silver tongued devil and I.

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    The second song is "Good Christian Solider"

    Not so long ago in Oklahoma the son of an Okie preacher knelt to pray
    He said Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier just like you
    And fight to build a new and better day
    Now many years and miles from Oklahoma
    That same young Okie boy still kneels to pray
    But he don't pray to be no Christian soldier anymore
    He just prays to make it through another day
    Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun
    And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
    But we're playin' cards writin' home havin' lots of fun
    Telling jokes and learning how to die

    Now the things I've come to know seem so confusin'
    It's gettin' hard to tell what's wrong from right
    I can't seperate the winners from the losers anymore
    And I'm thinking of just giving up the fight
    Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier when you tote a gun
    And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
    But we're playin' cards writin' home ain't we hadn't fun
    Turning on and learning how to die
    Them that can, do; them that can't... memorize Artist and Title