Duvalier's Dream - Kris Kristofferson
Duvalier was a bitter man
who cursed the morning sun
That brought a new betrayal
every day.
He shunned the world of mortals
and the sound of human tongues
And blessed the night that
chased their sight away.
A disillusioned dreamer who
would never love again
Who'd tried of it and found
that it was rotten.
Prefering perfect strangers
to the company of friends
Because strangers are so easily
forgotten.
Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been decieved.
To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman
with a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man.
Duvalier took the fickle turns
of fortune in his stride
Expecting next to nothing
out of life.
Till fortune found a girl
who fanned a flame he thought had died
Whose burning beauty cut him
like a knife.
She touched him through the
senses that his mind could not control.
Then smiling stepped aside
and watched him fall.
Betrayed by his own body and
the hunger in his soul
Duvalier was a dreamer after
all.
Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been decieved.
To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman
with a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man.