He's a poet, he's a picker-- He's a prophet, he's a pusher-- He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned-- He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction, Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
The chorus from Pilgrim Chapter 33. Kris Kristofferson's Album from 1971, The Silver Tongued Devil and I
It was my senior year.
Kind of fits after the life led, at certain points in history.
My sister has it up at her blog Pixie Place Two from the you tube thingy.
Buck will understand this one.