Kris Kristofferson, "To Beat the Devil"

You see, the devil haunts a hungry man,

If you don't wanna join him, you got to beat him.

I ain't sayin' I beat the devil, but I drank his beer for nothing.

Then I stole his song.

And you still can hear me singin' to the people who don't listen,

To the things that I am sayin', prayin' someone's gonna hear.

And I guess I'll die explaining how the things that they complain about,

Are things they could be changin', hopin' someone's gonna care.

I was born a lonely singer, and I'm bound to die the same,

But I've got to feed the hunger in my soul.

And if I never have a nickel, I won't ever die ashamed.
'Cos I don't believe that no-one wants to know.