About The Song
Background
“To Beat the Devil” is a song by Kris Kristofferson, a seminal figure in the world of country music and songwriting. Released in 1970 as part of his debut album “Kristofferson,” the song stands as a testament to Kristofferson’s profound lyrical ability and his skill in blending storytelling with music. Kristofferson, known for his poetic approach to songwriting, drew from his own experiences and observations, embedding personal and philosophical reflections in his work. The song “To Beat the Devil” was inspired by Kristofferson’s own struggles as an aspiring songwriter in Nashville. It tells the story of an encounter with an old man in a bar, representing the devil, who challenges the protagonist’s resolve and beliefs. The song’s narrative structure and philosophical undertones made it a standout track in Kristofferson’s early career, helping to establish him as a significant voice in country music.
Musical Style
Musically, “To Beat the Devil” is rooted in the folk and country traditions that characterized much of Kristofferson’s work. The song features a simple yet effective arrangement, with acoustic guitar as the primary instrument, complemented by subtle harmonica and bass. This minimalist approach allows the focus to remain on the lyrics and Kristofferson’s vocal delivery. Kristofferson’s voice is raw and expressive, perfectly suited to the song’s introspective and reflective nature. His vocal style, often described as more conversational than traditionally melodic, adds to the authenticity and emotional weight of the song. The production of the track is straightforward, eschewing elaborate instrumentation in favor of a more stripped-down, intimate sound that highlights the song’s lyrical content.
Lyrics
The lyrics of “To Beat the Devil” are a central aspect of its enduring appeal. They are narrative-driven, telling the story of a down-and-out songwriter’s encounter with an old man in a bar, who symbolizes the devil. The protagonist is grappling with self-doubt and existential questions about his life’s purpose and the value of his art. The old man, in a cynical and taunting manner, questions the protagonist’s motives and the worth of his songs.
One of the song’s most poignant lines is: “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.” This line captures the essence of the artist’s struggle, the desire to be heard and understood, and the frustration of feeling ignored. The song’s climax comes with the protagonist’s defiant resolution to continue his pursuit, regardless of the obstacles and doubts: “But I know that I can make it, though you’re offerin’ me Jesus, through your mouth of broken teeth.” The song ends on a note of resilience and determination, with the protagonist choosing to persevere in his quest to create meaningful art, despite the devil’s attempts to dissuade him.
Cultural Impact
“To Beat the Devil” has had a significant impact on both Kris Kristofferson’s career and the broader landscape of country music. The song’s introspective lyrics and philosophical themes resonated with many listeners, particularly aspiring artists who saw their own struggles reflected in the protagonist’s journey. It helped cement Kristofferson’s reputation as a songwriter who could articulate complex emotions and ideas in a relatable and accessible manner. The song also contributed to the broader movement of country music toward more personal and introspective songwriting, a trend that gained momentum in the 1970s. Kristofferson’s influence can be seen in the work of subsequent generations of country artists who embraced a more confessional and narrative-driven approach to songwriting. Moreover, “To Beat the Devil” has been covered by various artists over the years, further testifying to its enduring relevance and appeal. Each rendition brings a new interpretation, but the core message of resilience and artistic integrity remains intact, continuing to inspire listeners across different contexts and eras.
Conclusion
“To Beat the Devil” is more than just a song; it is a narrative of perseverance, self-reflection, and the eternal struggle between doubt and determination.
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Lyrics
Let’s sing along with the lyrics!
A couple of years back I come across a great and wasted friend of mine in the hallway of a recording studio. And while he was reciting some poetry to me that he had written, I saw that he was about a step away from dying, and I couldn’t help but wonder why. And the lines of this song occurred to me. I’m happy to say he’s no longer wasted, and he’s got him a good woman. And I’d like to dedicate this to John and June, who helped showed me how to beat the devil.
It was wintertime in Nashville
Down on Music City Row
And I was looking for a place
And to get myself out of the cold
To warm the frozen feeling that was eating at my soul
Keep the chilly wind off my guitar
My thirsty wanted whiskey
But my hunger needed beans
But it had been a month of paydays
Since I’d heard that eagle scream
So with a stomach full of empty
And a pocket full of dreams
I left my pride and stepped inside a bar
Actually I’d guess you’d call it a tavern
Cigarette smoke to the ceiling
And sawdust on the floor
Friendly shadows
I saw that there was just one old man sitting at the bar
And in the mirror I could see him checking me and my guitar
And he turned and said,
Come up here, boy, and show us what you are
I said I’m dry, and he bought me a beer
He nodded at my guitar and said,
It’s a tough life, ain’t it?
I just looked at him
He said, you ain’t making any money, are you?
I said, you been reading my mail
He just smiled and said, let me see that guitar
I got something you ought to hear
And then he laid it on me
If you waste your time a talking
To the people who don’t listen
To the things that you are saying
Who do you thinks gonna hear?
And if you should die explaining how
The things that they complain about
Are things they could be changing
Who do you thinks gonna care?
There were other lonely singers
In a world turned deaf and blind
Who were crucified for what they tried to show
And their voices have been scattered by the swirling winds of time
‘Cause the truth remains that no one wants to know
Well the old man was a stranger
But I’d heard his song before
Back when failure had me locked out
On the wrong side of the door
When no one stood behind me
But my shadow on the floor
And lonesome was more than a state of mind
You see, the devil haunts a hungry man
If you don’t want to join him
You gotta beat him
I ain’t saying I beat the devil
But I drank his beer for nothing
Then I stole his song
And you still can hear me singing
To the people who don’t listen
To the things that I am saying
Praying someone’s gonna hear
And I guess I’ll die explaining how
The things that they complain about
Are things they could be changing
Hoping someone’s gonna care
I was born a lonely singer
And I’m bound to die the same
But I’ve gotta feed the hunger in my soul
And if I never have a nickel
I won’t ever die ashamed
‘Cause I don’t believe that no one wants to know
