Duvalier's Dream - Kris Kristofferson, Rita Coolidge

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 deceived

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 deceived

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