This fellow is lauded by many who would know about such things as a singer-songwriter fit to rank among the very best. I'm not personally well enough acquainted with his stuff to make a judgement on his talent either way. But this alone, from his eponymous 1970 debut, argues the case for him pretty well. Of course the song is highly, if not almost entirely indebted to Cohen and Cash but there's nothing wrong with doffing your cap to the very greatest, especially if the end product is as good as this. The lyrics are all Kristofferson's and utterly wonderful. This is pure sixties turns seventies psychic melodrama.