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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Anthem Of The Sun (1968)
Sleepy Alligator in the noon day sun,
Lyin' by the river just like he usually done. Call for his whiskey, he can call for his tea, Call all he want to, but he can't call for me. Oh no! I've been there before, And I ain't gonna come around here any more. Creepy alligator coming all around the bend, Shoutin' about the times when we was mutual friends, I checked my memory and I checked it quick, yes I will. I checked it runnin' some old kind of trick. Oh no! Well I've been there before, And I ain't gonna come around here any more. Sailin' down the river in an old canoe, A bunch of and an old tennis shoe. Out of the river all ugly and green, Came the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen! Teeth big and pointy and his eyes were buggin' out, Contracted the union, put the beggars to rout. Screamin' and yellin', he was pickin' his chops, He never runs he just stumbles and hops. Just out of prison on ten dollars bail, Mumblin' bitches and waggin' his tail. |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Anthem Of The Sun (1968)
Sleepy Alligator in the noon day sun,
Lyin' by the river just like he usually done. Call for his whiskey, he can call for his tea, Call all he want to, but he can't call for me. Oh no! I've been there before, And I ain't gonna come around here any more. Creepy alligator coming all around the bend, Shoutin' about the times when we was mutual friends, I checked my memory and I checked it quick, yes I will. I checked it runnin' some old kind of trick. Oh no! Well I've been there before, And I ain't gonna come around here any more. Sailin' down the river in an old canoe, A bunch of and an old tennis shoe. Out of the river all ugly and green, Came the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen! Teeth big and pointy and his eyes were buggin' out, Contracted the union, put the beggars to rout. Screamin' and yellin', he was pickin' his chops, He never runs he just stumbles and hops. Just out of prison on ten dollars bail, Mumblin' bitches and waggin' his tail. |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Anthem Of The Sun (1968)
Sleepy Alligator in the noon day sun,
Lyin' by the river just like he usually done. Call for his whiskey, he can call for his tea, Call all he want to, but he can't call for me. Oh no! I've been there before, And I ain't gonna come around here any more. Creepy alligator coming all around the bend, Shoutin' about the times when we was mutual friends, I checked my memory and I checked it quick, yes I will. I checked it runnin' some old kind of trick. Oh no! Well I've been there before, And I ain't gonna come around here any more. Sailin' down the river in an old canoe, A bunch of and an old tennis shoe. Out of the river all ugly and green, Came the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen! Teeth big and pointy and his eyes were buggin' out, Contracted the union, put the beggars to rout. Screamin' and yellin', he was pickin' his chops, He never runs he just stumbles and hops. Just out of prison on ten dollars bail, Mumblin' bitches and waggin' his tail. |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Lay down my dear brother, lay down and take your rest,
Won't you lay your head upon your savior's chest, I love you all, but Jesus loves you the best And we bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight. I would never ride, well, I would never ride (goodnight, goodnight) But His rod and His staff, they comfort me (goodnight, goodnight) Tell "A" for the ark, that wonderful boat (goodnight, goodnight) Tell "B" for the beast at the ending of the wood (goodnight, goodnight) You know it ate all the children when they wouldn't be good, Walking in Jerusalem just like John (goodnight, goodnight) I go walking in the valley of the shadow of death, And we bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight. |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Lay down my dear brother, lay down and take your rest,
Won't you lay your head upon your savior's chest, I love you all, but Jesus loves you the best And we bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight. I would never ride, well, I would never ride (goodnight, goodnight) But His rod and His staff, they comfort me (goodnight, goodnight) Tell "A" for the ark, that wonderful boat (goodnight, goodnight) Tell "B" for the beast at the ending of the wood (goodnight, goodnight) You know it ate all the children when they wouldn't be good, Walking in Jerusalem just like John (goodnight, goodnight) I go walking in the valley of the shadow of death, And we bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight. |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Anthem Of The Sun (1968)
Seems like I've been here before,
Fuzzy then and still so obscure, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. And I don't want to see anybody cry, Meet me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. Song commin' on, So pleasin' to see, come and gone, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, You don't have to tell me why, Meet me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. It ain't cause I'm the only one left darlin', Bout the time the sun rises west, Feelin' groovy, lookin' fine. Think I'll come back here again, Every now and then from time to time. My how lovely you are, my dear, The ball game has gone much too far my dear, Sing to me, do your thing to me, I'll meet you some mornin', meet you some mornin', In the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Anthem Of The Sun (1968)
(Do Not Stop on Tracks)
I went down one day, I went down one day to see a Gypsy woman, Just one old day, yes I did, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out now, What's wrong with me and my baby. We ain't gettin' down like we used to do, I mean it's pretty good now, but there was a time, When it didn't work too well. I went down to see this Gypsy woman, you understand, I told her my story, I told her what was goin' on. And she told me, man she said, all you need, all you need, She said all you got to have, oh Lord, Just a touch of Mojo's hand, oh bring it back on, And it feels pretty good, yes indeed. |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Anthem Of The Sun (1968)
(Do Not Stop on Tracks)
I went down one day, I went down one day to see a Gypsy woman, Just one old day, yes I did, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out now, What's wrong with me and my baby. We ain't gettin' down like we used to do, I mean it's pretty good now, but there was a time, When it didn't work too well. I went down to see this Gypsy woman, you understand, I told her my story, I told her what was goin' on. And she told me, man she said, all you need, all you need, She said all you got to have, oh Lord, Just a touch of Mojo's hand, oh bring it back on, And it feels pretty good, yes indeed. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
(Do Not Stop on Tracks)
I went down one day, I went down one day to see a Gypsy woman, Just one old day, yes I did, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out now, What's wrong with me and my baby. We ain't gettin' down like we used to do, I mean it's pretty good now, but there was a time, When it didn't work too well. I went down to see this Gypsy woman, you understand, I told her my story, I told her what was goin' on. And she told me, man she said, all you need, all you need, She said all you got to have, oh Lord, Just a touch of Mojo's hand, oh bring it back on, And it feels pretty good, yes indeed. |
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from Grateful Dead - Aoxomoxoa (2004)
Look for awhile at the China Cat Sunflower
proud-walking jingle in the midnight sun Copper-dome Bodhi drip a silver kimono like a crazy-quilt stargown through a dream night wind Krazy Kat peeking through a lace bandana like a one-eyed Cheshire like a diamond-eye Jack A leaf of all colors plays a golden string fiddle to a double-e waterfall over my back Comic book colors on a violin river crying Leonardo words from out a silk trombone I rang a silent bell beneath a shower of pearls in the eagle wing palace of the Queen Chinee |
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from Grateful Dead - Aoxomoxoa (2004)
Cosmic Charlie how do you do? Truckin' in style along the avenue.
Dum de dum de doodley do. Go on home your mama's calling you. Kalico, Kahlia, come tell me the news. Calamity's waiting for a way to get to her. Rosy red and electric blue I bought you a paddle for your paper canoe. Say you'll come back when you can Whenever your airplane happens to land. Maybe I'll be back here too It all depends on what's with you. Hung up waiting for a windy day kite one ice since the first of February. Mama keeps saying that the wind might blow , But standing here I say I just don't know. New ones comin' as the old ones go, Everything's moving here but much too slow now, A little bit quicker and we might have time, To say "How do you do?" before we're left behind. Calliope wail like a seaside zoo. The very last lately inquired about you, It's really very one or two. The first you wanted, the last I knew. I just wonder if you shouldn't feel, Less concerned about the people unreal. The very first word is "How do you do?", The last "Go home your mama's callin' you." Calling you, calling you, calling you, calling you, Go on home your mama's calling you. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
The other day they waited, the sky was dark and faded,
Solemnly they stated, "He has to die, you know he has to die." All the children learnin', from books that they were burnin', Every leaf was turnin', to watch him die, you know he had to die. The summer sun looked down on him, his mother could but frown on him, And all the others sound on him, but it doesn't seem to matter. And when the day had ended, with rainbow colors blended, His mind remained unbended, he had to die, you know he had to die. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
The other day they waited, the sky was dark and faded,
Solemnly they stated, "He has to die, you know he has to die." All the children learnin', from books that they were burnin', Every leaf was turnin', to watch him die, you know he had to die. The summer sun looked down on him, his mother could but frown on him, And all the others sound on him, but it doesn't seem to matter. And when the day had ended, with rainbow colors blended, His mind remained unbended, he had to die, you know he had to die. |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Y' Know Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land
Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land, In This Land Come To Your House, You Know He Don't Take Long Look In Bed This Morning, Children Find Your Mother Gone. I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land. Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land, Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land, In This Land, Yeah! Whoa! Come To Your House, Y' Know He Don't Stay Long, Y' Look In Bed This Morning, Children You Find That Your Brothers And Sisters Are Gone. I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land. Death Will Go In Any Family In This Land. Death Will Go In Any Family In This Land. Come To Your House, you know he don't take long. Look in the bed on the morning, Children Find That Your Family's Gone. I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land. Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land, In This Land. Whoa! Come To Your House, Y' Know It Don't Stay Long, Y' Look In Bed This Morning, Children Find That Your Brothers And Sisters Are Gone. I Said Death Don't, Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land. |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Y' Know Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land
Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land, In This Land Come To Your House, You Know He Don't Take Long Look In Bed This Morning, Children Find Your Mother Gone. I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land. Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land, Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land, In This Land, Yeah! Whoa! Come To Your House, Y' Know He Don't Stay Long, Y' Look In Bed This Morning, Children You Find That Your Brothers And Sisters Are Gone. I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land. Death Will Go In Any Family In This Land. Death Will Go In Any Family In This Land. Come To Your House, you know he don't take long. Look in the bed on the morning, Children Find That Your Family's Gone. I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land. Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land, In This Land. Whoa! Come To Your House, Y' Know It Don't Stay Long, Y' Look In Bed This Morning, Children Find That Your Brothers And Sisters Are Gone. I Said Death Don't, Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land. |
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from Grateful Dead - Aoxomoxoa (2004)
Da da da da da da da da da da da
Sittin in Mangrove valley chasing light beams Everything wanders from baby to Z Baby Baby pretty it up on Tuesday Old like a rum-drinking demon at tea. Baby Baby tell me what's the matter, what, what tell me what's your why how? Tell me why will you never come home Tell me what's your reason, if you've got a good one. Everywhere I go, the people all know Everyone's doin' that rag. Everywhere I go, the people all know Everyone's doin' that rag. Take my line, go fishin' for a Tuesday, Maybe take my supper, eat it down by the sea. Gave my baby twenty or forty good reasons, Couldn't find any better ones in the morning at three. The rain gonna come, but the rain gonna go y'know. Steppin' off sharply from the rank and file. Awful cold and dark like a dungeon Maybe get a little bit darker before the day. Hipsters, flipsters, real cool chicksters Everyone's doin' that rag. You needn't gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset. No one is watchin' or standin' in your shoes. Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning, Everything promised is delivered to you. Don't neglect to pick up what your share is, All the winter birds are winging home now. Hey love go, and look around you, Nothing out there you haven't seen before now. Wading in the water and you'll never get wet, If you keep on doin' that rag. Wading in the water and you'll never get wet, If you keep on doin' that rag. One eyed jacks and the deuces are wild And the aces are crawlin' up and down your sleeve. Come back here pretty baby Louise And tell me the name of the game that you play. Is it All Fall Down? Is it All Go Under? |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
Da da da da da da da da da da da
Sittin in Mangrove valley chasing light beams Everything wanders from baby to Z Baby Baby pretty it up on Tuesday Old like a rum-drinking demon at tea. Baby Baby tell me what's the matter, what, what tell me what's your why how? Tell me why will you never come home Tell me what's your reason, if you've got a good one. Everywhere I go, the people all know Everyone's doin' that rag. Everywhere I go, the people all know Everyone's doin' that rag. Take my line, go fishin' for a Tuesday, Maybe take my supper, eat it down by the sea. Gave my baby twenty or forty good reasons, Couldn't find any better ones in the morning at three. The rain gonna come, but the rain gonna go y'know. Steppin' off sharply from the rank and file. Awful cold and dark like a dungeon Maybe get a little bit darker before the day. Hipsters, flipsters, real cool chicksters Everyone's doin' that rag. You needn't gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset. No one is watchin' or standin' in your shoes. Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning, Everything promised is delivered to you. Don't neglect to pick up what your share is, All the winter birds are winging home now. Hey love go, and look around you, Nothing out there you haven't seen before now. Wading in the water and you'll never get wet, If you keep on doin' that rag. Wading in the water and you'll never get wet, If you keep on doin' that rag. One eyed jacks and the deuces are wild And the aces are crawlin' up and down your sleeve. Come back here pretty baby Louise And tell me the name of the game that you play. Is it All Fall Down? Is it All Go Under? |
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from Grateful Dead - Aoxomoxoa (2004)
When I was just a little young boy,
Papa said son, you'll never get far, Tell you the reason, if you wanna know, Cause child of mine, there isn't really far to go. Well, baby baby wants a gold diamond ring, Wants it more than any old thing, Well when I get those jelly-roll blues, Why I go and get anything in this world for you. Down to the jewelry store packin' a gun, Says, "Wrap it up I think I'll take this one" "A thousand dollars please," the jewelry man said, Dupree said, "I'll pay this one off to you in lead". Well you know son, you just can't figure, First thing you know you're gonna to pull that trigger, And it's no wonder, your reason goes bad, Jelly-roll will drive you so mad. Judge said, "Son, it's gonna cost you some time" Dupree said, "Judge you know that crossed my mind" Judge said, "Fact it's gonna cost you your life" Dupree said, "Judge you know that seems to me to be about right". Baby baby you gonna lose her sweet man, Dupree come out with a losin' hand, Baby's gonna weep it up for a while, Then go out and find another sweet man's gonna treat her with style. Judge said, "Son, I know your baby well, But that's a secret I can never tell" Dupree said, "Judge well it's well understood, But you got to admit that sweet Jelly's so good". Well you know son, you just can't figure, First thing you know you're gonna to pull that trigger, And it's no wonder, your reason goes bad, Same old story and I know it's been told, Some like Jelly Jelly, some like gold, Many a man's done a terrible thing Just to get, baby a shinin' diamond ring. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
When I was just a little young boy,
Papa said son, you'll never get far, Tell you the reason, if you wanna know, Cause child of mine, there isn't really far to go. Well, baby baby wants a gold diamond ring, Wants it more than any old thing, Well when I get those jelly-roll blues, Why I go and get anything in this world for you. Down to the jewelry store packin' a gun, Says, "Wrap it up I think I'll take this one" "A thousand dollars please," the jewelry man said, Dupree said, "I'll pay this one off to you in lead". Well you know son, you just can't figure, First thing you know you're gonna to pull that trigger, And it's no wonder, your reason goes bad, Jelly-roll will drive you so mad. Judge said, "Son, it's gonna cost you some time" Dupree said, "Judge you know that crossed my mind" Judge said, "Fact it's gonna cost you your life" Dupree said, "Judge you know that seems to me to be about right". Baby baby you gonna lose her sweet man, Dupree come out with a losin' hand, Baby's gonna weep it up for a while, Then go out and find another sweet man's gonna treat her with style. Judge said, "Son, I know your baby well, But that's a secret I can never tell" Dupree said, "Judge well it's well understood, But you got to admit that sweet Jelly's so good". Well you know son, you just can't figure, First thing you know you're gonna to pull that trigger, And it's no wonder, your reason goes bad, Same old story and I know it's been told, Some like Jelly Jelly, some like gold, Many a man's done a terrible thing Just to get, baby a shinin' diamond ring. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you?
Tell your mama and your papa I'm a little schoolboy too. Come on now pretty baby I just can't help myself You're so young and pretty I don't need nobody else. Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you? Don't you hear me crying? I'm gonna leave you baby about the break of day On account of the way you treat me, I got to stay away. Come on now pretty baby darling come on home You know I love you baby, I got to get you all alone. Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you? Don't you hear me crying? I'm gonna buy me an airplane and fly all over your town Tell everybody baby, lord knows you're fine Come on pretty baby now, I just can't help myself You're so young and pretty I don't need nobody else. Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you? Don't you hear me crying? Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you? Good morning little schoolgirl, can I come home with you? Tell your mama and your papa I'm a little schoolboy too. I'm a schoolboy, too. Hey, I'm a schoolboy, too. I want to be your chauffeur, I want to ride your little machine I want to be your chauffeur, I want to ride your little machine I want to put a tiger, baby I want to put a tiger, baby. I want to put a tiger, baby, hey in your sweet little tank. Hey baby now yes I do ha, yes I do Hey I got to hey, I got to come on home with you Tell your mama, tell your papa, tell your mama and your papa Hey, I'm a schoolboy, too, hey, hey, I'm a schoolboy, too. Ha oww, I'm a schoolboy, too, ow, I wanna keep your company Hey I wanna keep your company. |
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from Grateful Dead - Aoxomoxoa (2004)
Cold Mountain water
the jade merchant's daughter Mountains of the Moon, Bow and bend to me Hi ho the Carrion Crow Folderolderiddle Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Bow and bend to me Hey Tom Banjo Hey a laurel More than laurel You may sow More than laurel You may sow Hey the laurel Hey the city In the rain Hey, hey, Hey the white wheat Waving in the wind 20 degrees of solitude 20 degrees in all All the dancing kings & wives assembled in the hall Lost is a long & lonely time Fairy Sybil flying All along the all along the Mountains of the Moon Here is feast of solitude A fiddler grim and tall Plays to dancing kings and wives Assembled in the hall Of lost, long, lonely times Fairy Sibil flying All along the all along the Mountains of the Moon Hey Tom Banjo It's time to matter The Earth will see you on through this time The Earth will see you on through this time Down by the water The Marsh King's Daughter Did you know? Clothed in tatters Always will be Tom, where did you go? Mountains of the Moon, Electra Mountains of the Moon All along the All along the Mountains of the Moon Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Folderolderiddle Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Bow and bend to me Bend to me |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
Cold Mountain water
the jade merchant's daughter Mountains of the Moon, Bow and bend to me Hi ho the Carrion Crow Folderolderiddle Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Bow and bend to me Hey Tom Banjo Hey a laurel More than laurel You may sow More than laurel You may sow Hey the laurel Hey the city In the rain Hey, hey, Hey the white wheat Waving in the wind 20 degrees of solitude 20 degrees in all All the dancing kings & wives assembled in the hall Lost is a long & lonely time Fairy Sybil flying All along the all along the Mountains of the Moon Here is feast of solitude A fiddler grim and tall Plays to dancing kings and wives Assembled in the hall Of lost, long, lonely times Fairy Sibil flying All along the all along the Mountains of the Moon Hey Tom Banjo It's time to matter The Earth will see you on through this time The Earth will see you on through this time Down by the water The Marsh King's Daughter Did you know? Clothed in tatters Always will be Tom, where did you go? Mountains of the Moon, Electra Mountains of the Moon All along the All along the Mountains of the Moon Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Folderolderiddle Hi Ho the Carrion Crow Bow and bend to me Bend to me |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Anthem Of The Sun (1968)
Last leaf fallen bare earth where green was born,
Black Madonna two eagles hang against a cloud, Sun comes up blood red wind yells among the stone, All graceful instruments are known. When the windows all are broken and your love's become a toothless crone, When the voices of the storm sound like a crowd, Winter morning breaks, you're all alone. The eyes are blind, blue visions, all a seer can own, And touching makes the flesh to cry out loud This ground on which the seed of love is sown, All graceful instruments are known. |
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from Grateful Dead - Aoxomoxoa (2004)
Boots were of leather
A breath of cologne Her mirror was a window She sat quite alone All around her the garden grew scarlet and purple and crimson and blue She came and she went and at last went away The garden was sealed when the flowers decayed On the wall of the garden a legend did say: No one may come here since no one may stay |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,
Country garland in the wind and the rain, Wherever he goes the people all complain. Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline. Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how. Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell, Hell halfway twixt now and then, Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again. Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky. Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye. Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow, What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned. Several seasons with their treasons, Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own. Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye, Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills, One man gathers what another man spills. Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain, Seashore washed by the suds and foam, Been there so long, he's got to calling it home. Fortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman, Spinnin' that curious sense of your own. Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man? |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,
Country garland in the wind and the rain, Wherever he goes the people all complain. Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline. Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how. Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell, Hell halfway twixt now and then, Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again. Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky. Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye. Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow, What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned. Several seasons with their treasons, Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own. Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye, Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills, One man gathers what another man spills. Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain, Seashore washed by the suds and foam, Been there so long, he's got to calling it home. Fortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman, Spinnin' that curious sense of your own. Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man? |
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from Grateful Dead - Aoxomoxoa (2004)
Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,
Country garland in the wind and the rain, Wherever he goes the people all complain. Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline. Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how. Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell, Hell halfway twixt now and then, Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again. Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky. Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye. Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow, What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned. Several seasons with their treasons, Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own. Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye, Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills, One man gathers what another man spills. Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain, Seashore washed by the suds and foam, Been there so long, he's got to calling it home. Fortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman, Spinnin' that curious sense of your own. Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man? |
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from The Grateful Dead - Fillmore East 2-11-69 (2004)
Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,
Country garland in the wind and the rain, Wherever he goes the people all complain. Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline. Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how. Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell, Hell halfway twixt now and then, Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again. Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky. Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye. Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow, What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned. Several seasons with their treasons, Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own. Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye, Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills, One man gathers what another man spills. Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain, Seashore washed by the suds and foam, Been there so long, he's got to calling it home. Fortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman, Spinnin' that curious sense of your own. Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man? |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Anthem Of The Sun (1968)
The other day they waited, the sky was dark and faded,
Solemnly they stated, "He has to die, you know he has to die." All the children learnin', from books that they were burnin', Every leaf was turnin'; to watch him die, you know he had to die. The summer sun looked down on him, his mother could but frown on him, And all the others sound on him, but it doesn't seem to matter. And when the day had ended, with rainbow colors blended, His mind remained unbended, he had to die, you know he had to die. Spanish lady comes to me, she lays on me this rose. It rainbow spirals round and round it trembles and explodes. It left a smoking crater of my mind I like to blow away. But the heat came 'round and busted me for smiling on a cloudy day. Comin', comin', comin' around, comin', around, comin', around, in a circle Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' around, in a circle, Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' in a circle. Skippin' through the lily fields I came across an empty space, It trembled and exploded, left a bus stop in it's place. The bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began, There was cowboy Neal at the wheel of the bus to never ever land. Comin', comin', comin' around, comin', around, comin', around, in a circle Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' around, in a circle, Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' in a circle. And when the day had ended, with rainbow colors blended, Their minds remained unbended, He had to die, Oh, you know he had to die. |
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from Grateful Dead - Live Dead [live] (1969)
Without a warning you broke my heart,
taken it baby, torn it apart And you left me standin' in the dark cryin', said your love for me was dyin' Come on babe, baby please cause I'm beggin' you baby and I'm on my knees Turn on your light, let it shine on me Turn on your love light, let it shine on me Hey, let shine, let it shine, let it shine Well I get lonely in the middle of the night and I need you darlin' to make things all right So come on babe, baby please and I'm beggin' you baby and I'm on my knees Turn on your light, let it shine on me Turn on your love light, let it shine on me Hey, let shine, let it shine, let it shine Without a warning you broke my heart, taken it baby, torn it apart And you left me standin' in the dark cryin', said your love for me was dyin' So come on babe, baby please and I'm beggin' you baby, I'm on my knees Turn on your light, let it shine on me Turn on your love light, let it shine on me Hey, let shine, let it shine, let it A little bit higher A little bit higher A little bit higher Cmon' Get up now Get up now Get up now Get up now C'mon babe C'mon babe C'mon babe C'mon babe C'mon baby C'mon baby C'mon baby C'mon baby |
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from Grateful Dead - Aoxomoxoa (2004)
Waves of violet go crashing and laughing
The rainbow winged singing birds fly 'round the sun Sun bells rain down in a liquid profusion Mermaids on porpoises draw up the dawn What's become of the baby this cold December morning? Songbirds frozen in their flight Drifting to the earth, remnants of forgotten dreaming Dawning answer comes there none. Go to sleep you child, dream of never-ending always Panes of crystal ice sparkle like waterfalls Lighting the polished ice caverns of the dawn, But where in the looking-glass fields of illusion Wandered the child who was perfect as the dawn? What's become of the baby this cold December morning? What's become of the baby this cold December morning? Racing in rhythm of the sun All the world revolves captured in the eye of woman Allah, where are you now? All eyes are blinded by the sparkling waters Scheherazade gathering stories to tell But where is the child who played with the sunshines? And chased the cloud shape to the regions of mind? Standing stream cries the south wind Lost in the regions of Shadow-like chains of illusion, delusions of living and dead. |
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