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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Old man down, way down down, down by the docks of the city.
Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee. I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story. My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine. More than my wine - more than my maker, though he's no friend of mine. Everyone said, I'd come to no good, I knew I would Pearly, believe them. Half of my life, I spent doin' time for some other fucker's crime, The other half found me stumbling 'round drunk on Burgundy wine. But I'll get back on my feet again someday, The good Lord willin', if He says I may. I know that the life I'm livin's no good, I'll get a new start, live the life I should. I'll get up and fly away, I'll get up and fly away, fly away. Pearly's been true, true to me, true to my dyin' day he said, I said to him, I said to him, "I'm sure she's been." I said to him, "I'm sure she's been true to you." Got up and wandered, wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around. I've got a girl, named Bonnie Lee, I know that girl's been true to me. I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Old man down, way down down, down by the docks of the city.
Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee. I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story. My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine. More than my wine - more than my maker, though he's no friend of mine. Everyone said, I'd come to no good, I knew I would Pearly, believe them. Half of my life, I spent doin' time for some other fucker's crime, The other half found me stumbling 'round drunk on Burgundy wine. But I'll get back on my feet again someday, The good Lord willin', if He says I may. I know that the life I'm livin's no good, I'll get a new start, live the life I should. I'll get up and fly away, I'll get up and fly away, fly away. Pearly's been true, true to me, true to my dyin' day he said, I said to him, I said to him, "I'm sure she's been." I said to him, "I'm sure she's been true to you." Got up and wandered, wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around. I've got a girl, named Bonnie Lee, I know that girl's been true to me. I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Old man down, way down down, down by the docks of the city.
Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee. I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story. My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine. More than my wine - more than my maker, though he's no friend of mine. Everyone said, I'd come to no good, I knew I would Pearly, believe them. Half of my life, I spent doin' time for some other fucker's crime, The other half found me stumbling 'round drunk on Burgundy wine. But I'll get back on my feet again someday, The good Lord willin', if He says I may. I know that the life I'm livin's no good, I'll get a new start, live the life I should. I'll get up and fly away, I'll get up and fly away, fly away. Pearly's been true, true to me, true to my dyin' day he said, I said to him, I said to him, "I'm sure she's been." I said to him, "I'm sure she's been true to you." Got up and wandered, wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around. I've got a girl, named Bonnie Lee, I know that girl's been true to me. I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Old man down, way down down, down by the docks of the city.
Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee. I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story. My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine. More than my wine - more than my maker, though he's no friend of mine. Everyone said, I'd come to no good, I knew I would Pearly, believe them. Half of my life, I spent doin' time for some other fucker's crime, The other half found me stumbling 'round drunk on Burgundy wine. But I'll get back on my feet again someday, The good Lord willin', if He says I may. I know that the life I'm livin's no good, I'll get a new start, live the life I should. I'll get up and fly away, I'll get up and fly away, fly away. Pearly's been true, true to me, true to my dyin' day he said, I said to him, I said to him, "I'm sure she's been." I said to him, "I'm sure she's been true to you." Got up and wandered, wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around. I've got a girl, named Bonnie Lee, I know that girl's been true to me. I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Old man down, way down down, down by the docks of the city.
Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee. I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story. My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine. More than my wine - more than my maker, though he's no friend of mine. Everyone said, I'd come to no good, I knew I would Pearly, believe them. Half of my life, I spent doin' time for some other fucker's crime, The other half found me stumbling 'round drunk on Burgundy wine. But I'll get back on my feet again someday, The good Lord willin', if He says I may. I know that the life I'm livin's no good, I'll get a new start, live the life I should. I'll get up and fly away, I'll get up and fly away, fly away. Pearly's been true, true to me, true to my dyin' day he said, I said to him, I said to him, "I'm sure she's been." I said to him, "I'm sure she's been true to you." Got up and wandered, wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around. I've got a girl, named Bonnie Lee, I know that girl's been true to me. I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Wake Of The Flood (1973)
Winter rain, now tell me why, Summers fade, and roses die.
The answer came; the wind and rain. Golden hills, now veiled in gray, Summer leaves have blown away Now what remains? The wind and rain. And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings, Knowing, Like a song that's born to soar the sky, Flowing, Flowing 'til the waters all are dry, Growing, the loving in her eyes. Circle songs and sands of time, and seasons will end in tumbled rhyme, and little change, the wind and rain. And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings, Knowing, Like a song that's born to soar the sky, Flowing, Flowing 'til the rivers all are dry, Growing, the loving in her eyes. Winter gray and falling rain, we'll see summer come again, Darkness falls and seasons change (gonna happen every time). Same old friends the wind and rain, Summers fade and roses die, You'll see summer come again, Like a song that's born to soar the sky. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Dick`S Picks Vol One (2004)
Winter rain, now tell me why, Summers fade, and roses die.
The answer came; the wind and rain. Golden hills, now veiled in gray, Summer leaves have blown away Now what remains? The wind and rain. And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings, Knowing, Like a song that's born to soar the sky, Flowing, Flowing 'til the waters all are dry, Growing, the loving in her eyes. Circle songs and sands of time, and seasons will end in tumbled rhyme, and little change, the wind and rain. And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings, Knowing, Like a song that's born to soar the sky, Flowing, Flowing 'til the rivers all are dry, Growing, the loving in her eyes. Winter gray and falling rain, we'll see summer come again, Darkness falls and seasons change (gonna happen every time). Same old friends the wind and rain, Summers fade and roses die, You'll see summer come again, Like a song that's born to soar the sky. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Winter rain, now tell me why, Summers fade, and roses die.
The answer came; the wind and rain. Golden hills, now veiled in gray, Summer leaves have blown away Now what remains? The wind and rain. And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings, Knowing, Like a song that's born to soar the sky, Flowing, Flowing 'til the waters all are dry, Growing, the loving in her eyes. Circle songs and sands of time, and seasons will end in tumbled rhyme, and little change, the wind and rain. And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings, Knowing, Like a song that's born to soar the sky, Flowing, Flowing 'til the rivers all are dry, Growing, the loving in her eyes. Winter gray and falling rain, we'll see summer come again, Darkness falls and seasons change (gonna happen every time). Same old friends the wind and rain, Summers fade and roses die, You'll see summer come again, Like a song that's born to soar the sky. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Wave that flag, pop the bag, skin the goat, learn to cope
Bell the rat, trap the cat, ball the jack, chew the fat Read the signs, connect the lines, pay your fines, save your dimes Pick up time, light the fuse, making time, pass the juice Eat at days, hide in caves, pull the tooth, stretch the truth Feed the poor, starve the war, pick up chicks, catch the fix Get your kicks, pick up sticks, trim your wick, take your pick Try your tricks, impress the chicks Wash the fence, dig the den, live the vain, die in shame Catch the fool, burn the stew, shine your shoes, sing the blues Wave the flag, pop the bag, bell the cat, trap the rat Ball the jack, chew the fat, shoot the breeze, lose the keys Read the signs, connect the lines, pay your fines, read the rhyme Shhot the breeze, lose your keys, don't be late, what I say Walk on waves, read the raves, eat at day, hide in caves Stretch the truth, pull the tooth, feed the poor, starve the war Cash the fix, get your kicks, trim your wick, take your pick Try your tricks, impress the chicks Wash the fence, dig the den, live the shame,die in vain Catch the fool, burn the stew, shine your shoes, sing the blues |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more
'Cause when life looks like Easy Street, there is danger at your door Think this through with me Let me know your mind Whoa oh, what I want to know is are you kind It's a buck dancer's choice my friends, better take my advice You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice Will you come with me Won't you come with me Whoa oh, what I want to know: will you come with me? God damn, well I declare Have you seen the like Their walls are built of cannon balls Their motto is "don't tread on me" Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come with me or go alone He's come to take his children home It's the same story the crow told me, it's the only one he knows Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go Ain't no time to hate Barely time to wait Whoa oh, what I want to know: where does the time go? I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb I got me a violin and I beg you call the tune Anybody's choice I can hear your voice Whoa oh, what I want to know: how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come along or go alone He's come to take his children home Whoa oh, what I want to know: how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come along or go alone He's come to take his children home |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more
'Cause when life looks like Easy Street, there is danger at your door Think this through with me Let me know your mind Whoa oh, what I want to know is are you kind It's a buck dancer's choice my friends, better take my advice You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice Will you come with me Won't you come with me Whoa oh, what I want to know: will you come with me? God damn, well I declare Have you seen the like Their walls are built of cannon balls Their motto is "don't tread on me" Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come with me or go alone He's come to take his children home It's the same story the crow told me, it's the only one he knows Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go Ain't no time to hate Barely time to wait Whoa oh, what I want to know: where does the time go? I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb I got me a violin and I beg you call the tune Anybody's choice I can hear your voice Whoa oh, what I want to know: how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come along or go alone He's come to take his children home Whoa oh, what I want to know: how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come along or go alone He's come to take his children home |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more
'Cause when life looks like Easy Street, there is danger at your door Think this through with me Let me know your mind Whoa oh, what I want to know is are you kind It's a buck dancer's choice my friends, better take my advice You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice Will you come with me Won't you come with me Whoa oh, what I want to know: will you come with me? God damn, well I declare Have you seen the like Their walls are built of cannon balls Their motto is "don't tread on me" Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come with me or go alone He's come to take his children home It's the same story the crow told me, it's the only one he knows Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go Ain't no time to hate Barely time to wait Whoa oh, what I want to know: where does the time go? I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb I got me a violin and I beg you call the tune Anybody's choice I can hear your voice Whoa oh, what I want to know: how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come along or go alone He's come to take his children home Whoa oh, what I want to know: how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band By the riverside Got some things to talk about Here beside the rising tide Come hear Uncle John's Band Playing to the tide Come along or go alone He's come to take his children home |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Blue light rain, whoa unbroken chain,
Looking for familiar faces in an empty window pane. Listening for the secret, searching for the sound But I could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds. Willow sky, whoa, I walk and wonder why, They say love your brother, but you will catch it when you try. Roll you down the line boy, drop you for a loss, Ride you out on a cold railroad and nail you to a cross. November and more, as I wait for the score, They're telling me forgiveness is the key to every door. A slow winter day a night like forever, Sink like a stone, float like a feather. (instrumental) Lilac rain, unbroken chain, Song of the sawhet owl. Out on the mountain, it'll drive you insane, Listening to the winds howl Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls, Unbroken chain of shy and sea. Unbroken chain of the western wind, Unbroken chain of you and me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Blue light rain, whoa unbroken chain,
Looking for familiar faces in an empty window pane. Listening for the secret, searching for the sound But I could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds. Willow sky, whoa, I walk and wonder why, They say love your brother, but you will catch it when you try. Roll you down the line boy, drop you for a loss, Ride you out on a cold railroad and nail you to a cross. November and more, as I wait for the score, They're telling me forgiveness is the key to every door. A slow winter day a night like forever, Sink like a stone, float like a feather. (instrumental) Lilac rain, unbroken chain, Song of the sawhet owl. Out on the mountain, it'll drive you insane, Listening to the winds howl Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls, Unbroken chain of shy and sea. Unbroken chain of the western wind, Unbroken chain of you and me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Blue light rain, whoa unbroken chain,
Looking for familiar faces in an empty window pane. Listening for the secret, searching for the sound But I could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds. Willow sky, whoa, I walk and wonder why, They say love your brother, but you will catch it when you try. Roll you down the line boy, drop you for a loss, Ride you out on a cold railroad and nail you to a cross. November and more, as I wait for the score, They're telling me forgiveness is the key to every door. A slow winter day a night like forever, Sink like a stone, float like a feather. (instrumental) Lilac rain, unbroken chain, Song of the sawhet owl. Out on the mountain, it'll drive you insane, Listening to the winds howl Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls, Unbroken chain of shy and sea. Unbroken chain of the western wind, Unbroken chain of you and me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Blue light rain, whoa unbroken chain,
Looking for familiar faces in an empty window pane. Listening for the secret, searching for the sound But I could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds. Willow sky, whoa, I walk and wonder why, They say love your brother, but you will catch it when you try. Roll you down the line boy, drop you for a loss, Ride you out on a cold railroad and nail you to a cross. November and more, as I wait for the score, They're telling me forgiveness is the key to every door. A slow winter day a night like forever, Sink like a stone, float like a feather. (instrumental) Lilac rain, unbroken chain, Song of the sawhet owl. Out on the mountain, it'll drive you insane, Listening to the winds howl Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls, Unbroken chain of shy and sea. Unbroken chain of the western wind, Unbroken chain of you and me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Red and white, blue suede shoes
I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive Ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change Stay seventy-two come shine or rain Wave the flag, pop the bag Rock the boat, skin the goat Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band Shake the hand that shook the hand Of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan. Shine your shoes, light your fuse Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues? I'll drink your health, share your wealth Run your life, steal your wife. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my Back to back chicken shack Son of a gun, better change your act We're all confused, what's to lose? Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Red and white, blue suede shoes
I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive Ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change Stay seventy-two come shine or rain Wave the flag, pop the bag Rock the boat, skin the goat Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band Shake the hand that shook the hand Of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan. Shine your shoes, light your fuse Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues? I'll drink your health, share your wealth Run your life, steal your wife. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my Back to back chicken shack Son of a gun, better change your act We're all confused, what's to lose? Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Red and white, blue suede shoes
I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive Ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change Stay seventy-two come shine or rain Wave the flag, pop the bag Rock the boat, skin the goat Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band Shake the hand that shook the hand Of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan. Shine your shoes, light your fuse Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues? I'll drink your health, share your wealth Run your life, steal your wife. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my Back to back chicken shack Son of a gun, better change your act We're all confused, what's to lose? Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my. |
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from The Grateful Dead - One From The Vault (1998)
Red and white, blue suede shoes
I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive Ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change Stay seventy-two come shine or rain Wave the flag, pop the bag Rock the boat, skin the goat Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band Shake the hand that shook the hand Of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan. Shine your shoes, light your fuse Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues? I'll drink your health, share your wealth Run your life, steal your wife. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my Back to back chicken shack Son of a gun, better change your act We're all confused, what's to lose? Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my. |
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Red and white, blue suede shoes
I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive Ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change Stay seventy-two come shine or rain Wave the flag, pop the bag Rock the boat, skin the goat Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band Shake the hand that shook the hand Of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan. Shine your shoes, light your fuse Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues? I'll drink your health, share your wealth Run your life, steal your wife. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my Back to back chicken shack Son of a gun, better change your act We're all confused, what's to lose? Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my. |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Europe '72 [live] (1972)
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come through the music Would you hold it near as it were your own? It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken Perhaps they're better left unsung I don't know, don't really care Let there be songs to fill the air (Chorus) Ripple in still water When there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow Reach out your hand if your cup be empty If your cup is full may it be again Let it be known there is a fountain That was not made by the hands of men There is a road, no simple highway Between the dawn and the dark of night And if you go no one may follow That path is for your steps alone (Chorus) You who choose to lead must follow But if you fall you fall alone If you should stand then who's to guide you? If I knew the way I would take you home |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Europe '72 [live] (1972)
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come through the music Would you hold it near as it were your own? It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken Perhaps they're better left unsung I don't know, don't really care Let there be songs to fill the air (Chorus) Ripple in still water When there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow Reach out your hand if your cup be empty If your cup is full may it be again Let it be known there is a fountain That was not made by the hands of men There is a road, no simple highway Between the dawn and the dark of night And if you go no one may follow That path is for your steps alone (Chorus) You who choose to lead must follow But if you fall you fall alone If you should stand then who's to guide you? If I knew the way I would take you home |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Truckin', got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on. Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street. Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street. Your typical city involved in a typical daydream Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings. Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New Orleans; New York's got the ways and means; but just won't let you be, oh no. Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love, But most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home. One of these days they know they got to get goin' Get out of the door and down on the street all alone. Truckin', like the do-dah man once told me, you got to play your hand. Sometimes the cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down. Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me, what a long, strange trip it's been. What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same. Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, All a friend can say is, ain't it a shame. Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin': you got to mellow slow. Takes time to pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on. Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window. Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in. Busted, down on Bourbon Street. Set up, like a bowlin' pin. Knocked down, it gets to wearin' thin. They just won't let you be, oh no. You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel; Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down. I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin', Get out of the door and light out and look all around. Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been. Truckin', I'm a goin' home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong, Back home, sit down and patch my bones, And get back truckin' on. Hey now get back truckin' home. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Truckin', got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on. Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street. Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street. Your typical city involved in a typical daydream Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings. Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New Orleans; New York's got the ways and means; but just won't let you be, oh no. Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love, But most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home. One of these days they know they got to get goin' Get out of the door and down on the street all alone. Truckin', like the do-dah man once told me, you got to play your hand. Sometimes the cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down. Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me, what a long, strange trip it's been. What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same. Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, All a friend can say is, ain't it a shame. Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin': you got to mellow slow. Takes time to pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on. Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window. Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in. Busted, down on Bourbon Street. Set up, like a bowlin' pin. Knocked down, it gets to wearin' thin. They just won't let you be, oh no. You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel; Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down. I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin', Get out of the door and light out and look all around. Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been. Truckin', I'm a goin' home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong, Back home, sit down and patch my bones, And get back truckin' on. Hey now get back truckin' home. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rocking The Cradle Egypt 1978 (2008)
Truckin', got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on. Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street. Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street. Your typical city involved in a typical daydream Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings. Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New Orleans; New York's got the ways and means; but just won't let you be, oh no. Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love, But most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home. One of these days they know they got to get goin' Get out of the door and down on the street all alone. Truckin', like the do-dah man once told me, you got to play your hand. Sometimes the cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down. Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me, what a long, strange trip it's been. What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same. Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, All a friend can say is, ain't it a shame. Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin': you got to mellow slow. Takes time to pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on. Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window. Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in. Busted, down on Bourbon Street. Set up, like a bowlin' pin. Knocked down, it gets to wearin' thin. They just won't let you be, oh no. You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel; Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down. I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin', Get out of the door and light out and look all around. Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been. Truckin', I'm a goin' home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong, Back home, sit down and patch my bones, And get back truckin' on. Hey now get back truckin' home. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Take my hand and run with me out of the past called yesterday
And walk with me into the future on to tomorrow Yesterday my sweetful life rolled again back no matter what There is nothing left but memories that bring sorrows Yesterday is gone but tomorrow is forever No more cryin' and memories find their way back Tomorrow's waiting let's journey there together Yesterday is gone but tomorrow is forever I care no for yesterday, I love you as you are today We must forget the passing time My love for you is the real kind of love that won't hurt you forever Yesterday is over. tomorrow is forever |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Mary run around, sailin' up and down,
Looking for a shot in some direction. Got it from the top, it's nothing you can stop, Lord, you know they made a fire connection. They love each other, Lord you can see that it's true, Lord you can see that it's true, Lord you can see that it's true. He could pass his time, around some other line But you know he choose this place beside her. Don't get in their way, there's nothing you can say, Nothing that you need to add or do. They love each other, Lord you can see that it's true, Lord you can see that it's true, Lord you can see that it's true. Its' nothing, they explain, it's like a diesel train you better not be there when it rolls, over, And when that train rolls in, you wonder where it's been, You gotta try and see a little further. ( ADDITIONAL LYRICS FROM THE 1973 VERSION ) Though you'll make a noise, just can't hear your voice. All the dizzy ride on your cold shoulder. Won't you believe what I say is true? Everything I did I heard it first from you. Everything I tell you, I heard it first from you. Heard your news report, you know you're falling short. Pretty soon, we'll trust you for the weather. When that ship comes in, you won't know where it's been. You got to try to see a little further. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Blues For Allah (1975)
There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds
It's been hot for seven weeks now, Too hot to even speak now, Did you hear what I just heard? Say it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind But there seems to be a beat now I can feel it my feet now Listen here it comes again! There's a band out on the highway, They're high steppin' into town It's a rainbow full of sound, It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns Everybody dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands. Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine, You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, Lord The band kept us too busy we forgot about the time. They're a band beyond description, Like Jehovah's favorite choir People joining hand in hand While the music played the band, Lord They're setting us on fire. Crazy rooster crowin' midnight, Balls of lightin' roll along Old men sing about their dreams, Women laugh and children scream And the band keeps playin' on. Keep on dancin' thru the daylight, Greet the mornin' air with song No ones's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone. Was it ever there at all? But they keep on dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday, And the corn's a bumper crop And the fields are full of dancin' Full of singin' and romancin' The music never stopped. |
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from The Grateful Dead - One From The Vault (1998)
There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds
It's been hot for seven weeks now, Too hot to even speak now, Did you hear what I just heard? Say it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind But there seems to be a beat now I can feel it my feet now Listen here it comes again! There's a band out on the highway, They're high steppin' into town It's a rainbow full of sound, It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns Everybody dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands. Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine, You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, Lord The band kept us too busy we forgot about the time. They're a band beyond description, Like Jehovah's favorite choir People joining hand in hand While the music played the band, Lord They're setting us on fire. Crazy rooster crowin' midnight, Balls of lightin' roll along Old men sing about their dreams, Women laugh and children scream And the band keeps playin' on. Keep on dancin' thru the daylight, Greet the mornin' air with song No ones's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone. Was it ever there at all? But they keep on dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday, And the corn's a bumper crop And the fields are full of dancin' Full of singin' and romancin' The music never stopped. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Terrapin Station (1977)
TERRAPIN STATION
Lyrics by Robert Hunter Music by Jerry Garcia Let my inspiration flow In total rhyme suggesting rhythm That will not forsake me 'Til my tale is told and done. While the firelight's aglow Strange shadows from the flames do grow 'Til things we've never seen Become familiar. Shadows of a sailor form, As winds both foul and fair all swarm Down in Carlisle he loved a lady Many years ago. Here beside him stands a man, A soldier from the looks of him, Who came through many fights, But lost in love. As the storyteller speaks, A door within the fire creaks, Suddenly it flies open, And a girl is standing there. Eyes alight, with glowing hair, All that fancy paints as fair, She takes her fan and throws it In the lion's den. "Which of you, to gain me, tell, Will risk uncertain pains of hell? I will not forgive you If you will not take the chance." The sailor gave at least a try, The soldier being much too wise. Strategy was his strength, And not disaster. The sailor coming out again, The Lady fairly leapt at him. That's how it stands today. You decide if he was wise. The Storyteller makes no choice. Soon, you will not hear his voice. His job is to shed light, And not to master. Since the end is never told, We pay the teller off in gold, In hopes he will come back, But he cannot be bought or sold. Inspiration, move me brightly Light the song with sense and color, Hold away despair! More than this, I will not ask, Faced with mysteries dark and vast. Statements just seem vain at last. Some rise, some fall, some climb To get to Terrapin Counting stars by candlelight All are dim but one is bright The spiral light of Venus Rising first and shining best Oh, from the north-west corner Of a brand-new crescent moon Crickets and cicadas sing A rare and different tune: Terrapin Station! In the shadow of the moon, Terrapin Station! And I know we'll be there soon! (Terrapin) I can't figure out (Terrapin) If it's the end or beginning (Terrapin) But the train's put it brakes on (Terrapin) And the whistle is screaming: Terrapin! |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Let my inspiration flow in token rhyme, suggesting rhythm,
That will not forsake you, till my tale is told and done. While the firelight's aglow, strange shadows from the flames will grow, Till things we've never seen will seem familiar. Shadows of a sailor, forming winds both foul and fair all swarm. Down in Carlisle, he loved a lady many years ago. Here beside him stands a man, a soldier from the looks of him, Who came through many fights, but lost at love. While the story teller speaks, a door within the fire creaks; Suddenly flies open, and a girl is standing there. Eyes alight, with glowing hair, all that fancy paints as fair, She takes her fan and throws it, in the lion's den. Which of you to gain me, tell, will risk uncertain pains of hell? I will not forgive you if you will not take the chance. The sailor gave at least a try, the soldier being much too wise, Strategy was his strength, and not disaster. The sailor, coming out again, the lady fairly leapt at him. That's how it stands today. You decide if he was wise. The story teller makes no choice. Soon you will not hear his voice. His job is to shed light, and not to master. Since the end is never told, we pay the teller off in gold, In hopes he will return, but he cannot be bought or sold. Terrapin Station Inspiration, move me brightly. Light the song with sense and color; Hold away despair, more than this I will not ask. Faced with mysteries dark and vast, statements just seem vain at last. Some rise, some fall, some climb, to get to Terrapin. Counting stars by candlelight, all are dim but one is bright; The spiral light of Venus, rising first and shining best, On, from the northwest corner, of a brand new crescent moon, While crickets and cicadas sing, a rare and different tune, Terrapin Station. In the shadow of the moon, Terrapin Station. And I know we'll get there soon, Terrapin Station. I can't figure out, Terrapin, if it's the end or beginning, Terrapin, But the train's put it's brakes on, Terrapin, And the whistle is screaming, TERRAPIN. Terrapin Station - At the Siding While you were gone, these faces filled with darkness. The obvious was hidden. With nothing to believe in, The compass always points to Terrapin. Sullen wings of fortune beat like rain. You're back in Terrapin for good or ill again, for good or ill again. |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Europe '72 [live] (1972)
Thirty two teeth in a jawbone
Alabama cryin for none Before I have to hit him I hope he's got the sense to run Reason those poor girls love him Promise them anything Reason they believe him He wears a big diamond ring Alabama getaway Alabama getaway Only way to please me Turn around and leave and walk away Majordomo Billy Bojangles Sit down and have a drink with me What's this about Alabame Keeps comin back to me? Heard your plea in the courthouse Jurybox began to rock and rise Fortynine sister states all had Alabama in their eyes Alabama getaway Alabama getaway Only way to please me Turn around and leave and walk away Why don't we just give Alabama rope enough to hang himself? Ain't no call to worry the jury His kind takes care of itself Twentythird Psalm Majordomo reserve me a table for three in the Valley of the Shadow just you, Alabama and me Alabama getaway Alabama getaway Only way to please me turn around and leave and walk away |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Europe '72 [live] (1972)
Thirty two teeth in a jawbone
Alabama cryin for none Before I have to hit him I hope he's got the sense to run Reason those poor girls love him Promise them anything Reason they believe him He wears a big diamond ring Alabama getaway Alabama getaway Only way to please me Turn around and leave and walk away Majordomo Billy Bojangles Sit down and have a drink with me What's this about Alabame Keeps comin back to me? Heard your plea in the courthouse Jurybox began to rock and rise Fortynine sister states all had Alabama in their eyes Alabama getaway Alabama getaway Only way to please me Turn around and leave and walk away Why don't we just give Alabama rope enough to hang himself? Ain't no call to worry the jury His kind takes care of itself Twentythird Psalm Majordomo reserve me a table for three in the Valley of the Shadow just you, Alabama and me Alabama getaway Alabama getaway Only way to please me turn around and leave and walk away |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Cold iron shackles, ball and chain,
Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train. You know you bound to wind up dead, If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed. Rich man step on my poor head, When you get back you better butter my bread. Well, do you know it's like I said, You better head back to Tennessee Jed. Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be, Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee. Drink all day and rock all night, The law come to get you if you don't walk right Got a letter this morning, baby all it read, You better head back to Tennessee Jed. I dropped four flights and cracked my spine, Honey, come quick with the iodine, Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed Then you head back to Tennessee Jed. Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be, Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee. I run into Charlie Fog, Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog, My doggie turned to me and he said, Let's head back to Tennessee Jed. I woke up a feelin' mean, Went down to play the slot machine, The wheels turned around, and the letters read, You better head back to Tennessee Jed. Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be, Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee. |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Sunshine, daydream, walking in the tall trees, going where the wind goes
Blooming like a red rose, Now come on over sweetly, Ride out singin', "I got you in the morning sunshine." Sunshine, daydream, Now come on over daydream Sunshine, daydream. Hey come on, Never gonna sweet dream Sunshine, daydream, Wading in a cold stream. Say calling out your window, "Wake Up!" Going where the wind goes, Never gonna miss that, No no no! Ride out singin', "I got you in the morning sunshine." Sunshine, daydream, (Hey) Street coming daydream Hey, hey, I'm moving on a daydream, (Hey) Hey, Sweet coming daydream, (Hey) Sun coming daydream, Come on over daydream, Come on over, Come on over daydream, Sweet coming daydream, Hey, never fade away dream, Yea, Hey hey, Sweet coming daydream, Never fade away dream |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Sunshine, daydream, walking in the tall trees, going where the wind goes
Blooming like a red rose, Now come on over sweetly, Ride out singin', "I got you in the morning sunshine." Sunshine, daydream, Now come on over daydream Sunshine, daydream. Hey come on, Never gonna sweet dream Sunshine, daydream, Wading in a cold stream. Say calling out your window, "Wake Up!" Going where the wind goes, Never gonna miss that, No no no! Ride out singin', "I got you in the morning sunshine." Sunshine, daydream, (Hey) Street coming daydream Hey, hey, I'm moving on a daydream, (Hey) Hey, Sweet coming daydream, (Hey) Sun coming daydream, Come on over daydream, Come on over, Come on over daydream, Sweet coming daydream, Hey, never fade away dream, Yea, Hey hey, Sweet coming daydream, Never fade away dream |
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from The Grateful Dead - Terrapin Station (1977)
Gazing at the fire, burning by the water
Before he speaks the world around us quiets. With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire He clears the air and cuts it with a feather. Many in a circle slowly 'round the fire When he is gone I want to know him better. No one is forsaken, no one is a liar, He plants the tree of life on our foreheads with water. He hums, there are drums, four winds, rising suns, We are singing and playing, I hear what he's saying. I remember breezes from winds inside your body keep me high, like I told you, I'll sing to them this story and know why. |
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from The Grateful Dead - One From The Vault (1998)
When they come to take you down When they bring that wagon 'round
When they come to call on you and drag your poor body down Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me You thought you was the cool fool and never could do no wrong Had everything sewed up tight. How come you lay awake all night long Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Well in spite of all you gained you still had to stand out in the pouring rain One last voice is calling you and I guess it's time you go Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Well shake it up now Sugaree, I'll meet you at the jubilee And if that jubilee don't come, maybe I'll meet you on the run Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
When they come to take you down When they bring that wagon 'round
When they come to call on you and drag your poor body down Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me You thought you was the cool fool and never could do no wrong Had everything sewed up tight. How come you lay awake all night long Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Well in spite of all you gained you still had to stand out in the pouring rain One last voice is calling you and I guess it's time you go Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Well shake it up now Sugaree, I'll meet you at the jubilee And if that jubilee don't come, maybe I'll meet you on the run Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling Sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me Shake it, shake it sugaree, just don't tell them that you know me |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Europe '72 [live] (1972)
Sugar Magnolia blossom's blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care Saw my baby down by the river Knew she'd have to come up soon for air Sweet blossom come on under the willow We can have high times if you'll abide We can discover the wonders of nature Rolling in the rushes down by the riverside She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double Pays my ticket when I speed She come skimming through rays of violet She can wade in a drop of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you She can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a Willys in four wheel drive She's a summer love in the spring, fall and winter She can make happy any man alive Sugar magnolia Ringin' that blue bell Caught up in sunlight Come on out singing I'll walk you in the sunshine Come on honey, come along with me She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need A breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlight Crazy in the sunlight yes indeed Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying When the moon is halfway down Sometimes when the night is dying I take me out and I wander round I wander round Sunshine daydream Walkin through the tall trees Going where the wind goes Blooming like a red rose Breathing more freely Light out singing I'll walk you in the morning sunshine Sunshine daydream Walk you in the sunshine |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Europe '72 [live] (1972)
Sugar Magnolia blossom's blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care Saw my baby down by the river Knew she'd have to come up soon for air Sweet blossom come on under the willow We can have high times if you'll abide We can discover the wonders of nature Rolling in the rushes down by the riverside She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double Pays my ticket when I speed She come skimming through rays of violet She can wade in a drop of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you She can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a Willys in four wheel drive She's a summer love in the spring, fall and winter She can make happy any man alive Sugar magnolia Ringin' that blue bell Caught up in sunlight Come on out singing I'll walk you in the sunshine Come on honey, come along with me She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need A breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlight Crazy in the sunlight yes indeed Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying When the moon is halfway down Sometimes when the night is dying I take me out and I wander round I wander round Sunshine daydream Walkin through the tall trees Going where the wind goes Blooming like a red rose Breathing more freely Light out singing I'll walk you in the morning sunshine Sunshine daydream Walk you in the sunshine |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Sugar Magnolia blossoms blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care Saw my baby down by the river Knew she'd have to come up soon for air Sweet blossom come on under the willow We can have high times if you'll abide We can discover the wonders of nature Rolling in the rushes down by the riverside She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double Pays my ticket when I speed She come skimming through rays of violet She can wade in a drop of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you She can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a Willys in four wheel drive She's a summer love in the spring, fall and winter She can make happy any man alive Sugar Magnolia Ringin' that blue bell Caught up in sunlight Go on out singing I'll walk you in the sunshine Come on honey, come along with me She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need A breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlight Crazy in the sunlight, yes indeed Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying When the moon is halfway down Sometimes when the night is dying I take me out and I wander 'round I wander 'round Sunshine daydream Walkin' in the tall trees Goin' where the wind goes Blooming like a red rose Breathing more freely Light out singing I'll walk you in the morning sunshine Sunshine daydream Walk you in the sunshine |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Sugar Magnolia blossoms blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care Saw my baby down by the river Knew she'd have to come up soon for air Sweet blossom come on under the willow We can have high times if you'll abide We can discover the wonders of nature Rolling in the rushes down by the riverside She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double Pays my ticket when I speed She come skimming through rays of violet She can wade in a drop of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you She can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a Willys in four wheel drive She's a summer love in the spring, fall and winter She can make happy any man alive Sugar Magnolia Ringin' that blue bell Caught up in sunlight Go on out singing I'll walk you in the sunshine Come on honey, come along with me She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need A breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlight Crazy in the sunlight, yes indeed Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying When the moon is halfway down Sometimes when the night is dying I take me out and I wander 'round I wander 'round Sunshine daydream Walkin' in the tall trees Goin' where the wind goes Blooming like a red rose Breathing more freely Light out singing I'll walk you in the morning sunshine Sunshine daydream Walk you in the sunshine |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Sugar Magnolia blossoms blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care Saw my baby down by the river Knew she'd have to come up soon for air Sweet blossom come on under the willow We can have high times if you'll abide We can discover the wonders of nature Rolling in the rushes down by the riverside She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double Pays my ticket when I speed She come skimming through rays of violet She can wade in a drop of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you She can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a Willys in four wheel drive She's a summer love in the spring, fall and winter She can make happy any man alive Sugar Magnolia Ringin' that blue bell Caught up in sunlight Go on out singing I'll walk you in the sunshine Come on honey, come along with me She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need A breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlight Crazy in the sunlight, yes indeed Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying When the moon is halfway down Sometimes when the night is dying I take me out and I wander 'round I wander 'round Sunshine daydream Walkin' in the tall trees Goin' where the wind goes Blooming like a red rose Breathing more freely Light out singing I'll walk you in the morning sunshine Sunshine daydream Walk you in the sunshine |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Sugar Magnolia blossoms blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care Saw my baby down by the river Knew she'd have to come up soon for air Sweet blossom come on under the willow We can have high times if you'll abide We can discover the wonders of nature Rolling in the rushes down by the riverside She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double Pays my ticket when I speed She come skimming through rays of violet She can wade in a drop of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you She can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a Willys in four wheel drive She's a summer love in the spring, fall and winter She can make happy any man alive Sugar Magnolia Ringin' that blue bell Caught up in sunlight Go on out singing I'll walk you in the sunshine Come on honey, come along with me She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need A breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlight Crazy in the sunlight, yes indeed Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying When the moon is halfway down Sometimes when the night is dying I take me out and I wander 'round I wander 'round Sunshine daydream Walkin' in the tall trees Goin' where the wind goes Blooming like a red rose Breathing more freely Light out singing I'll walk you in the morning sunshine Sunshine daydream Walk you in the sunshine |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Sugar Magnolia blossoms blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care Saw my baby down by the river Knew she'd have to come up soon for air Sweet blossom come on under the willow We can have high times if you'll abide We can discover the wonders of nature Rolling in the rushes down by the riverside She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double Pays my ticket when I speed She come skimming through rays of violet She can wade in a drop of dew She don't come and I don't follow Waits backstage while I sing to you She can dance a Cajun rhythm Jump like a Willys in four wheel drive She's a summer love in the spring, fall and winter She can make happy any man alive Sugar Magnolia Ringin' that blue bell Caught up in sunlight Go on out singing I'll walk you in the sunshine Come on honey, come along with me She's got everything delightful She's got everything I need A breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlight Crazy in the sunlight, yes indeed Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying When the moon is halfway down Sometimes when the night is dying I take me out and I wander 'round I wander 'round Sunshine daydream Walkin' in the tall trees Goin' where the wind goes Blooming like a red rose Breathing more freely Light out singing I'll walk you in the morning sunshine Sunshine daydream Walk you in the sunshine |
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from The Grateful Dead - Wake Of The Flood (1973)
All the years combine
they melt into a dream A broken angel sings from a guitar In the end there's just a song comes crying like the wind through all the broken dreams and vanished years Stella Blue When all the cards are down there's nothing left to see There's just the pavement left and broken dreams In the end there's still that song comes crying like the wind down every lonely street that's ever been Stella Blue I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel Can't win for trying Dust off those rusty strings just one more time Gonna make em shine It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free There's nothing you can hold for very long And when you hear that song come crying like the wind it seems like all this life was just a dream Stella Blue |
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from The Grateful Dead - Dick`S Picks Vol One (2004)
All the years combine
they melt into a dream A broken angel sings from a guitar In the end there's just a song comes crying like the wind through all the broken dreams and vanished years Stella Blue When all the cards are down there's nothing left to see There's just the pavement left and broken dreams In the end there's still that song comes crying like the wind down every lonely street that's ever been Stella Blue I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel Can't win for trying Dust off those rusty strings just one more time Gonna make em shine It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free There's nothing you can hold for very long And when you hear that song come crying like the wind it seems like all this life was just a dream Stella Blue |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
All the years combine
they melt into a dream A broken angel sings from a guitar In the end there's just a song comes crying like the wind through all the broken dreams and vanished years Stella Blue When all the cards are down there's nothing left to see There's just the pavement left and broken dreams In the end there's still that song comes crying like the wind down every lonely street that's ever been Stella Blue I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel Can't win for trying Dust off those rusty strings just one more time Gonna make em shine It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free There's nothing you can hold for very long And when you hear that song come crying like the wind it seems like all this life was just a dream Stella Blue |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rocking The Cradle Egypt 1978 (2008)
All the years combine
they melt into a dream A broken angel sings from a guitar In the end there's just a song comes crying like the wind through all the broken dreams and vanished years Stella Blue When all the cards are down there's nothing left to see There's just the pavement left and broken dreams In the end there's still that song comes crying like the wind down every lonely street that's ever been Stella Blue I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel Can't win for trying Dust off those rusty strings just one more time Gonna make em shine It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free There's nothing you can hold for very long And when you hear that song come crying like the wind it seems like all this life was just a dream Stella Blue |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
1948, Xmas eve, with a full moon over town
Stagger Lee shot Billy DeLions And he blew that poor boy down. Do you know what he shot him for? What do you make of that? Cause Billy DeLions threw the lucky dice Won Stagger Lee's Stetson hat. Bayo, Bayo, tell me how can this be? You arrest the girls for turning tricks But you're scared of Stagger Lee. Stagger Lee is a madman and he shot my Billy D. Bayo go get him or give the job to me. Delia DeLions, dear sweet Delia-D How the hell can I arrest him? He's twice as big as me. Well don't ask me to go downtown, I won't come back alive (no more). Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45 (four). Bayo, Delia said, just give me a gun he shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung. She went into the DeLion's club through Billy DeLions blood Stepped up to Stagger Lee at the bar, Said, "Buy me a gin fizz, love." As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die. Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street A three-piece band on the corner played "Near My God to Thee" But Delia whistled a different tune, what tune could it be? The song that woman sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". The song that Delia sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
1948, Xmas eve, with a full moon over town
Stagger Lee shot Billy DeLions And he blew that poor boy down. Do you know what he shot him for? What do you make of that? Cause Billy DeLions threw the lucky dice Won Stagger Lee's Stetson hat. Bayo, Bayo, tell me how can this be? You arrest the girls for turning tricks But you're scared of Stagger Lee. Stagger Lee is a madman and he shot my Billy D. Bayo go get him or give the job to me. Delia DeLions, dear sweet Delia-D How the hell can I arrest him? He's twice as big as me. Well don't ask me to go downtown, I won't come back alive (no more). Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45 (four). Bayo, Delia said, just give me a gun he shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung. She went into the DeLion's club through Billy DeLions blood Stepped up to Stagger Lee at the bar, Said, "Buy me a gin fizz, love." As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die. Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street A three-piece band on the corner played "Near My God to Thee" But Delia whistled a different tune, what tune could it be? The song that woman sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". The song that Delia sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
1948, Xmas eve, with a full moon over town
Stagger Lee shot Billy DeLions And he blew that poor boy down. Do you know what he shot him for? What do you make of that? Cause Billy DeLions threw the lucky dice Won Stagger Lee's Stetson hat. Bayo, Bayo, tell me how can this be? You arrest the girls for turning tricks But you're scared of Stagger Lee. Stagger Lee is a madman and he shot my Billy D. Bayo go get him or give the job to me. Delia DeLions, dear sweet Delia-D How the hell can I arrest him? He's twice as big as me. Well don't ask me to go downtown, I won't come back alive (no more). Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45 (four). Bayo, Delia said, just give me a gun he shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung. She went into the DeLion's club through Billy DeLions blood Stepped up to Stagger Lee at the bar, Said, "Buy me a gin fizz, love." As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die. Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street A three-piece band on the corner played "Near My God to Thee" But Delia whistled a different tune, what tune could it be? The song that woman sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". The song that Delia sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rocking The Cradle Egypt 1978 (2008)
1948, Xmas eve, with a full moon over town
Stagger Lee shot Billy DeLions And he blew that poor boy down. Do you know what he shot him for? What do you make of that? Cause Billy DeLions threw the lucky dice Won Stagger Lee's Stetson hat. Bayo, Bayo, tell me how can this be? You arrest the girls for turning tricks But you're scared of Stagger Lee. Stagger Lee is a madman and he shot my Billy D. Bayo go get him or give the job to me. Delia DeLions, dear sweet Delia-D How the hell can I arrest him? He's twice as big as me. Well don't ask me to go downtown, I won't come back alive (no more). Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45 (four). Bayo, Delia said, just give me a gun he shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung. She went into the DeLion's club through Billy DeLions blood Stepped up to Stagger Lee at the bar, Said, "Buy me a gin fizz, love." As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die. Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street A three-piece band on the corner played "Near My God to Thee" But Delia whistled a different tune, what tune could it be? The song that woman sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". The song that Delia sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee". |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Mississippi River so big and wide, blond haired woman on the other side.
Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world. I worked all summer, spring and fall, blond haired woman the cause of it all. Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world. I saw her in Dallas and El Paso. Said come back baby, I need you so. Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world. Mississippi River so big and wide, blond haired woman on the other side. Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry 'cause I'm sitting on top of the world. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Went to see the captain
Strangest I could find Laid my proposition down I laid it on the line I won't slave for beggar's pay Likewise gold and jewels But I would slave to learn the way To sink your ship of fools Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools Saw you first ship sink and drown From rockin' of the boat And all that could not sink or swim Was just left there to float I won't leave you drifting down But, whoa, it makes me wild With thirty years upon my head To have you call me child Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools The bottles stand as empty As they were filled before And time that was in plenty But from that cup no more Though I would not caution all I still might warn a few Don't lend your hand to raise no flag Atop no ship of fools Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Went to see the captain
Strangest I could find Laid my proposition down I laid it on the line I won't slave for beggar's pay Likewise gold and jewels But I would slave to learn the way To sink your ship of fools Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools Saw you first ship sink and drown From rockin' of the boat And all that could not sink or swim Was just left there to float I won't leave you drifting down But, whoa, it makes me wild With thirty years upon my head To have you call me child Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools The bottles stand as empty As they were filled before And time that was in plenty But from that cup no more Though I would not caution all I still might warn a few Don't lend your hand to raise no flag Atop no ship of fools Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Went to see the captain
Strangest I could find Laid my proposition down I laid it on the line I won't slave for beggar's pay Likewise gold and jewels But I would slave to learn the way To sink your ship of fools Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools Saw you first ship sink and drown From rockin' of the boat And all that could not sink or swim Was just left there to float I won't leave you drifting down But, whoa, it makes me wild With thirty years upon my head To have you call me child Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools The bottles stand as empty As they were filled before And time that was in plenty But from that cup no more Though I would not caution all I still might warn a few Don't lend your hand to raise no flag Atop no ship of fools Ship of fools On a cruel sea Ship of fools Sail away from me It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools It was later than I thought When I first believed you Now I cannot share your laughter Ship of fools |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
You're tellin me this town ain't got no heart
Well, well, well, you can never tell The sunny side of the street is dark Well, well, well, you can never tell Maybe that's cause it's midnight, In the dark of the moon besides Maybe the dark is from your eyes Maybe the dark is from your eyes Maybe the dark is from your eyes You know you got such dark eyes Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around You think you've seen this town clear through Well, well, well, you can never tell Nothin' here that could interest you Well, well, well, you can never tell It's not because you missed out On the thing that we had, to start Maybe you had too much too fast Maybe you had too much too fast Maybe you had too much too fast Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around Since I'm passing your way today Well, well, well, you can never tell I just stopped in cause I want to say Well, well, well, you can never tell I recall your darkness When it crackled like a thundercloud Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart When I can hear it beat out loud Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rocking The Cradle Egypt 1978 (2008)
You're tellin me this town ain't got no heart
Well, well, well, you can never tell The sunny side of the street is dark Well, well, well, you can never tell Maybe that's cause it's midnight, In the dark of the moon besides Maybe the dark is from your eyes Maybe the dark is from your eyes Maybe the dark is from your eyes You know you got such dark eyes Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around You think you've seen this town clear through Well, well, well, you can never tell Nothin' here that could interest you Well, well, well, you can never tell It's not because you missed out On the thing that we had, to start Maybe you had too much too fast Maybe you had too much too fast Maybe you had too much too fast Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around Since I'm passing your way today Well, well, well, you can never tell I just stopped in cause I want to say Well, well, well, you can never tell I recall your darkness When it crackled like a thundercloud Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart When I can hear it beat out loud Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street Used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart You just gotta poke around |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, From the other direction, she was calling my eye, It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without askin' she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong. It seldom turns out the way it does in this song. Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way-i had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"; The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, From the other direction, she was calling my eye, It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without askin' she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong. It seldom turns out the way it does in this song. Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way-i had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"; The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, From the other direction, she was calling my eye, It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without askin' she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong. It seldom turns out the way it does in this song. Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way-i had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"; The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, From the other direction, she was calling my eye, It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without askin' she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong. It seldom turns out the way it does in this song. Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way-i had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"; The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, From the other direction, she was calling my eye, It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without askin' she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong. It seldom turns out the way it does in this song. Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way-i had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"; The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, From the other direction, she was calling my eye, It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without askin' she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong. It seldom turns out the way it does in this song. Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way-i had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"; The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, From the other direction, she was calling my eye, It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without askin' she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong. It seldom turns out the way it does in this song. Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way-i had to let her pass by, let her pass by Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"; The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Music: Noah Lewis, arranged by Grateful Dead
Lyrics: Noah Lewis If I had my way If I had my way If I had my way I would tear this whole building down Delilah was a woman, she was fine and fair She had good looks - God knows - and coal black hair Delilah she gained old Samson's mind When first he saw this woman, she looked so fine Delilah she climbed up on Samson's knee Said tell me where your strength lies, if you please Then she spoke so kind, she talked so fair That Samson said, Delilah you cut off my hair You can shave my head, as clean as my hand My strength will come as natural as any other man You read about Samson, all from his birth He was the strongest man ever had lived on earth One day while Samson was walking along Looked down on the ground he saw an old jaw bone Then he stretched out his arm and his chains broke like threads And when he got to move, ten thousand were dead Now Samson and the lion, they got in attack And Samson he walked up on the lion's back You read about this lion, he killed a man with his paw Samson got hands up round the lion's jaw He ripped that beast, killed it dead And the bees made honey in the lion's head If I had my way If I had my way If I had my way I would tear this whole building down Tear this whole building down! |
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from The Grateful Dead - Wake Of The Flood (1973)
Julie catch a rabbit by his hair
Come back step, like to walk on air Get back home where you belong and don't you run off no more Don't hang your head let the two-time roll Grass shack nailed to a pine wood floor Ask the time? Baby I don't know Come back later, we'll let it show And I say row, Jimmy row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row Here's my half a dollar if you dare double twist when you hit the air Look at Julie down below the levee doin the do-pas-o And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row Broken heart don't feel so bad Ain't got half a what you thought you had Rock your baby to and fro Not too fast and not too slow And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row That's the way it's been in town ever since they tore the juke box down Two-bit piece don't buy no more not so much as it done before And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rocking The Cradle Egypt 1978 (2008)
Julie catch a rabbit by his hair
Come back step, like to walk on air Get back home where you belong and don't you run off no more Don't hang your head let the two-time roll Grass shack nailed to a pine wood floor Ask the time? Baby I don't know Come back later, we'll let it show And I say row, Jimmy row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row Here's my half a dollar if you dare double twist when you hit the air Look at Julie down below the levee doin the do-pas-o And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row Broken heart don't feel so bad Ain't got half a what you thought you had Rock your baby to and fro Not too fast and not too slow And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row That's the way it's been in town ever since they tore the juke box down Two-bit piece don't buy no more not so much as it done before And I say row, Jimmy, row Gonna get there? I don't know Seems a common way to go Get down, row, row, row row, row |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Just like Jack the Ripper, just like Mojo Hand,
Just like Billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band, Just like New York City, just like Jerico, Pace the halls and climb the walls and get out when they blow. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. Just like Jack and Jill, Mama told the sailor One heat up, and one cool down, leave nothin' for the tailor. Just like Jack and Jill, Papa told the jailer One go up, and one go down, do yourself a favor. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. I'm gonna to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime, I know this song it ain't never gonna end. I'm gonna march you up and down along the county line, Take you to the leader of a band. Just like Crazy Otto, just like Wolfman Jack, Sittin plush with a royal flush, aces back to back. Just like Mary Shelly, just like Frankenstein, Clank your chains and count your change and try to walk the line. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. I'm gonna to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime, I know this song it ain't never gonna end. I'm gonna march you up and down along the county line, Take you to the leader of a band. Good-bye Mama and Papa Good-bye Jack and Jill The grass ain't greener The wine ain't sweeter Either side of the hill. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Just like Jack the Ripper, just like Mojo Hand,
Just like Billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band, Just like New York City, just like Jerico, Pace the halls and climb the walls and get out when they blow. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. Just like Jack and Jill, Mama told the sailor One heat up, and one cool down, leave nothin' for the tailor. Just like Jack and Jill, Papa told the jailer One go up, and one go down, do yourself a favor. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. I'm gonna to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime, I know this song it ain't never gonna end. I'm gonna march you up and down along the county line, Take you to the leader of a band. Just like Crazy Otto, just like Wolfman Jack, Sittin plush with a royal flush, aces back to back. Just like Mary Shelly, just like Frankenstein, Clank your chains and count your change and try to walk the line. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. I'm gonna to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime, I know this song it ain't never gonna end. I'm gonna march you up and down along the county line, Take you to the leader of a band. Good-bye Mama and Papa Good-bye Jack and Jill The grass ain't greener The wine ain't sweeter Either side of the hill. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia, California on my mind.
Straddled that Greyhound, it rode me past Raleigh, and on across Caroline. Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill, and we never was a minute late. We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown, rollin' 'cross the Georgia state. Had motor trouble it turned into a struggle, half way 'cross Alabam, the 'hound broke down left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham. Straight off bought me a through train ticket, right across Mississippi clean And I was on the midnight flyer out of Birmingham Smoking into New Orleans. Somebody help me get out of Louisiana Just help me get to Houston town. People are there who care a little 'bout me And they won't let the poor boy down. Sure as she bore me, she bought me a silk suit, put luggage in my hands, And I woke up high over Albuquerque On a jet to the promised land. Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte, Flying over to the Golden State; When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes We'd be headin' in the terminal gate. Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy Taxi to the terminal zone; Cut your engines, cool your wings, And let me make it to the telephone. Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, Tidewater four ten on nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's on the line. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Out on the edge of an empty highway, howling at the blood on the moon,
Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way, can't hit that border too soon. Running hard out of Muskrat Flats, it was sixty days or double life, Hail on my back like a shotgun blast, high wind chimes in the night. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, oh, oh bitter olives in the sun, Oh, oh I had me some lovin', and I done some time. Since I came down from Oregon, there's a lesson or two I've learned By standing in the road alone, standing watching the fires burn. The northern sky it stinks with greed, you can smell it for miles around, Good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel, sitting doing that git on down. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, of, of silver apples in the sun, I see your silver shining town, but I know I can't go there -- Your streets run deep with poisoned wine, your doorways crawl with fear. So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at, where the weed grows green and fine And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, whoa, on Oaxaca vine. Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga, I can see golden forests in the sun. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Out on the edge of an empty highway, howling at the blood on the moon,
Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way, can't hit that border too soon. Running hard out of Muskrat Flats, it was sixty days or double life, Hail on my back like a shotgun blast, high wind chimes in the night. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, oh, oh bitter olives in the sun, Oh, oh I had me some lovin', and I done some time. Since I came down from Oregon, there's a lesson or two I've learned By standing in the road alone, standing watching the fires burn. The northern sky it stinks with greed, you can smell it for miles around, Good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel, sitting doing that git on down. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, of, of silver apples in the sun, I see your silver shining town, but I know I can't go there -- Your streets run deep with poisoned wine, your doorways crawl with fear. So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at, where the weed grows green and fine And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, whoa, on Oaxaca vine. Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga, I can see golden forests in the sun. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Out on the edge of an empty highway, howling at the blood on the moon,
Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way, can't hit that border too soon. Running hard out of Muskrat Flats, it was sixty days or double life, Hail on my back like a shotgun blast, high wind chimes in the night. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, oh, oh bitter olives in the sun, Oh, oh I had me some lovin', and I done some time. Since I came down from Oregon, there's a lesson or two I've learned By standing in the road alone, standing watching the fires burn. The northern sky it stinks with greed, you can smell it for miles around, Good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel, sitting doing that git on down. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, of, of silver apples in the sun, I see your silver shining town, but I know I can't go there -- Your streets run deep with poisoned wine, your doorways crawl with fear. So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at, where the weed grows green and fine And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, whoa, on Oaxaca vine. Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga, I can see golden forests in the sun. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
Out on the edge of an empty highway, howling at the blood on the moon,
Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way, can't hit that border too soon. Running hard out of Muskrat Flats, it was sixty days or double life, Hail on my back like a shotgun blast, high wind chimes in the night. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, oh, oh bitter olives in the sun, Oh, oh I had me some lovin', and I done some time. Since I came down from Oregon, there's a lesson or two I've learned By standing in the road alone, standing watching the fires burn. The northern sky it stinks with greed, you can smell it for miles around, Good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel, sitting doing that git on down. Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, of, of silver apples in the sun, I see your silver shining town, but I know I can't go there -- Your streets run deep with poisoned wine, your doorways crawl with fear. So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at, where the weed grows green and fine And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, whoa, on Oaxaca vine. Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga, I can see golden forests in the sun. |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just a man Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Some folks look for answers Others look for fights Some folks up in treetops Just look to see the sights I can tell your future Look what's in your hand But I can't stop for nothing I'm just playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Standing on a tower World at my command You just keep a turning While I'm playing in the band If a man among you Got no sin upon his hand Let him cast a stone at me For playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just a man Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Some folks look for answers Others look for fights Some folks up in treetops Just look to see the sights I can tell your future Look what's in your hand But I can't stop for nothing I'm just playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Standing on a tower World at my command You just keep a turning While I'm playing in the band If a man among you Got no sin upon his hand Let him cast a stone at me For playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land |
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from The Grateful Dead - Dick`S Picks Vol One (2004)
Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just a man Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Some folks look for answers Others look for fights Some folks up in treetops Just look to see the sights I can tell your future Look what's in your hand But I can't stop for nothing I'm just playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Standing on a tower World at my command You just keep a turning While I'm playing in the band If a man among you Got no sin upon his hand Let him cast a stone at me For playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just a man Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Some folks look for answers Others look for fights Some folks up in treetops Just look to see the sights I can tell your future Look what's in your hand But I can't stop for nothing I'm just playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Standing on a tower World at my command You just keep a turning While I'm playing in the band If a man among you Got no sin upon his hand Let him cast a stone at me For playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just a man Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Some folks look for answers Others look for fights Some folks up in treetops Just look to see the sights I can tell your future Look what's in your hand But I can't stop for nothing I'm just playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Standing on a tower World at my command You just keep a turning While I'm playing in the band If a man among you Got no sin upon his hand Let him cast a stone at me For playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just a man Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Some folks look for answers Others look for fights Some folks up in treetops Just look to see the sights I can tell your future Look what's in your hand But I can't stop for nothing I'm just playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Standing on a tower World at my command You just keep a turning While I'm playing in the band If a man among you Got no sin upon his hand Let him cast a stone at me For playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just a man Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Some folks look for answers Others look for fights Some folks up in treetops Just look to see the sights I can tell your future Look what's in your hand But I can't stop for nothing I'm just playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Standing on a tower World at my command You just keep a turning While I'm playing in the band If a man among you Got no sin upon his hand Let him cast a stone at me For playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land |
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