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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Oh, my number one occupation is stealing women from their men Well, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good. Said, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good. Well, the sheriff couldn't catch me, But his little girl sure wish she could. Well now the doctor call me crazy, sometimes I am, sometimes I ain't, Said now the doctor call me crazy, sometimes I am, sometimes I ain't, Yes, and the preacher man call me sinner But his little girl call me saint. Well a couple shots of whiskey women 'round here start looking good, I said a couple shots of whiskey women 'round here start looking good, A couple more shots of whiskey, I'm going down to Minglewood. Said, I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Said, I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Yes and my number one occupation is stealing women from their men I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Oh, my number one occupation is stealing women from their men |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Well the joint was jumpin', going 'round and 'round,
Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down. Well it sounds so sweet I had to take me a chance, I rose out of me seat Lord, I had to dance, Started moving my feet, well a clapping my hands. Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round, Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down. Well at twelve o'clock Lord, the place was packed, The front doors was locked Lord, the place was packed, When the police knocked, those doors they flew back. Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round, Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down |
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from The Grateful Dead - Dick`S Picks Vol One (2004)
Well the joint was jumpin', going 'round and 'round,
Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down. Well it sounds so sweet I had to take me a chance, I rose out of me seat Lord, I had to dance, Started moving my feet, well a clapping my hands. Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round, Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down. Well at twelve o'clock Lord, the place was packed, The front doors was locked Lord, the place was packed, When the police knocked, those doors they flew back. Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round, Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Well the joint was jumpin', going 'round and 'round,
Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down. Well it sounds so sweet I had to take me a chance, I rose out of me seat Lord, I had to dance, Started moving my feet, well a clapping my hands. Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round, Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down. Well at twelve o'clock Lord, the place was packed, The front doors was locked Lord, the place was packed, When the police knocked, those doors they flew back. Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round, Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rocking The Cradle Egypt 1978 (2008)
Well the joint was jumpin', going 'round and 'round,
Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down. Well it sounds so sweet I had to take me a chance, I rose out of me seat Lord, I had to dance, Started moving my feet, well a clapping my hands. Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round, Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down. Well at twelve o'clock Lord, the place was packed, The front doors was locked Lord, the place was packed, When the police knocked, those doors they flew back. Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round, Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound, Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Well this job I've got is just a little too hard,
Running out of money, Lord, I need more pay. Gonna wake up in the morning Lord, gonna pack my bags, I'm gonna beat it on down the line. I'm goin' down the line, goin down the line, Goin' down the line, goin down the line, Goin' down the line, goin down the line, Beat it on down the line. Yes I'll be waiting at the station Lord, when that train pulls on by, I'm going back where I belong. I'm going back to that same old used-to-be, Down in Joe Brown's coal mine. Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine. Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine. Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine. Down in Joe Brown's coal mine. Yeah, I'm goin' back to that shack way across that railroad track, Uh huh, that's where I think I belong. Got a sweet woman, Lord, and she's waiting there for me And that's where I'm gonna make my happy home. Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home. Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home. Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home. That's where I'm gonna make my happy home. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
I had a hard run
Running from your window I was all night running, running, running I wonder if you care? I had a run-in Run around and run down Run around a corner Run smack into a tree I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha don't you come around here anymore Dressed myself in green I went down to the sea Try to see what's going down Maybe read between the lines Had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling Turned around to see Heard a voice calling, calling, calling You was comin after me Back to me I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha don't you come around here anymore Ran into a rainstorm Ducked into a bar door It was all night pouring, pouring rain But not a drop on me Test me, test me Why don't you arrest me? Throw me in the jail house Until the sun goes down Till it go down I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha don't you come around here anymore |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? You ain't so big, you just tall, that's just about all. You got me working boss man, a workin' around the clock, I want a little drink of whiskey, you sure won't let me stop. Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? You ain't so big, you just tall, that's just about all. I'm gonna get me a boss man, one gonna treat me right, I work hard in the daytime, sure get drunk at night. You ain't so big, you just tall, that's just about all. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Dick`S Picks Vol One (2004)
Well my mama told me, my papa told me too,
Now my mama told me, papa told me too, Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues. Wish I had a'listened to what my mama said, Wish I had a'listened to what my mama said, Well I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed. Well I went to the depot, I never got there on time, Went down to the depot, never got there on time. Well my train done left, she's a rollin' down the line. Mister jailer go away now, don't tell me no lies, Mister jailer go away, don't tell me no lies, When the train's going down, she's rollin' down the line. Well my mama told me, my papa told me too, Now my mama told me, papa told me too, Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Well my mama told me, my papa told me too,
Now my mama told me, papa told me too, Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues. Wish I had a'listened to what my mama said, Wish I had a'listened to what my mama said, Well I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed. Well I went to the depot, I never got there on time, Went down to the depot, never got there on time. Well my train done left, she's a rollin' down the line. Mister jailer go away now, don't tell me no lies, Mister jailer go away, don't tell me no lies, When the train's going down, she's rollin' down the line. Well my mama told me, my papa told me too, Now my mama told me, papa told me too, Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Well my mama told me, my papa told me too,
Now my mama told me, papa told me too, Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues. Wish I had a'listened to what my mama said, Wish I had a'listened to what my mama said, Well I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed. Well I went to the depot, I never got there on time, Went down to the depot, never got there on time. Well my train done left, she's a rollin' down the line. Mister jailer go away now, don't tell me no lies, Mister jailer go away, don't tell me no lies, When the train's going down, she's rollin' down the line. Well my mama told me, my papa told me too, Now my mama told me, papa told me too, Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues. |
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from The Grateful Dead - One From The Vault (1998)
Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry,
Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river, And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die. I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota, She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl. Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport, And I follow you big river when you called. Well I followed her down to St. Louie, later on down the river, Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone. Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus, She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone. Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on, Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans. I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf, She loves you big river more than me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry,
Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river, And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die. I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota, She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl. Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport, And I follow you big river when you called. Well I followed her down to St. Louie, later on down the river, Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone. Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus, She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone. Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on, Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans. I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf, She loves you big river more than me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Dick`S Picks Vol One (2004)
Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry,
Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river, And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die. I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota, She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl. Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport, And I follow you big river when you called. Well I followed her down to St. Louie, later on down the river, Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone. Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus, She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone. Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on, Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans. I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf, She loves you big river more than me. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
All of my friends come to see me last night
I was laying in my bed and dying Annie Bonneau from St. Angel Say the weather down here so fine Just then the wind came squalling through the dark But who can the weather command? Just want to have a little peace to die And a friend or two I love at hand Fever roll up to a hundred and five Roll on up, gonna roll back down One more day I find myself alive Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground See here how everything led up to this day And it's just like any other day that's ever been Sun going up and then the sun going down Come around, come around The people might know, but the people don't care That a man can be as poor as me Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain Now let's come run and see, run and see Run and see, run, run and see, and see |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
All of my friends come to see me last night
I was laying in my bed and dying Annie Bonneau from St. Angel Say the weather down here so fine Just then the wind came squalling through the dark But who can the weather command? Just want to have a little peace to die And a friend or two I love at hand Fever roll up to a hundred and five Roll on up, gonna roll back down One more day I find myself alive Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground See here how everything led up to this day And it's just like any other day that's ever been Sun going up and then the sun going down Come around, come around The people might know, but the people don't care That a man can be as poor as me Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain Now let's come run and see, run and see Run and see, run, run and see, and see |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Bringing me down,
I'm running aground Blind in the light of the interstate cars. Passing me by, The busses and semis, Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars. But I'm here by the road, Bound to the load That I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars. Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up, The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars. The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in With its words of a life where nothing is new. Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost from the light. Ohhh, I'm drowning in you. I left St. Louis, the City of Blues, In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget. I tried to pretend it came to an end Cause you weren't the woman I thought I once met. But I can't deny that times have gone by When I never had doubts or thoughts of regret And I was a man when all this began Who wouldn't think twice about being there yet. The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in. And it speaks of a life that passes like dew. It's forced me to see that you've done better by me, Better by me than I've done by you. What's to be found, racing around, You carry your pain wherever you go. Full of the blues and trying to lose You ain't gonna learn what you don't want to know. So I give you my eyes, and all of their lies Please help them to learn as well as to see Capture a glance and make it a dance Of looking at you looking at me. The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in With its words of a lie that could almost be true. Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light. I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna do Goin back home that's what I'm gonna do Turnin' around, That's what I'm gonna do 'Cause you've done better by me Than I've done by you |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Bringing me down,
I'm running aground Blind in the light of the interstate cars. Passing me by, The busses and semis, Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars. But I'm here by the road, Bound to the load That I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars. Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up, The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars. The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in With its words of a life where nothing is new. Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost from the light. Ohhh, I'm drowning in you. I left St. Louis, the City of Blues, In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget. I tried to pretend it came to an end Cause you weren't the woman I thought I once met. But I can't deny that times have gone by When I never had doubts or thoughts of regret And I was a man when all this began Who wouldn't think twice about being there yet. The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in. And it speaks of a life that passes like dew. It's forced me to see that you've done better by me, Better by me than I've done by you. What's to be found, racing around, You carry your pain wherever you go. Full of the blues and trying to lose You ain't gonna learn what you don't want to know. So I give you my eyes, and all of their lies Please help them to learn as well as to see Capture a glance and make it a dance Of looking at you looking at me. The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in With its words of a lie that could almost be true. Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light. I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna do Goin back home that's what I'm gonna do Turnin' around, That's what I'm gonna do 'Cause you've done better by me Than I've done by you |
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from The Grateful Dead - One From The Vault (1998)
Arabian wind, The needle's eye is thin, The ships of state sail on mirage,
And drown in sand, Out in no-man's land where Allah does command. What good is spilling blood? It will not grow a thing; Taste eternity the swords sing: Blues of Allah In 'sh'Allah. They lie where they fall, There's nothing more to say, The desert stars are bright tonight lets meet as friends, The Flower of Islam, The Fruit of Abraham. The thousand stories have come round to one again, Arabian night, Our Gods pursue their fight, What fatal flowers of darkness spring from seeds of light. Bird of paradise fly in white sky, Blues for Allah In 'sh'Allah, Let's see with our heart, These things our eyes have seen, And know the truth must still lie somewhere in between. Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue, Bird of paradise fly in white sky, Blues for Allah In 'sh'Allah. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Fare you well my honey
Fare you well my only true one All the birds that were singing Have flown except you alone Goin to leave this Broke-down Palace On my hands and my knees I will roll roll roll Make myself a bed by the waterside In my time - in my time - I will roll roll roll In a bed, in a bed by the waterside I will lay my head Listen to the river sing sweet songs To rock my soul River gonna take me Sing me sweet and sleepy Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home It's a far gone lullaby sung many years ago Mama, Mama, many worlds I've come Since I first left home Goin home, goin home by the waterside I will rest my bones Listen to the river sing sweet songs To rock my soul Goin to plant a weeping willow On the banks green edge it will grow grow grow Sing a lullaby beside the water Lovers come and go - the river roll roll roll Fare you well, fare you well I love you more than words can tell Listen to the river sing sweet songs To rock my soul |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rocking The Cradle Egypt 1978 (2008)
Come all you pretty women with your hair hanging down
Open up your windows cause the Candyman's in town Come on boys and gamble, roll those laughing bones Seven come eleven boys, I'll take your money home Look out look out the Candyman, here he come a nd he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till the Candyman comes round again I come in from Memphis where I learned to talk the jive When I get back to Memphis, be one less man alive Good mornin Mr. Benson, I see you're doin well If I had me a shotgun I'd blow you straight to Hell Look out look out the Candyman, here he come and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till the Candyman comes round again Ooooh ooooooh Ooooh uhhh uhh Come on boys and wager if you have got the mind If you've got a dollar boys then lay it on the line Hand me my old guitar pass the whiskey round Wont you to tell everybody you meet that the Candyman's in town Look out look out the Candyman, here he come a nd he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till the Candyman comes round again |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Driving that train
High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind. This old engine makes it on time Leaves Central Station 'bout a quarter to nine Hits River Junction at seventeen to At a quarter to ten you know it's travlin' again. Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Trouble ahead, oh, Lady in red, Take my advice you'd be better off dead. Switchman's sleeping, train hundred and two is On the wrong track and headed for you. Driving that train High on cocaine, Casey Jones you better watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, And you know that notion just crossed my mind. Drive your train! Trouble with you is the trouble with me Got two good eyes but you still don't see Come round the bend, you know it's the end The fireman screams and the engine just gleams Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind And you know that notion just crossed my mind |
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Driving that train
High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind. This old engine makes it on time Leaves Central Station 'bout a quarter to nine Hits River Junction at seventeen to At a quarter to ten you know it's travlin' again. Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Trouble ahead, oh, Lady in red, Take my advice you'd be better off dead. Switchman's sleeping, train hundred and two is On the wrong track and headed for you. Driving that train High on cocaine, Casey Jones you better watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, And you know that notion just crossed my mind. Drive your train! Trouble with you is the trouble with me Got two good eyes but you still don't see Come round the bend, you know it's the end The fireman screams and the engine just gleams Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind And you know that notion just crossed my mind |
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Driving that train
High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind. This old engine makes it on time Leaves Central Station 'bout a quarter to nine Hits River Junction at seventeen to At a quarter to ten you know it's travlin' again. Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Trouble ahead, oh, Lady in red, Take my advice you'd be better off dead. Switchman's sleeping, train hundred and two is On the wrong track and headed for you. Driving that train High on cocaine, Casey Jones you better watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, And you know that notion just crossed my mind. Drive your train! Trouble with you is the trouble with me Got two good eyes but you still don't see Come round the bend, you know it's the end The fireman screams and the engine just gleams Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind Driving that train High on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed Trouble ahead, trouble behind And you know that notion just crossed my mind And you know that notion just crossed my mind |
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from The Grateful Dead - Terrapin Station (1977)
Mama said, "Don't go near that river,
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John." Come in the morning I'd always be there, Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn. Take me back to another morning, to a time so long ago, When the sweet magnolia blossomed, cotton fields as white as snow. Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed, Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend. Mama said, "Don't go near that river, Don't be hanging around old Catfish John." Come in the morning I'd always be there, Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn. Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg, traded for a chestnut mare, Lord he never spoke in anger though his load was hard to bear. Mama said, "Don't go near that river, Don't be hanging around old Catfish John." Come in the morning I'd always be there, Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn. Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn. |
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(Do Not Stop on Tracks)
I went down one day, I went down one day to see a Gypsy woman, Just one old day, yes I did, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out now, What's wrong with me and my baby. We ain't gettin' down like we used to do, I mean it's pretty good now, but there was a time, When it didn't work too well. I went down to see this Gypsy woman, you understand, I told her my story, I told her what was goin' on. And she told me, man she said, all you need, all you need, She said all you got to have, oh Lord, Just a touch of Mojo's hand, oh bring it back on, And it feels pretty good, yes indeed. |
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from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Europe '72 [live] (1972)
Look for a while at the China Cat sunflower,
Proud walking jingle in the midnight sun. Copperdome bodhi drip a silver kimono, Like a crazy quilt stargown through a dream night wind. Crazy cat peekin' through a lace bandanna, Like a one-eyed Cheshire, like a diamond-eye jack. A leaf of all colors plays a golden-string fiddle, To a double-E waterfall over my back. Comic book colors on a violin river Cryin' Leonardo, Words from out a silk trombone. I rang a silent bell, beneath a shower of pearls, In the eagle-winged palace of the Queen Chinee. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Look for awhile at the China Cat Sunflower
proud-walking jingle in the midnight sun Copper-dome Bodhi drip a silver kimono like a crazy-quilt stargown through a dream night wind Krazy Kat peeking through a lace bandana like a one-eyed Cheshire like a diamond-eye Jack A leaf of all colors plays a golden string fiddle to a double-e waterfall over my back Comic book colors on a violin river crying Leonardo words from out a silk trombone I rang a silent bell beneath a shower of pearls in the eagle wing palace of the Queen Chinee |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Look for awhile at the China Cat Sunflower
proud-walking jingle in the midnight sun Copper-dome Bodhi drip a silver kimono like a crazy-quilt stargown through a dream night wind Krazy Kat peeking through a lace bandana like a one-eyed Cheshire like a diamond-eye Jack A leaf of all colors plays a golden string fiddle to a double-e waterfall over my back Comic book colors on a violin river crying Leonardo words from out a silk trombone I rang a silent bell beneath a shower of pearls in the eagle wing palace of the Queen Chinee |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Look for awhile at the China Cat Sunflower
proud-walking jingle in the midnight sun Copper-dome Bodhi drip a silver kimono like a crazy-quilt stargown through a dream night wind Krazy Kat peeking through a lace bandana like a one-eyed Cheshire like a diamond-eye Jack A leaf of all colors plays a golden string fiddle to a double-e waterfall over my back Comic book colors on a violin river crying Leonardo words from out a silk trombone I rang a silent bell beneath a shower of pearls in the eagle wing palace of the Queen Chinee |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground, all I leave behind me is only what I found. If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die. Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground, all I leave behind me is only what I found. If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die. Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la. |
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from The Grateful Dead - From The Mars Hotel (1974)
A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground, all I leave behind me is only what I found. If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die. Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground, all I leave behind me is only what I found. If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die. Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Wake Of The Flood (1973)
A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you before I hit the ground, all I leave behind me is only what I found. If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die. Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Take it, you can have it, what I got baby, I can't hold
And if you find the secret tell me how to build the mold. And I can't handle your problems so don't try to handle mine, Get yourself a shotgun, a pocketful of shells And we can while away the time. Look up the wall, do it right, make a mistake, You're going to pay for it twice, But if you need it, got to have it get yourself A shotgun and bring it back home Look up the wall, you know you got to call Before you start falling, get ready to fall. And if you fallin my direction Don't expect no help at all....don't Get it right, do it nice And if you make a mistake, you're going to pay for it twice, But if you need it, got to have it get yourself A shotgun and bring it back home Look up the wall, you know you got to call But if you start falling, be ready to fall, And if you fall in my direction Don't expect no help at all, don't expect no help at all, Don't expect no help at all, and if you fall in my direction Don't expect no help at all, |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Take it, you can have it, what I got baby, I can't hold
And if you find the secret tell me how to build the mold. And I can't handle your problems so don't try to handle mine, Get yourself a shotgun, a pocketful of shells And we can while away the time. Look up the wall, do it right, make a mistake, You're going to pay for it twice, But if you need it, got to have it get yourself A shotgun and bring it back home Look up the wall, you know you got to call Before you start falling, get ready to fall. And if you fallin my direction Don't expect no help at all....don't Get it right, do it nice And if you make a mistake, you're going to pay for it twice, But if you need it, got to have it get yourself A shotgun and bring it back home Look up the wall, you know you got to call But if you start falling, be ready to fall, And if you fall in my direction Don't expect no help at all, don't expect no help at all, Don't expect no help at all, and if you fall in my direction Don't expect no help at all, |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Well I married me a wife, she's been trouble all my life
Run me out in the cold rain and snow Rain and snow, run me out in the cold rain and snow Well she's coming down the stairs, combin' back her yellow hair And I ain't goin be treated this ol' way Well she went up to her room where she sang her faithful tune Well I'm goin where those chilly winds don't blow |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Comes a time when the blind-man takes your hand, says "Don't you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe." Don't give it up, you got an empty cup only love can fill, only love can fill. Been walking all morning went walking all night I can't see much difference between the dark and light And I feel the wind And I taste the rain Never in my mind to cause so much pain. Comes a time when the blind-man takes your hand, says "Don't you see? Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe." Don't give it up, you got an empty cup only love can fill, only love can fill. From day to day just letting it ride. You get so far away from how it feels inside. You can't let go cause you're afraid to fall, But the day may come when you can't feel at all. The words come out like an angry stream. You hear yourself say things you could never mean. When you cool down you find your mind. You got a lot of words you've got to stand behind. Comes a time when the blind-man takes your hand, says "Don't you see? Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe." Don't give it up, you got an empty cup only love can fill, only love can fill, only love can fill, only love can fill. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Blues For Allah (1975)
Your rain falls like crazy fingers
Peals of fragile thunder keeping time Recall the days that still are to come some sing blue. Hang your heart on laughing willow stray Down to the water, deep sea of love beneath the sweet calm face of the sea swift undertow. Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know, See how it feels in the end. May Lady Lullaby sing plainly for you soft, strong, sweet and true. Cloud hands reaching from a rainbow tapping at the window, touch your hair So swift and bright strange figures of light float in air. Who can stop what must arrive now? Something new is waiting to be born Dark as the night you're still by my side shine inside . Gone are the days we stopped to decide where we should go, we just ride. Gone are the broken eyes we saw through in dreams gone, both dream and lie. Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know, Feels like it might be all right, While Lady Lullaby sings plainly through you Love still rings true. midnight on a carrocel ride, reaching for the gold ring down inside. Never could reach it, just slips away but I try. |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Since it costs a lot to win, and even more to lose,
You and me bound to spend some time wond'rin' what to choose. Goes to show, you don't ever know, Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, Don't you let that deal go down, no, no. I been gamblin' hereabouts for ten good solid years, If I told you all that went down it would burn off both of your ears. Goes to show you don't ever know Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, Don't you let that deal go down, no, no. Since you poured the wine for me and tightened up my shoes, I hate to leave you sittin' there, composin' lonesome blues. Goes to show you don't ever know Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down. Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down, Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down, Don't you let that deal go down, don't you let that deal go down. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Since it costs a lot to win, and even more to lose,
You and me bound to spend some time wond'rin' what to choose. Goes to show, you don't ever know, Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, Don't you let that deal go down, no, no. I been gamblin' hereabouts for ten good solid years, If I told you all that went down it would burn off both of your ears. Goes to show you don't ever know Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, Don't you let that deal go down, no, no. Since you poured the wine for me and tightened up my shoes, I hate to leave you sittin' there, composin' lonesome blues. Goes to show you don't ever know Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down. Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down, Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down, Don't you let that deal go down, don't you let that deal go down. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rocking The Cradle Egypt 1978 (2008)
Since it costs a lot to win, and even more to lose,
You and me bound to spend some time wond'rin' what to choose. Goes to show, you don't ever know, Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, Don't you let that deal go down, no, no. I been gamblin' hereabouts for ten good solid years, If I told you all that went down it would burn off both of your ears. Goes to show you don't ever know Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, Don't you let that deal go down, no, no. Since you poured the wine for me and tightened up my shoes, I hate to leave you sittin' there, composin' lonesome blues. Goes to show you don't ever know Watch each card you play and play it slow, Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down. Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down, Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down, Don't you let that deal go down, don't you let that deal go down. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
Out in the west Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl Nighttime would find me at Rosa's Cantina Music would play and Felina would whirl Black as the night were the eyes of Felina Wicked and evil while casting a spell My love was strong for this Mexiacn maiden I was in love, but in vain, I could tell One night a wily young cowboy came in Wild as the west Texas wind Dashing and daring a drink he was sharing With wicked Felina, the girl that I loved So in anger I challenged his right for the heart of the maiden Down went his hand for the gun that he wore My challenge was answered in less than a heartbeat The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor Just for a moment I stood there in silence Shocked at the foul, evil deed I had done Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there I had but one chance, and that was to run Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran Out where the horses were tied I picked a good one, it looked like he could run Up on his back and away I did ride Just as fast as I Could from the west Texas town of El Paso Out through the Badlands of New Mexico Back in El Paso my life would be worthless Everything's gone in life, nothing is left It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden My love is stronger than my fear of death I saddled up and away I did go Riding alone in the dark Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me But anything's worth this pain in my heart Now at last here I Am on the hill overlooking El Paso I can see Rosa's Cantina below My love is strong and it pushes me onward Down off the hill to Felina I go Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys Off to my left ride a dozen or more Shouting and shooting, I can't let them catch me I've got to make it to Rosa's back door Suddenly something is wrong, for I feel A deep burning pain in my side It's getting harder to stay in the saddle I'm getting weary, unable to ride But my love for Felina is strong, and I rise where I've fallen Though I am weary I can't stop to rest I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle I feel the bullet go deep in my chest From out of nowhere Felina has found me Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for One little kiss and Felina Good Bye |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Out in the west Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl Nighttime would find me at Rosa's Cantina Music would play and Felina would whirl Black as the night were the eyes of Felina Wicked and evil while casting a spell My love was strong for this Mexiacn maiden I was in love, but in vain, I could tell One night a wily young cowboy came in Wild as the west Texas wind Dashing and daring a drink he was sharing With wicked Felina, the girl that I loved So in anger I challenged his right for the heart of the maiden Down went his hand for the gun that he wore My challenge was answered in less than a heartbeat The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor Just for a moment I stood there in silence Shocked at the foul, evil deed I had done Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there I had but one chance, and that was to run Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran Out where the horses were tied I picked a good one, it looked like he could run Up on his back and away I did ride Just as fast as I Could from the west Texas town of El Paso Out through the Badlands of New Mexico Back in El Paso my life would be worthless Everything's gone in life, nothing is left It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden My love is stronger than my fear of death I saddled up and away I did go Riding alone in the dark Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me But anything's worth this pain in my heart Now at last here I Am on the hill overlooking El Paso I can see Rosa's Cantina below My love is strong and it pushes me onward Down off the hill to Felina I go Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys Off to my left ride a dozen or more Shouting and shooting, I can't let them catch me I've got to make it to Rosa's back door Suddenly something is wrong, for I feel A deep burning pain in my side It's getting harder to stay in the saddle I'm getting weary, unable to ride But my love for Felina is strong, and I rise where I've fallen Though I am weary I can't stop to rest I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle I feel the bullet go deep in my chest From out of nowhere Felina has found me Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for One little kiss and Felina Good Bye |
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from The Grateful Dead - Terrapin Station (1977)
My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no
Been so long I felt this way, I'm in no hurry, no Rainbows and down that highway where ocean breezes blow My time coming, voices saying they tell me where to go. Don't worry about me, nah nah nah, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, nah nah nah, I know where to go. California, preaching on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine. My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow Still I know I lead the way, they tell me where I go. Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go. California, a prophet on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine. You've all been asleep, you would not believe me Them voices tellin' me, you will soon receive me Standin' on the beach, the sea will part before me Fire wheel burning in the air! You will follow me and we will ride to glory, way up, the middle of the air! And I'll call down thunder and speak the same and my work fills the sky with flame and might and glory gonna be my name and men gonna light my way. My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, no no no, don't worry about me, no. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Wake Of The Flood (1973)
Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate Of winter's summer home Wondering where the nuthatch winter's Wings a mile long Just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own There comes a redeemer and he slowly, too, fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, its close on the heels of the day Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own |
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from The Grateful Dead - Wake Of The Flood (1973)
Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate Of winter's summer home Wondering where the nuthatch winter's Wings a mile long Just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own There comes a redeemer and he slowly, too, fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, its close on the heels of the day Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate Of winter's summer home Wondering where the nuthatch winter's Wings a mile long Just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own There comes a redeemer and he slowly, too, fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, its close on the heels of the day Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate Of winter's summer home Wondering where the nuthatch winter's Wings a mile long Just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own There comes a redeemer and he slowly, too, fades away And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, its close on the heels of the day Sometimes we live no particular way but our own And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
Get up, get up, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core. There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town Take a whole pail of water just to cool him down. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Almost ablaze still you don't feel the heat It takes all you got just to stay on the beat. You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat But you're here alone, there's no one to compete. If Mercy's a bus'ness, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for? Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door. The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor You gave all you had. Why you wanna give more? The more that you give, the more it will take To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
Get up, get up, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core. There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town Take a whole pail of water just to cool him down. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Almost ablaze still you don't feel the heat It takes all you got just to stay on the beat. You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat But you're here alone, there's no one to compete. If Mercy's a bus'ness, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for? Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door. The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor You gave all you had. Why you wanna give more? The more that you give, the more it will take To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
Get up, get up, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core. There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town Take a whole pail of water just to cool him down. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Almost ablaze still you don't feel the heat It takes all you got just to stay on the beat. You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat But you're here alone, there's no one to compete. If Mercy's a bus'ness, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for? Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door. The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor You gave all you had. Why you wanna give more? The more that you give, the more it will take To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! |
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from The Grateful Dead - Terrapin Station (1977)
Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
Get up, get up, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core. There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town Take a whole pail of water just to cool him down. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Almost ablaze still you don't feel the heat It takes all you got just to stay on the beat. You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat But you're here alone, there's no one to compete. If Mercy's a bus'ness, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for? Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door. The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor You gave all you had. Why you wanna give more? The more that you give, the more it will take To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake. Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! Fire! Fire on the mountain! |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
Way down in the south of France all the ladies love to dance
kick their heels up in the air snap their fingers for romance While the gentlemen compare blonde or black or auburn hair check the motion and the style Oh, you know they take their while Hey, to make the motion more complete, yeah, to make it more a treat Club D'Jour is where to go come on down and see the show When the rhythm's really right you can burn it down tonight when the singing's really fine sweet as Spanish sherry wine When the club can't contain the beat it just rolls out in the street spills on down the avenue bringing dancers to their feet. When it's good as it can be it gets better wait and see oh, these folks don't ever sleep till they're passed out in the street Way down in the south of France all the ladies love to dance clap their hands and walk on air, yeah, the feeling's really there won't you take a little taste raise it to your charming face? When the rhythm's really right you can burn it down tonight when the singing's really fine sweet as Spanish sherry wine Go on take a chance, the ladies do love to dance. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Blues For Allah (1975)
In another times forgotten space
Your eyes looked from your mother's face Wallflower seed on the sand and stone May the four winds blow you safely home. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew I'll tell you where the four winds dwell In Franklin's tower there hangs a bell It can ring, turn night to day It can ring like fire when you loose your way. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew God save the child that rings that bell It may have one good ring, baby, you can't tell One watch by night, one watch by day If you get confused listen to the music play. (instrumental) Some come to laugh their past away Some come to make it just one more day Whichever way your pleasure tends If you plant ice you're gonna harvest the wind. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew In Franklin's tower the four winds sleep Like four lean hounds the lighthouse keep Wildflower seed on the sand and wind May the four winds blow you home again. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew You'd better roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew You'd better roll away the dew - roll away. |
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from The Grateful Dead - One From The Vault (1998)
In another times forgotten space
Your eyes looked from your mother's face Wallflower seed on the sand and stone May the four winds blow you safely home. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew I'll tell you where the four winds dwell In Franklin's tower there hangs a bell It can ring, turn night to day It can ring like fire when you loose your way. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew God save the child that rings that bell It may have one good ring, baby, you can't tell One watch by night, one watch by day If you get confused listen to the music play. (instrumental) Some come to laugh their past away Some come to make it just one more day Whichever way your pleasure tends If you plant ice you're gonna harvest the wind. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew In Franklin's tower the four winds sleep Like four lean hounds the lighthouse keep Wildflower seed on the sand and wind May the four winds blow you home again. Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew You'd better roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew Roll away the dew You'd better roll away the dew - roll away. |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn't get to sleep that night 'til the morning came around Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight Ran into the devil, babe, he loaned me twenty bills I spent the night in Utah in a cave up in the hills Set out runnin' but I take my time a friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight I ran down to the levee, but the devil caught me there He took my twenty dollar bill and vanished in the air Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night The first one's named Sweet Anne Marie and she's my heart's delight The second one is prison, babe, the sheriff's on my trail And if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail Got a wife in Chino, babe, and one in Cherokee The first one says she's got my child, but it don't look like me Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
Voices slide down off the mountain, sunlight turning red
Falls on the earth and it spreads Even the families lower their heads as they ride Age old faces of the mountains looming naturally I wonder if they're looking at me, their monumental eyes I can feel In the glow of the twilight the thought of home Reminds me now I'm reaching out to you Anything I can do to be safe and warm in your arms All I have from the heart of you I'd meet you anywhere in the country or anywhere on the sea All over the world it could be I would follow you with the heart of me Remembering you hold me tight in tomorrow morning's light I will fine you When I awoke the stars were out and shining, shining for you and me All I ever wanna be is save and warm in your arms All I have, from the heart of me |
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from The Grateful Dead - The Closing Of Winterland/ December 31, 1978 (2004)
Voices slide down off the mountain, sunlight turning red
Falls on the earth and it spreads Even the families lower their heads as they ride Age old faces of the mountains looming naturally I wonder if they're looking at me, their monumental eyes I can feel In the glow of the twilight the thought of home Reminds me now I'm reaching out to you Anything I can do to be safe and warm in your arms All I have from the heart of you I'd meet you anywhere in the country or anywhere on the sea All over the world it could be I would follow you with the heart of me Remembering you hold me tight in tomorrow morning's light I will fine you When I awoke the stars were out and shining, shining for you and me All I ever wanna be is save and warm in your arms All I have, from the heart of me |
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from The Grateful Dead - One From The Vault (1998)
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where those chilly winds don't blow. I don't want to be treated this away |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where those chilly winds don't blow. I don't want to be treated this away |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. Goin' where the climate suits my clothes. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. Goin' where the water tastes like wine. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. Goin' down the road feelin' bad. I don't want to be treated this away. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow. Goin' where those chilly winds don't blow. I don't want to be treated this away |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
Well, I was feelin' so bad, asked my family doctor 'bout what I had,
I said, "Doctor, Doctor, Mister M.D., can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. So come on baby, squeeze me tight Don't you want your daddy to be all right? I said baby, now it's for sure, I've got the fever, you got the cure. He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. Hey, got to have lovin' (good lovin') Well, you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Come on now and give me good lovin' (good lovin'). Well, I was feelin' sort of bad now, Asked my family doctor 'bout what I had, I said, "Doctor, Doctor, mister M.D., Can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') Give me, give me, give me some lovin' (good lovin'). Come on now, everybody get right, (got to have lovin) You may be weak or you may be blind (got to have lovin') But even a blind man knows when the sun is shining (got to have lovin') So turn it on now (got to have lovin') Turn on, turn on your light (got to have lovin'). Gimme, gimme, gimme some lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') You need it, I need it, well you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Say it again now, good lovin'. Well turn on your light, you won't regret it (good lovin') You got to go for the good and get it (good lovin') Everybody, they got to have lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin'. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Well, I was feelin' so bad, asked my family doctor 'bout what I had,
I said, "Doctor, Doctor, Mister M.D., can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. So come on baby, squeeze me tight Don't you want your daddy to be all right? I said baby, now it's for sure, I've got the fever, you got the cure. He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. Hey, got to have lovin' (good lovin') Well, you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Come on now and give me good lovin' (good lovin'). Well, I was feelin' sort of bad now, Asked my family doctor 'bout what I had, I said, "Doctor, Doctor, mister M.D., Can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') Give me, give me, give me some lovin' (good lovin'). Come on now, everybody get right, (got to have lovin) You may be weak or you may be blind (got to have lovin') But even a blind man knows when the sun is shining (got to have lovin') So turn it on now (got to have lovin') Turn on, turn on your light (got to have lovin'). Gimme, gimme, gimme some lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') You need it, I need it, well you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Say it again now, good lovin'. Well turn on your light, you won't regret it (good lovin') You got to go for the good and get it (good lovin') Everybody, they got to have lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin'. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Well, I was feelin' so bad, asked my family doctor 'bout what I had,
I said, "Doctor, Doctor, Mister M.D., can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. So come on baby, squeeze me tight Don't you want your daddy to be all right? I said baby, now it's for sure, I've got the fever, you got the cure. He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. Hey, got to have lovin' (good lovin') Well, you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Come on now and give me good lovin' (good lovin'). Well, I was feelin' sort of bad now, Asked my family doctor 'bout what I had, I said, "Doctor, Doctor, mister M.D., Can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') Give me, give me, give me some lovin' (good lovin'). Come on now, everybody get right, (got to have lovin) You may be weak or you may be blind (got to have lovin') But even a blind man knows when the sun is shining (got to have lovin') So turn it on now (got to have lovin') Turn on, turn on your light (got to have lovin'). Gimme, gimme, gimme some lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') You need it, I need it, well you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Say it again now, good lovin'. Well turn on your light, you won't regret it (good lovin') You got to go for the good and get it (good lovin') Everybody, they got to have lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin'. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Shakedown Street (1978)
Well, I was feelin' so bad, asked my family doctor 'bout what I had,
I said, "Doctor, Doctor, Mister M.D., can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. So come on baby, squeeze me tight Don't you want your daddy to be all right? I said baby, now it's for sure, I've got the fever, you got the cure. He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'. Hey, got to have lovin' (good lovin') Well, you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Come on now and give me good lovin' (good lovin'). Well, I was feelin' sort of bad now, Asked my family doctor 'bout what I had, I said, "Doctor, Doctor, mister M.D., Can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" All you need, all you really need: good lovin' Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin') Give me, give me, give me some lovin' (good lovin'). Come on now, everybody get right, (got to have lovin) You may be weak or you may be blind (got to have lovin') But even a blind man knows when the sun is shining (got to have lovin') So turn it on now (got to have lovin') Turn on, turn on your light (got to have lovin'). Gimme, gimme, gimme some lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin') You need it, I need it, well you got to have lovin' (good lovin') Say it again now, good lovin'. Well turn on your light, you won't regret it (good lovin') You got to go for the good and get it (good lovin') Everybody, they got to have lovin' (good lovin') Hey, now you got to have lovin'. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
Moses come ridin' up on a quasar
His spurs were jingling, the door was ajar His buckle was silver, his manner was bold And I asked him to come in out of the cold. His brain was boiling, his reason was spent Nothing is borrowed, nothing is lent I asked him for mercy, He gave he gave me a gun. Now and again these things just got to be done. Abraham and Isaac sitting on a fence You'd get right to work if you had any sense You know the one thing we need is a left-hand monkey wrench. Gideon come up with his eyes on the floor Said "You ain't got a hinge, you can't close the door." Moses stood up a full six foot ten Said "You can't close the door when the wall's caved in." Ask him for water, he poured me some wine We finished the bottle and broke into mine. You get what you come for, ya ready to go Well, it's one in ten thousand that come for the show. Abraham and Isaac diggin' on a well Mama came quick with the water witch spell Well cool clear water well you can't ever tell. Abraham and Isaac sitting on a fence You'd get right to work if you had any sense You know the one thing we need is a left-hand monkey wrench. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said, Steal your face right off your head. Now he's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone. Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone. Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside. Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile, Nothin' left to do but smile, smile, smile!!!! Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone. Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone. Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange, Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain. Lost one round but the price wasn't anything, A knife in the back and more of the same. Same old, rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, You know better but I know him. Like I told you, what I said, Steal your face right off your head. Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone. Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone. Ooh, nothin's gonna bring him back. |
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from Grateful Dead - Movie Soundtrack (2005)
Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said, Steal your face right off your head. Now he's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone. Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone. Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside. Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile, Nothin' left to do but smile, smile, smile!!!! Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone. Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone. Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange, Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain. Lost one round but the price wasn't anything, A knife in the back and more of the same. Same old, rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, You know better but I know him. Like I told you, what I said, Steal your face right off your head. Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone. Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone. Ooh, nothin's gonna bring him back. |
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from The Grateful Dead - One From The Vault (1998)
Paradise waits, on the crest of a wave, her angels in flames.
She has no pain, like a child she is pure, she is not to blame. Poised for flight, wings spread bright, spring from night into the sun. Don't stop to run, she can fly like a lie, she can't be outdone. Tell me the cost; I can pay, let me go, tell me love is not lost. Sell everything; without love day to day insanity's king. I will pay day by day, anyway, lock, bolt and key. Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see. Help on the way, well, I know only this, I've got you today. Don't fly away, cause I love what I love and I want it that way. I will stay one more day, like I say, honey it's you. Making it too, without love in a dream it will never come true. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Live At The Cow Palace, New Year`S Eve 1976 (2007)
Paradise waits, on the crest of a wave, her angels in flames.
She has no pain, like a child she is pure, she is not to blame. Poised for flight, wings spread bright, spring from night into the sun. Don't stop to run, she can fly like a lie, she can't be outdone. Tell me the cost; I can pay, let me go, tell me love is not lost. Sell everything; without love day to day insanity's king. I will pay day by day, anyway, lock, bolt and key. Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see. Help on the way, well, I know only this, I've got you today. Don't fly away, cause I love what I love and I want it that way. I will stay one more day, like I say, honey it's you. Making it too, without love in a dream it will never come true. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Wake Of The Flood (1973)
Wake of the flood, laughing water, forty-nine,
Get out the pans, don't just stand there dreamin' Get out of the way, get out of the way, Here comes sunshine, here comes sunshine. Line up a long shot maybe try it two times, maybe more, Good to know you got shoes to wear when you find the floor, Why hold out for more? Here comes sunshine, here comes sunshine. Askin' you nice, now, keep the mother rollin' One more time, been down before, You just don't have to go no more, no more. Here comes sunshine, here comes sunshine. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Dick`S Picks Vol One (2004)
Wake of the flood, laughing water, forty-nine,
Get out the pans, don't just stand there dreamin' Get out of the way, get out of the way, Here comes sunshine, here comes sunshine. Line up a long shot maybe try it two times, maybe more, Good to know you got shoes to wear when you find the floor, Why hold out for more? Here comes sunshine, here comes sunshine. Askin' you nice, now, keep the mother rollin' One more time, been down before, You just don't have to go no more, no more. Here comes sunshine, here comes sunshine. |
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| from The Grateful Dead - Blues For Allah (1975) | |||||
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| from Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead - Europe '72 [live] (1972) | |||||
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from The Grateful Dead - Rockin` The Rhein With The Grateful Dead (2004)
You said you was hurtin', almost lost your mind;
'Cause the man you love, hurts you all the time. But when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too. You love him a little more, when you ought to love him less. Why pick up behind him and take his best? 'Cause when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too. You love another man; Oh, but I love you But you love him darlin', stick to him just about like glue. But when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too. Well, he better leave you, or you best put him down. 'Cause you know, I just can't stand to see, see you pushed around. 'Cause when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too. |
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from The Grateful Dead - Steppin` Out With The Grateful Dead/ England `72 (2004)
You said you was hurtin', almost lost your mind;
'Cause the man you love, hurts you all the time. But when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too. You love him a little more, when you ought to love him less. Why pick up behind him and take his best? 'Cause when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too. You love another man; Oh, but I love you But you love him darlin', stick to him just about like glue. But when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too. Well, he better leave you, or you best put him down. 'Cause you know, I just can't stand to see, see you pushed around. 'Cause when things go wrong, wrong with you... it hurts me too. |
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