Grateful Dead - Friend of the Devils: April 1978 Lyrics
Bertha
Running from your window
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I was all night running, running, running
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Run around and run down
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That's why if you please
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I am on my bended knees
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Bertha don't you come around here anymore
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Try to see what's going down
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Maybe read between the lines
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Had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling
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Heard a voice calling, calling, calling
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That's why if you please
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I am on my bended knees
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Bertha don't you come around here anymore
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It was all night pouring, pouring rain
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Why don't you arrest me?
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Throw me in the jail house
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Until the sun goes down
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That's why if you please
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I am on my bended knees
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Bertha don't you come around here anymore
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Running from your window
+
I was all night running, running, running
+
Run around and run down
+
That's why if you please
+
I am on my bended knees
+
Bertha don't you come around here anymore
+
Try to see what's going down
+
Maybe read between the lines
+
Had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling
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Heard a voice calling, calling, calling
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That's why if you please
+
I am on my bended knees
+
Bertha don't you come around here anymore
+
It was all night pouring, pouring rain
+
Why don't you arrest me?
+
Throw me in the jail house
+
Until the sun goes down
+
That's why if you please
+
I am on my bended knees
+
Bertha don't you come around here anymore
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Good Lovin
Well, I was feelin' so bad, asked my family doctor 'bout what I had,
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I said, "Doctor, Doctor, Mister M.D., can you tell me, what's ailing me?"
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He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
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All you need, all you really need: good lovin'
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Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'.
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So come on baby, squeeze me tight
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Don't you want your daddy to be alright?
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I said baby, now it's for sure,
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I've got the fever, you got the cure.
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He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
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All you need, all you really need: good lovin'
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Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'.
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Hey, got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Well, you got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Come on now and give me good lovin' (good lovin').
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Well, I was feelin' sort of bad now,
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Asked my family doctor 'bout what I had,
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I said, "Doctor, Doctor, mister M.D.,
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Can you tell me, what's ailing me?"
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He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
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All you need, all you really need: good lovin'
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Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Give me, give me, give me some lovin' (good lovin').
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Come on now, everybody get right, (got to have lovin)
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You may be weak or you may be blind (got to have lovin')
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But even a blind man knows when the sun is shining (got to have lovin')
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So turn it on now (got to have lovin')
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Turn on, turn on your light (got to have lovin').
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Gimme, gimme, gimme some lovin' (good lovin')
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Hey, now you got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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You need it, I need it, well you got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Say it again now, good lovin'.
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Well turn on your light, you won't regret it (good lovin')
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You got to go for the good and get it (good lovin')
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Everybody, they got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Hey, now you got to have lovin'.
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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 alright?
+
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')
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Well, you got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Come on now and give me good lovin' (good lovin').
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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')
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So turn it on now (got to have lovin')
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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'.
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Well turn on your light, you won't regret it (good lovin')
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You got to go for the good and get it (good lovin')
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Everybody, they got to have lovin' (good lovin')
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Hey, now you got to have lovin'.
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Writer: ARTIE RESNICK, RUDY CLARK
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, CARLIN AMERICA INC
Dire Wolf
In the timbers of Fennario
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the wolves are running round
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The winter was so hard and cold
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froze ten feet neath the ground
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I beg of you don't murder me
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T'was a bottle of red whiskey
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I said my prayers and went to bed
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That's the last they saw of me
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I beg of you don't murder me
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When I awoke, the Dire Wolf
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Six hundred pounds of sin
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Was grinnin at my window
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All I said was "come on in"
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I beg of you don't murder me
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The wolf came in, I got my cards
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I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades
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but the cards were all the same
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I beg of you don't murder me
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In the backwash of Fennario
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The black and bloody mire
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The Dire Wolf collects his due
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while the boys sing round the fire
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I beg of you don't murder me
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In the timbers of Fennario
+
the wolves are running round
+
The winter was so hard and cold
+
froze ten feet neath the ground
+
I beg of you don't murder me
+
T'was a bottle of red whiskey
+
I said my prayers and went to bed
+
That's the last they saw of me
+
I beg of you don't murder me
+
When I awoke, the Dire Wolf
+
Six hundred pounds of sin
+
Was grinnin at my window
+
All I said was "come on in"
+
I beg of you don't murder me
+
The wolf came in, I got my cards
+
I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades
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but the cards were all the same
+
I beg of you don't murder me
+
In the backwash of Fennario
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The black and bloody mire
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The Dire Wolf collects his due
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while the boys sing round the fire
+
I beg of you don't murder me
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Me and My Uncle
Me and my uncle went ridin' down,
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South Colorado, West Texas bound.
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We stopped over in Santa Fe,
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That bein' the point just about half way,
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And you know it was the hottest part of the day.
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I took the horses up to the stall,
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Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all.
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Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt,
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It bein' summer, I took off my shirt,
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And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt.
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When Texas cowboys, they's all around,
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With liquor and money, they loaded down.
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So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame;
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You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game,
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High-low jack and the winner take the hand.
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My uncle starts winnin'; cowboys got sore.
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One of them called him, and then two more,
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Accused him of cheatin'; Oh no, it couldn't be.
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I know my uncle, he's as honest as me,
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And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be.
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One of them cowboys, he starts to draw,
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And I shot him down, Lord he never saw.
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Well I grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw,
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Shot me another, oh damn he won't grow old.
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In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold,
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And we high-tailed it down to Mexico.
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I love those cowboys, I love their gold,
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I loved my uncle, God rest his soul,
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Taught me good, Lord, Taught me all I know
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Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold
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And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road.
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Me and my uncle went ridin' down,
+
South Colorado, West Texas bound.
+
We stopped over in Santa Fe,
+
That bein' the point just about half way,
+
And you know it was the hottest part of the day.
+
I took the horses up to the stall,
+
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all.
+
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt,
+
It bein' summer, I took off my shirt,
+
And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt.
+
When Texas cowboys, they's all around,
+
With liquor and money, they loaded down.
+
So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame;
+
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game,
+
High-low jack and the winner take the hand.
+
My uncle starts winnin'; cowboys got sore.
+
One of them called him, and then two more,
+
Accused him of cheatin'; Oh no, it couldn't be.
+
I know my uncle, he's as honest as me,
+
And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be.
+
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw,
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And I shot him down, Lord he never saw.
+
Well I grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw,
+
Shot me another, oh damn he won't grow old.
+
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold,
+
And we high-tailed it down to Mexico.
+
I love those cowboys, I love their gold,
+
I loved my uncle, God rest his soul,
+
Taught me good, Lord, Taught me all I know
+
Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold
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And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road.
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Writer: JOHN PHILLIPS
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Big River
Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry,
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Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
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Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river,
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And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die.
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I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota,
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She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl.
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Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport,
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And I follow you big river when you called.
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Well I followed her down to St. Louie, later on down the river,
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Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
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Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus,
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She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone.
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Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on,
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Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
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I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf,
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She loves you big river more than me.
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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,
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She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl.
+
Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport,
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And I follow you big river when you called.
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Well I followed her down to St. Louie, later on down the river,
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Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
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Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus,
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She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone.
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Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on,
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Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
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I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf,
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She loves you big river more than me.
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Writer: Johnny R. Cash
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Friend of the Devil
I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds
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Didn't get to sleep last night 'till the morning came around.
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Set out runnin' but I take my time
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A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
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If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
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Ran into the devil, babe, he loaned me twenty bills
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I spent the night in Utah in a cave up in the hills.
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Set out runnin' but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
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If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
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I ran down to the levee but the devil caught me there
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He took my twenty dollar bill and vanished in the air.
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Set out runnin' but I take my time
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A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
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If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
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Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night,
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The first one's named Sweet Anne Marie, and she's my hearts delight.
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The second one is prison, babe, the sheriff's on my trail,
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And if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail.
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Got a wife in Chino, babe, and one in Cherokee
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The first one says she's got my child, but it don't look like me.
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Set out runnin' but I take my time,
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A friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
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If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
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I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds
+
Didn't get to sleep last night 'till 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 hearts 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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Writer: Jerome J. Garcia, John C. Dawson, Robert C. Hunter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Passenger
Firefly, can you see me?
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Shine on, glowing, brief and brightly
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Could you imagine? One summer day,
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That same night be on your way
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Do you remember? Hearts were too cold
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Seasons have frozen us into our souls
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People were sayin' the whole world is burning
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Ashes have scattered too hard to turn
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Upside out or inside down
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False alarm, the only game in town
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No man's land, the only game in town
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Terrible, the only game in town
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Passenger, don't you hear me?
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Destination seen unclearly.
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What is a man deep down inside,
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What a raging beast with nothing to hide.
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Upside out or inside down
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False alarm, the only game in town
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No man's land, the only game in town
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Terrible, the only game in town
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Firefly, can you see me?
+
Shine on, glowing, brief and brightly
+
Could you imagine? One summer day,
+
That same night be on your way
+
Do you remember? Hearts were too cold
+
Seasons have frozen us into our souls
+
People were sayin' the whole world is burning
+
Ashes have scattered too hard to turn
+
Upside out or inside down
+
False alarm, the only game in town
+
No man's land, the only game in town
+
Terrible, the only game in town
+
Passenger, don't you hear me?
+
Destination seen unclearly.
+
What is a man deep down inside,
+
What a raging beast with nothing to hide.
+
Upside out or inside down
+
False alarm, the only game in town
+
No man's land, the only game in town
+
Terrible, the only game in town
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Writer: PHILIP LESH, PETER MONK
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Candyman
Come all you pretty women
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with your hair hanging down
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Open up your windows 'cause
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Come on boys and gamble
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Roll those laughing bones
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I'll take your money home
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where I learned to talk the jive
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When I get back to Memphis
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I'd blow you straight to Hell
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if you have got the mind
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If you got a dollar boys
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Want you to tell everybody you meet
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Come all you pretty women
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with your hair hanging down
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Open up your windows 'cause
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Come on boys and gamble
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Roll those laughing bones
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I'll take your money home
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where I learned to talk the jive
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When I get back to Memphis
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I'd blow you straight to Hell
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if you have got the mind
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If you got a dollar boys
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Want you to tell everybody you meet
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Lazy Lightning
That sleepy fire in your eyes
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Is that desire in disguise
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I'd like to find the proper potion
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To try to capture your emotion
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[To kind of capture your emotion]
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You're right beside me but I
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You're a loop of lazy lightning
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Just a loop of lazy lighting
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Must admit you're kind of frightening
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But you really get me high
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When I hear your velvet thunder
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You seem so near I start to wonder
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Would you come closer if I
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The way you're messing with my reason
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It's an obsession but it's pleasing
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Tell me a lie and I will swear
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You're a loop of lazy lightning
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Liquid loop of lazy lightning
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Must admit you're kind of frightening
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You're a loop of lazy lightning
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Rope of fire round my heart (lightning)
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Rope of fire ever tightening
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Rope of fire round my heart (tightening)
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[It's either lunacy or lightning]
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Come on come on lazy lightning
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You're a loop of lazy lightning
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You say you never start the same place
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I want a double dose in any case
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I'd fly a kite if I thought
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Well you always electrify me
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Someday I know you'll satisfy me
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And all that lightning will be
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That sleepy fire in your eyes
+
Is that desire in disguise
+
I'd like to find the proper potion
+
To try to capture your emotion
+
[To kind of capture your emotion]
+
You're right beside me but I
+
You're a loop of lazy lightning
+
Just a loop of lazy lighting
+
Must admit you're kind of frightening
+
But you really get me high
+
When I hear your velvet thunder
+
You seem so near I start to wonder
+
Would you come closer if I
+
The way you're messing with my reason
+
It's an obsession but it's pleasing
+
Tell me a lie and I will swear
+
You're a loop of lazy lightning
+
Liquid loop of lazy lightning
+
Must admit you're kind of frightening
+
You're a loop of lazy lightning
+
Rope of fire round my heart (lightning)
+
Rope of fire ever tightening
+
Rope of fire round my heart (tightening)
+
[It's either lunacy or lightning]
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Come on come on lazy lightning
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You're a loop of lazy lightning
+
You say you never start the same place
+
I want a double dose in any case
+
I'd fly a kite if I thought
+
Well you always electrify me
+
Someday I know you'll satisfy me
+
And all that lightning will be
+
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Supplication
Well, dizzy ain't the word for the way that you're making me feel now
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Well, I need some indication, girl, if all of this is real now, tell me girl now
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Well, I've heard it said there's something wrong in my head, now
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Got to help me, girl, now
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Could it be infatuation or am I just being misled now?
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Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now
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Sparking my imagination, got the lightning now
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Cause me such excitation, got the lightning now
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'bout to end my suffocation, come on strike me now
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Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now, she's back in my imagination
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Well, dizzy ain't the word for the way that you're making me feel now
+
Well, I need some indication, girl, if all of this is real now, tell me girl now
+
Well, I've heard it said there's something wrong in my head, now
+
Got to help me, girl, now
+
Could it be infatuation or am I just being misled now?
+
Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now
+
Sparking my imagination, got the lightning now
+
Cause me such excitation, got the lightning now
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'bout to end my suffocation, come on strike me now
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Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now, she's back in my imagination
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Writer: ROBERT HALL WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Samson and Delilah
If I had my way, I would tear this old building down.
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Well Delilah was a woman, she was fine and fair,
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She had good looks, God knows, and coal black hair,
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Delilah she gained old Samson's mind.
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When first he saw this woman, you know he couldn't believe his mind.
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Delilah she climbed up on Samson's knee,
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Said tell me where your strength lies if you please.
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She spoke so kind and she talked so fair,
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Well Samson said, Delilah cut off my hair.
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You can shave my head, clean as my hand
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And my strength will become as natural as any old man.
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If I had my way, if I had my way, if I had my way,
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I would tear this old building down.
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You read about Samson, all from his works,
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He was the strongest man that ever had lived on earth.
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One day when Samson was walking along,
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Looked down on the ground, he saw an old jawbone.
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He stretched out his arm, God knows, chains broke like thread,
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When he got to moving, ten thousand was dead.
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If I had my way, if I had my way, if I had my way,
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I would tear this old building down.
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Now Samson and the lion, they got in a tack,
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Samson he crawled up on the lion's back.
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You read about this lion, he killed a man with his paws,
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But Samson got his hands around that lion's jaws.
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He ripped the beast till he killed him dead.
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The bees made honey in the lion's head.
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If I had my way, if I had my way, if I had my way,
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I would tear this old building down.
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If I had my way, I would tear this old building down.
+
Well 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, you know he couldn't believe his mind.
+
Delilah she climbed up on Samson's knee,
+
Said tell me where your strength lies if you please.
+
She spoke so kind and she talked so fair,
+
Well Samson said, Delilah cut off my hair.
+
You can shave my head, clean as my hand
+
And my strength will become as natural as any old man.
+
If I had my way, if I had my way, if I had my way,
+
I would tear this old building down.
+
You read about Samson, all from his works,
+
He was the strongest man that ever had lived on earth.
+
One day when Samson was walking along,
+
Looked down on the ground, he saw an old jawbone.
+
He stretched out his arm, God knows, chains broke like thread,
+
When he got to moving, ten thousand was dead.
+
If I had my way, if I had my way, if I had my way,
+
I would tear this old building down.
+
Now Samson and the lion, they got in a tack,
+
Samson he crawled up on the lion's back.
+
You read about this lion, he killed a man with his paws,
+
But Samson got his hands around that lion's jaws.
+
He ripped the beast till he killed him dead.
+
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 old building down.
+
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Writer: DP, BOB WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
It Must Have Been The Roses
Annie laid her head down in the roses.
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She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair.
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I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
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All I know I could not leave her there.
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I don't know, it must have been the roses,
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The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
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I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
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All I know I could not leave her there.
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Ten years the waves roll the ships home from the sea,
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Thinkin' well how it may blow in all good company,
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If I tell another what your own lips told to me,
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Let me lay 'neath the roses, till my eyes no longer see.
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I don't know, it must have been the roses,
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The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
+
I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
+
All I know I could not leave her there.
+
One pane of glass in the window,
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No one is complaining, no, come in and shut the door,
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Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore,
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And it's strange how no one comes round any more.
+
I don't know, it must have been the roses,
+
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
+
I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
+
All I know I could not leave her there.
+
Annie laid her head down in the roses.
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She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair.
+
I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
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All I know I could not leave her there.
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Annie laid her head down in the roses.
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She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair.
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I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
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All I know I could not leave her there.
+
I don't know, it must have been the roses,
+
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
+
I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
+
All I know I could not leave her there.
+
Ten years the waves roll the ships home from the sea,
+
Thinkin' well how it may blow in all good company,
+
If I tell another what your own lips told to me,
+
Let me lay 'neath the roses, till my eyes no longer see.
+
I don't know, it must have been the roses,
+
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
+
I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
+
All I know I could not leave her there.
+
One pane of glass in the window,
+
No one is complaining, no, come in and shut the door,
+
Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore,
+
And it's strange how no one comes round any more.
+
I don't know, it must have been the roses,
+
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair.
+
I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
+
All I know I could not leave her there.
+
Annie laid her head down in the roses.
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She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair.
+
I don't know, maybe it was the roses,
+
All I know I could not leave her there.
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Estimated Prophet
My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no
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Been so long I felt this way, I'm in no hurry, no
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Rainbows and down that highway where ocean breezes blow
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My time coming, voices saying they tell me where to go.
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Don't worry about me, nah nah nah, don't worry about me, no
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and I'm in no hurry, nah nah nah, I know where to go.
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California, preaching on the burning shore
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California, I'll be knocking on the golden door
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Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light
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Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine.
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My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no
+
It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so
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Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow
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Still I know I lead the way, they tell me where I go.
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Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no
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and I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go.
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California, a prophet on the burning shore
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California, I'll be knocking on the golden door
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Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light
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Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine.
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You've all been asleep, you would not believe me
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Them voices tellin' me, you will soon receive me
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Standin' on the beach, the sea will part before me
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Fire wheel burning in the air!
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You will follow me and we will ride to glory, way up, the middle of
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And I'll call down thunder and speak the same and my work fills the
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and might and glory gonna be my name and men gonna light my way.
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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
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and I'm in no hurry, no no no, don't worry about me, no.
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My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no
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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
+
And I'll call down thunder and speak the same and my work fills the
+
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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Writer: JOHN BARLOW, ROBERT HALL WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Hes Gone
Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
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Like I told you, what I said, Steal your face right off your head.
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Now he's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone.
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Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
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He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.
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Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside.
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Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile,
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Nothin' left to do but smile, smile, smile!!!!
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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,
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Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain.
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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,
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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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Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
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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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Writer: BOB WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Rhythm Devils
This song is instrumental -- it has no lyrics
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This song is instrumental -- it has no lyrics
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Writer: MICHAEL HART, BILL KREUTZMANN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Other One
Spanish lady come to me, she lays on me this rose
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It rainbow spirals round and round, it trembles and explodes
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It left a smoking crater of my mind I like to blow away
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But the heat came round and busted me for smiling on a cloudy day
+
Coming, coming, coming around
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Coming around, coming around, in a circle
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Coming, coming, coming around
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Coming around, coming around, in a circle
+
Escaping through the lily fields, I came across an empty space
+
It trembled and exploded, left a bus stop in its place
+
The bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began
+
There was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of the bus to never ever land
+
Coming, coming, coming around
+
Coming around, coming around, in a circle
+
Coming, coming, coming around
+
Coming around, coming around, in a circle
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Spanish lady come to me, she lays on me this rose
+
It rainbow spirals round and round, it trembles and explodes
+
It left a smoking crater of my mind I like to blow away
+
But the heat came round and busted me for smiling on a cloudy day
+
Coming, coming, coming around
+
Coming around, coming around, in a circle
+
Coming, coming, coming around
+
Coming around, coming around, in a circle
+
Escaping through the lily fields, I came across an empty space
+
It trembled and exploded, left a bus stop in its place
+
The bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began
+
There was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of the bus to never ever land
+
Coming, coming, coming around
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Coming around, coming around, in a circle
+
Coming, coming, coming around
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Coming around, coming around, in a circle
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Writer: ROBERT HALL WEIR, WILLIAM KREUTZMANN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, ST MUSIC LLC
Wharf Rat
Old man down, way down down, down by the docks of the city.
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Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee.
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I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story.
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My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine.
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More than my wine - more than my maker, though he's no friend of mine.
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Everyone said, I'd come to no good, I knew I would Pearly, believe them.
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Half of my life, I spent doin' time for some other f*cker's crime,
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The other half found me stumbling 'round drunk on Burgundy wine.
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But I'll get back on my feet again someday,
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The good Lord willin', if He says I may.
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I know that the life i'm livin's no good,
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I'll get a new start, live the life I should.
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I'll get up and fly away, I'll get up and fly away, fly away.
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Pearly's been true, true to me, true to my dyin' day he said,
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I said to him, I said to him, "I'm sure she's been."
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I said to him, "I'm sure she's been tru to you."
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Got up and wandered, wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around.
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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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Old man down, way down down, down by the docks of the city.
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Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee.
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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 f*cker'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 tru 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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Writer: JERRY GARCIA, ROBERT HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Around and Around
Well the joint was jumpin', going 'round and 'round,
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Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound,
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Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down.
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Well it sounds so sweet I had to take me a chance,
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I rose out of me seat Lord, I had to dance,
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Started moving my feet, well a clapping my hands.
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Well I kept on dancin', going 'round and 'round,
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Hey! realin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound,
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Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down.
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Well at twelve o'clock Lord, the place was packed,
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The front doors was locked Lord, the place was packed,
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When the police knocked, those doors they flew back.
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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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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,
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Started moving my feet, well a clapping my hands.
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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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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.
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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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Writer: CHUCK BERRY
Copyright: Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
U.S. Blues
Red and white, blue suede shoes, I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do?
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Gimme five, I'm still alive, ain't no luck, I learned to duck.
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Check my pulse, it don't change. Stay seventy-two come shine or rain.
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Wave the flag, pop the bag, rock the boat, skin the goat.
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Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
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Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my.
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I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am; Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band.
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Shake the hand that shook the hand of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan.
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Shine your shoes, light your fuse. Can you use them ol' U.S. Blues?
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I'll drink your health, share your wealth, run your life, steal your wife.
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Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
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Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my.
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Back to back chicken shack. Son of a gun, better change your act.
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We're all confused, what's to lose?
+
Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
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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?
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Gimme five, I'm still alive, ain't no luck, I learned to duck.
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Check my pulse, it don't change. Stay seventy-two come shine or rain.
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Wave the flag, pop the bag, rock the boat, skin the goat.
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Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
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Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my.
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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.
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Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.
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Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my.
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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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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Promised Land
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia, California on my mind.
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Straddled that Greyhound, it rode me past Raleigh, and on across Caroline.
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Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill, and we never was a minute late.
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We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown, rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.
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Had motor trouble it turned into a struggle, half way 'cross Alabam,
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the 'hound broke down left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham.
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Straight off bought me a through train ticket, right across Mississippi clean
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And I was on the midnight flyer out of Birmingham
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Smoking into New Orleans.
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Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
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Just help me get to Houston town.
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People are there who care a little 'bout me
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And they won't let the poor boy down.
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Sure as she bore me, she bought me a silk suit, put luggage in my hands,
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And I woke up high over Albuquerque
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On a jet to the promised land.
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Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte,
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Flying over to the Golden State;
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When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
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We'd be headin' in the terminal gate.
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Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
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Taxi to the terminal zone;
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Cut your engines, cool your wings,
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And let me make it to the telephone.
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Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
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Tidewater four ten on nine
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Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
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And the poor boy's on the line.
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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.
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We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown, rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.
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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
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On a jet to the promised land.
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Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte,
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Flying over to the Golden State;
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When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
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We'd be headin' in the terminal gate.
+
Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
+
Taxi to the terminal zone;
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Cut your engines, cool your wings,
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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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Writer: Chuck Berry
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Sugaree
When they come to take you down When they bring that wagon 'round
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When they come to call on you and drag your poor body down
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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
+
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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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
+
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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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Cassidy
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
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I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream.
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Ah, child of countless trees.
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Ah, child of boundless seas.
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What you are, what you're meant to be
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Speaks his name, though you were born to me,
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Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac.
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I can tell by the way you smile he's rolling back.
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Come wash the nighttime clean,
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Come grow this scorched ground green,
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Blow the horn, tap the tambourine
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Close the gap of the dark years in between
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Quick beats in an icy heart.
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catch-colt draws a coffin cart.
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There he goes now, here she starts:
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Flight of the seabirds, scattered like lost words
+
Wheel to the storm and fly.
+
Let your life proceed by its own design.
+
Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.
+
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I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
+
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream.
+
Ah, child of countless trees.
+
Ah, child of boundless seas.
+
What you are, what you're meant to be
+
Speaks his name, though you were born to me,
+
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac.
+
I can tell by the way you smile he's rolling back.
+
Come wash the nighttime clean,
+
Come grow this scorched ground green,
+
Blow the horn, tap the tambourine
+
Close the gap of the dark years in between
+
Quick beats in an icy heart.
+
catch-colt draws a coffin cart.
+
There he goes now, here she starts:
+
Flight of the seabirds, scattered like lost words
+
Wheel to the storm and fly.
+
Let your life proceed by its own design.
+
Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.
+
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Writer: JOHN BARLOW, ROBERT WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Tennessee Jed
Cold iron shackles, ball and chain,
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Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train.
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You know you bound to wind up dead,
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If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed.
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Rich man step on my poor head,
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When you get back you better butter my bread.
+
Well, do you know it's like I said,
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You better head back to Tennessee Jed.
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Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be,
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Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee.
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Drink all day and rock all night,
+
The law come to get you if you don't walk right
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Got a letter this morning, baby all it read,
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You better head back to Tennessee Jed.
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I dropped four flights and cracked my spine,
+
Honey, come quick with the iodine,
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Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed
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Then you head back to Tennessee Jed.
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Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be,
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Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee.
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Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog,
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My doggie turned to me and he said,
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Let's head back to Tennessee Jed.
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I woke up a felin' mean,
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Went down to play the slot machine,
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The wheels turned around, and the letters read,
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You better head back to Tennessee Jed.
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Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be,
+
Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee.
+
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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.
+
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 felin' 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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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Mama Tried
The first I remember knowin' was that lonesome whistle blowin'
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And a youngin's dream of growin' up to ride.
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On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I was bound
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No one could steer me right, but mama tried.
+
Was the only rebel child from a family meek and mild
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Mama seemed to know what lay in store
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In spite of all my Sunday learnin'
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For the bad I kept on turnin' and mama couldn't hold me anymore.
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And I turned 21 in prison, doin' life without parole
+
No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried
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Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleadin' I denied
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That leaves no one but me to blame cause mama tried.
+
Dear old daddy rest his soul, left my mom a heavy load
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She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
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Workin' hours without rest, wanted me to have the best
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Oh she tried to raise me right, but I refused.
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And I turned 21 in prison, doin' life without parole
+
No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried
+
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleadin' I denied
+
That leaves no one but me to blame cause mama tried.
+
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The first I remember knowin' was that lonesome whistle blowin'
+
And a youngin's dream of growin' up to ride.
+
On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I was bound
+
No one could steer me right, but mama tried.
+
Was the only rebel child from a family meek and mild
+
Mama seemed to know what lay in store
+
In spite of all my Sunday learnin'
+
For the bad I kept on turnin' and mama couldn't hold me anymore.
+
And I turned 21 in prison, doin' life without parole
+
No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried
+
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleadin' I denied
+
That leaves no one but me to blame cause mama tried.
+
Dear old daddy rest his soul, left my mom a heavy load
+
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
+
Workin' hours without rest, wanted me to have the best
+
Oh she tried to raise me right, but I refused.
+
And I turned 21 in prison, doin' life without parole
+
No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried
+
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleadin' I denied
+
That leaves no one but me to blame cause mama tried.
+
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Writer: Merle Haggard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Mexicali Blues
Laid back in an old saloon, with a peso in my hand
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Watchin' flies and children on the street
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And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile
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There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet
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And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and I don't know why I came
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I guess I came to keep from payin' dues
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So instead I've got a bottle and a girl who's just fourteen
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And a damn good case of the Mexicali Blues Yeh
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Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
+
When the devil wants to take it all away?
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Cherish well your thoughts, and keep a tight grip on your booze
+
'Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today
+
She said her name was Billy Jean and she was fresh in town
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I didn't know a stage line ran from hell
+
She had raven hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold
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All the french perfume you'd care to smell
+
She took me up into her room and whispered in my ear
+
Go on, my friend, do anything you choose
+
Now I'm payin' for those happy hours I spent there in her arms
+
With a lifetime's worth of the Mexicali Blues, yeh
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Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
+
When the devil wants to take it all away?
+
Cherish well your thoughts, and keep a tight grip on your booze
+
'Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today
+
And then a man rode into town, some thought he was the law
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Billy Jean was waitin' when he came
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She told me he would take her, if I didn't use my gun
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I'd have no one but myself to blame
+
I went down to those dusty streets, blood was on my mind
+
I guess that stranger hadn't heard the news
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'Cause I shot first and killed him, Lord, he didn't even draw
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And he made me trade the gallows for the Mexicali Blues,yeh
+
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
+
When he lets a woman hold him in her hands?
+
He just might find himself out there on horseback in the dark
+
Just ridin' and runnin' across those desert sands
+
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Laid back in an old saloon, with a peso in my hand
+
Watchin' flies and children on the street
+
And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile
+
There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet
+
And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and I don't know why I came
+
I guess I came to keep from payin' dues
+
So instead I've got a bottle and a girl who's just fourteen
+
And a damn good case of the Mexicali Blues Yeh
+
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
+
When the devil wants to take it all away?
+
Cherish well your thoughts, and keep a tight grip on your booze
+
'Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today
+
She said her name was Billy Jean and she was fresh in town
+
I didn't know a stage line ran from hell
+
She had raven hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold
+
All the french perfume you'd care to smell
+
She took me up into her room and whispered in my ear
+
Go on, my friend, do anything you choose
+
Now I'm payin' for those happy hours I spent there in her arms
+
With a lifetime's worth of the Mexicali Blues, yeh
+
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
+
When the devil wants to take it all away?
+
Cherish well your thoughts, and keep a tight grip on your booze
+
'Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today
+
And then a man rode into town, some thought he was the law
+
Billy Jean was waitin' when he came
+
She told me he would take her, if I didn't use my gun
+
I'd have no one but myself to blame
+
I went down to those dusty streets, blood was on my mind
+
I guess that stranger hadn't heard the news
+
'Cause I shot first and killed him, Lord, he didn't even draw
+
And he made me trade the gallows for the Mexicali Blues,yeh
+
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
+
When he lets a woman hold him in her hands?
+
He just might find himself out there on horseback in the dark
+
Just ridin' and runnin' across those desert sands
+
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Writer: JOHN BARLOW, ROBERT HALL WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Peggy-O
As we rode out to Fennario
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As we rode out to Fennario
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Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
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And he called her by name pretty Peggy-O
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Will you marry me, pretty Peggy-O
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Will you marry me, pretty Peggy-O
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If you will marry me, I will set your cities free
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And free all the ladies in the area-O
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I would marry you, sweet William-O
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I would marry you, sweet William-O
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I would marry you, but your guineas are too few
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And I fear my mama would be angry-O
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What would your mama think, pretty Peggy-O
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What would your mama think, pretty Peggy-O
+
What would your mama think if she heard my guineas clink
+
And saw me marching at the head of my soldiers-O
+
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
+
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
+
If ever I return, all your citie
+
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As we rode out to Fennario
+
As we rode out to Fennario
+
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
+
And he called her by name pretty Peggy-O
+
Will you marry me, pretty Peggy-O
+
Will you marry me, pretty Peggy-O
+
If you will marry me, I will set your cities free
+
And free all the ladies in the area-O
+
I would marry you, sweet William-O
+
I would marry you, sweet William-O
+
I would marry you, but your guineas are too few
+
And I fear my mama would be angry-O
+
What would your mama think, pretty Peggy-O
+
What would your mama think, pretty Peggy-O
+
What would your mama think if she heard my guineas clink
+
And saw me marching at the head of my soldiers-O
+
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
+
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
+
If ever I return, all your citie
+
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Writer: Philip Lesh, Robert Hall Weir, Jerome J. Garcia, William Kreutzmann, Traditional
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
New Minglewood Blues
Well, well, my number one occupation
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Is stealing women from their men
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Well, I'm a wanted man in Texas
+
Busted jail and I'm gone for good
+
Yes, I'm a wanted man in Texas
+
Busted jail and I'm gone for good
+
Well, well, the sheriff couldn't catch me
+
But his little girl sure wish he would
+
Now the doctor called me crazy
+
Some says I am, some says I ain't
+
Yes and the doctor called me crazy
+
Some says I am, some says I ain't
+
Yes and the preacher man called me a sinner
+
But his little girl called me a saint
+
Well a couple of shots of whiskey
+
Women 'round here start lookin' good
+
Yes and a couple of shots of whiskey
+
Women 'round here start lookin' good
+
Couple more shots of whiskey
+
I'm goin' down to Minglewood
+
Yes, I was born in a desert
+
Yes, and my number one occupation
+
Is stealing women from their men
+
And I'll do it, do it again
+
Yes, and my number one occupation
+
Is stealing women from their men
+
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English
Well, well, 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
+
Yes, I'm a wanted man in Texas
+
Busted jail and I'm gone for good
+
Well, well, the sheriff couldn't catch me
+
But his little girl sure wish he would
+
Now the doctor called me crazy
+
Some says I am, some says I ain't
+
Yes and the doctor called me crazy
+
Some says I am, some says I ain't
+
Yes and the preacher man called me a sinner
+
But his little girl called me a saint
+
Well a couple of shots of whiskey
+
Women 'round here start lookin' good
+
Yes and a couple of shots of whiskey
+
Women 'round here start lookin' good
+
Couple more shots of whiskey
+
I'm goin' down to Minglewood
+
Yes, I was born in a desert
+
Yes, and my number one occupation
+
Is stealing women from their men
+
And I'll do it, do it again
+
Yes, and my number one occupation
+
Is stealing women from their men
+
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Writer: Bob Weir
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Loser
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn,
+
I could arm a town the size of Abilene
+
Don't you push me baby,
+
Cause I'm all alone and you know I'm only in it for the gold
+
All that I am asking for is ten gold dollars
+
And I could pay you back with one good hand
+
You can look around about the wide world over
+
And you'll never find another honest man.
+
Last fair deal in the country,
+
Sweet Suzie, last fair deal in the town
+
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
+
Before you let my deal go down
+
Don't you push me baby, cause I'm all alone
+
Well I know a little something you won't ever know
+
Don't you touch hard liquor, just a cup of cold coffee
+
I'm gonna get up in the morning and go
+
Everybody prayin' and drinkin' that wine
+
I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines
+
Come to daddy on the inside straight,
+
Well I got no chance of losin' this time
+
Last fair deal in the country,
+
Last fair deal in the town
+
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
+
Before you let my deal go down
+
Everybody prayin' and drinkin' that wine
+
I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines
+
Come to daddy on the inside straight,
+
Well I got no chance of losin' this time.
+
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If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn,
+
I could arm a town the size of Abilene
+
Don't you push me baby,
+
Cause I'm all alone and you know I'm only in it for the gold
+
All that I am asking for is ten gold dollars
+
And I could pay you back with one good hand
+
You can look around about the wide world over
+
And you'll never find another honest man.
+
Last fair deal in the country,
+
Sweet Suzie, last fair deal in the town
+
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
+
Before you let my deal go down
+
Don't you push me baby, cause I'm all alone
+
Well I know a little something you won't ever know
+
Don't you touch hard liquor, just a cup of cold coffee
+
I'm gonna get up in the morning and go
+
Everybody prayin' and drinkin' that wine
+
I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines
+
Come to daddy on the inside straight,
+
Well I got no chance of losin' this time
+
Last fair deal in the country,
+
Last fair deal in the town
+
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
+
Before you let my deal go down
+
Everybody prayin' and drinkin' that wine
+
I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines
+
Come to daddy on the inside straight,
+
Well I got no chance of losin' this time.
+
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Music Never Stopped
There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds
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It's been hot for seven weeks now,
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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!
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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.
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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.
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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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There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds
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It's been hot for seven weeks now,
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Too hot to even speak now, Did you hear what I just heard?
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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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Writer: JOHN BARLOW, ROBERT HALL WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Jack Straw
We can share the women, we can share the wine.
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We can share what we got of yours 'cause we done shared all of mine.
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Keep on rollin', just a mile to go;
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Keep on rollin' my old buddy, you're movin' much too slow.
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I just jumped the watchman, right outside the fence.
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Took his rings, four bucks in change, ain't that Heaven sent?
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Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon, burns my eyes to see;
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Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon, might as well been me.
+
We used to play for silver, now we play for life;
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And one's for sport and one's for blood at the point of a knife.
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And now the die is shaken, now the die must fall.
+
There ain't a winner in the game, he don't go home with all.
+
Leavin' Texas, fourth day of July,
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Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky.
+
Catch the Detroit Lightnin' out of Sante Fe,
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The Great Northern out of Cheyenne, from sea to shining sea.
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Gotta go to Tulsa, first train we can ride.
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Gotta settle one old score, one small point of pride.
+
There ain't a place a man can hide, Shannon will keep him from the sun
+
Ain't a bed can give us rest now, you keep us on the run.
+
Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy down,
+
And dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down.
+
Half a mile from Tucson, by the morning light,
+
One man gone and another to go, my old buddy you're moving much too slow.
+
We can share the women, we can share the wine.
+
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We can share the women, we can share the wine.
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We can share what we got of yours 'cause we done shared all of mine.
+
Keep on rollin', just a mile to go;
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Keep on rollin' my old buddy, you're movin' much too slow.
+
I just jumped the watchman, right outside the fence.
+
Took his rings, four bucks in change, ain't that Heaven sent?
+
Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon, burns my eyes to see;
+
Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon, might as well been me.
+
We used to play for silver, now we play for life;
+
And one's for sport and one's for blood at the point of a knife.
+
And now the die is shaken, now the die must fall.
+
There ain't a winner in the game, he don't go home with all.
+
Leavin' Texas, fourth day of July,
+
Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky.
+
Catch the Detroit Lightnin' out of Sante Fe,
+
The Great Northern out of Cheyenne, from sea to shining sea.
+
Gotta go to Tulsa, first train we can ride.
+
Gotta settle one old score, one small point of pride.
+
There ain't a place a man can hide, Shannon will keep him from the sun
+
Ain't a bed can give us rest now, you keep us on the run.
+
Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy down,
+
And dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down.
+
Half a mile from Tucson, by the morning light,
+
One man gone and another to go, my old buddy you're moving much too slow.
+
We can share the women, we can share the wine.
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Writer: Robert C. Hunter, Robert Hall Weir
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Ship of Fools
Went to see the captain, strangest I could find,
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Laid my proposition down, laid it on the line.
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I won't slave for beggar's pay, likewise gold and jewels,
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But I would slave to learn the way to sink your ship of fools.
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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.
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Saw your 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 woh it makes me wild,
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With thirty years upon my head to have you call me child.
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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.
+
Time there was and plenty, but from that cup no more.
+
Though I could not caution all, I still might warn a few:
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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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Went to see the captain, strangest I could find,
+
Laid my proposition down, 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 your 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 woh 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.
+
Time there was and plenty, but from that cup no more.
+
Though I could 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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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Terrapin Station
Inspiration, move me brightly
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Light the song with sense and color
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More than this I will not ask
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Faced with mysteries dark and vast
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Statements just seem vain at last
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Counting stars by candlelight
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All are dim but one is bright
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The spiral light of Venus
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Rising first and shining best
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On, from the northwest corner
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Of a brand new crescent moon
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While crickets and cicadas sing
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A rare and different tune
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In the shadow of the moon, terrapin station
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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's brakes on, terrapin
+
And the whistle is screaming, terrapin
+
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Inspiration, move me brightly
+
Light the song with sense and color
+
More than this I will not ask
+
Faced with mysteries dark and vast
+
Statements just seem vain at last
+
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
+
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's brakes on, terrapin
+
And the whistle is screaming, terrapin
+
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Writer: Jerome J. Garcia, Robert C. Hunter
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Playing in the Band
Some folks trust to reason
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I don't trust to nothing
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But I know it come out right
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Oh I hope you understand
+
When it's done and over
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Lord, a man is just a man
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Some folks look for answers
+
Some folks up in treetops
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Just look to see the sights
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Look what's in your hand
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But I can't stop for nothing
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I'm just playing in the band
+
You just keep a turning
+
While I'm playing in the band
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Got no sin upon his hand
+
Let him cast a stone at me
+
For playing in the band
+
Daybreak Daybreak on the land
+
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Some folks trust to reason
+
I don't trust to nothing
+
But I know it come out right
+
Oh I hope you understand
+
When it's done and over
+
Lord, a man is just a man
+
Some folks look for answers
+
Some folks up in treetops
+
Just look to see the sights
+
Look what's in your hand
+
But I can't stop for nothing
+
I'm just playing in the band
+
You just keep a turning
+
While I'm playing in the band
+
Got no sin upon his hand
+
Let him cast a stone at me
+
For playing in the band
+
Daybreak Daybreak on the land
+
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Writer: MICHAEL S. HART, ROBERT C. HUNTER, ROBERT HALL WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Not Fade Away
I wanna tell you how it's gonna be, you're gonna give your love to me,
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I wanna love you night and day, you know my love not fade away.
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You know my love not fade away, not fade away!
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My love is bigger than a Cadillac, I try to show you but you drive me back,
+
Your love for me has got to be real, your gonna know just how I feel.
+
Our love is real, not fade away, not fade away!
+
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I wanna tell you how it's gonna be, you're gonna give your love to me,
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I wanna love you night and day, you know my love not fade away.
+
You know my love not fade away, not fade away!
+
My love is bigger than a Cadillac, I try to show you but you drive me back,
+
Your love for me has got to be real, your gonna know just how I feel.
+
Our love is real, not fade away, not fade away!
+
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Writer: CHARLES HARDIN, NORMAN PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Black Peter
All of my friends come to see me last night
+
I was laying in my bed and dying
+
Annie Beauneu from Saint Angel
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say "the weather down here so fine"
+
came squalling through the door
+
Fever roll up to a hundred and five
+
Shine through my window and
+
my friends they come around
+
"Take a look at poor Peter
+
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All of my friends come to see me last night
+
I was laying in my bed and dying
+
Annie Beauneu from Saint Angel
+
say "the weather down here so fine"
+
came squalling through the door
+
Fever roll up to a hundred and five
+
Shine through my window and
+
my friends they come around
+
"Take a look at poor Peter
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Johnny B. Goode
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
+
Way back in the woods among the evergreens
+
There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
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There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode.
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He never learned to read or write so well,
+
But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell.
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Go go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go;
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go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny B. Goode.
+
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
+
Go sit up in the trees by the railroad track.
+
The engineers seen him sittin' in the shade
+
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.
+
People passin' by would stop and say
+
"My my, but that little country boy can play!"
+
His mamma told him "Someday you will be a man."
+
You will be the leader of a big old band
+
Many people comin' from miles around
+
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
+
Maybe someday your name will be in lights.
+
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Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
+
Way back in the woods among the evergreens
+
There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
+
There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode.
+
He never learned to read or write so well,
+
But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell.
+
Go go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go;
+
go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny B. Goode.
+
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
+
Go sit up in the trees by the railroad track.
+
The engineers seen him sittin' in the shade
+
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.
+
People passin' by would stop and say
+
"My my, but that little country boy can play!"
+
His mamma told him "Someday you will be a man."
+
You will be the leader of a big old band
+
Many people comin' from miles around
+
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
+
Maybe someday your name will be in lights.
+
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Writer: Chuck Berry
Copyright: Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
Mississippi Half Step Uptown Toodeloo
On the day when I was born, Daddy sat down and cried
+
I had the mark just as plain as day which could not be denied
+
They say that Cain caught Abel rolling loaded dice
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Ace of Spades behind his ear and him not thinking twice
+
Half-step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
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Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
+
Half a cup of rock and rye
+
Farewell to you old Southern skies
+
I'm on my way, on my way
+
If all you got to live for is what you left behind
+
Get yourself a powder charge and seal that silver mine
+
Lost my boots in transit, baby, pile of smoking leather
+
I nailed a retread to my feet and prayed for better weather
+
Half-step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
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Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
+
Half a cup of rock and rye
+
Farewell to you old Southern skies
+
I'm on my way, on my way
+
They say that when your ship comes in, the first man takes the sails
+
Second takes the afterdeck, the third, the planks and rails
+
What's the point of calling shots
+
This cue ain't straight in line
+
Cue balls made of Styrofoam and no one's got the time
+
Half-step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
+
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
+
Half a cup of rock and rye
+
Farewell to you old Southern skies
+
I'm on my way, on my way
+
Across the Rio Grandio, across the lazy river [x5]
+
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On the day when I was born, Daddy sat down and cried
+
I had the mark just as plain as day which could not be denied
+
They say that Cain caught Abel rolling loaded dice
+
Ace of Spades behind his ear and him not thinking twice
+
Half-step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
+
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
+
Half a cup of rock and rye
+
Farewell to you old Southern skies
+
I'm on my way, on my way
+
If all you got to live for is what you left behind
+
Get yourself a powder charge and seal that silver mine
+
Lost my boots in transit, baby, pile of smoking leather
+
I nailed a retread to my feet and prayed for better weather
+
Half-step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
+
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
+
Half a cup of rock and rye
+
Farewell to you old Southern skies
+
I'm on my way, on my way
+
They say that when your ship comes in, the first man takes the sails
+
Second takes the afterdeck, the third, the planks and rails
+
What's the point of calling shots
+
This cue ain't straight in line
+
Cue balls made of Styrofoam and no one's got the time
+
Half-step, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
+
Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
+
Half a cup of rock and rye
+
Farewell to you old Southern skies
+
I'm on my way, on my way
+
Across the Rio Grandio, across the lazy river [x5]
+
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They Love Each Other
Merry run around, sailing up and down
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Looking for a shove in some direction
+
Got it from the top, it's nothing you can stop
+
Lord, you know they made a fine connection
+
They love each other, Lord you can see it's true
+
Lord you can see it's true, Lord you can see it's true
+
He could pass his time around some other line
+
But you know he chose this place beside her
+
Don't get in the way, there's nothing you can say
+
Nothing that you need to add or do
+
They love each other, Lord you can see it's true
+
Lord you can see it's true, Lord you can see it's true
+
Its' nothing, they explain it's like a diesel train
+
Better not be there when it rolls over
+
And when that train rolls in, you won't know where it's been
+
You gotta try to see a little further
+
They love each other, Lord you can see it's true
+
Lord you can see it's true, Lord you can see it's true
+
Though you'll make a noise, they just can't hear your voice
+
They're on a dizzy ride on you're cold sober
+
They love each other, Lord you can see it's true
+
Lord you can see it's true, Lord you can see it's true
+
Hope you will believe what I say is true
+
Everything I did, I heard it first from you
+
Heard your news report, you knew you're falling short
+
Pretty soon won't 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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Merry run around, sailing up and down
+
Looking for a shove in some direction
+
Got it from the top, it's nothing you can stop
+
Lord, you know they made a fine connection
+
They love each other, Lord you can see it's true
+
Lord you can see it's true, Lord you can see it's true
+
He could pass his time around some other line
+
But you know he chose this place beside her
+
Don't get in the way, there's nothing you can say
+
Nothing that you need to add or do
+
They love each other, Lord you can see it's true
+
Lord you can see it's true, Lord you can see it's true
+
Its' nothing, they explain it's like a diesel train
+
Better not be there when it rolls over
+
And when that train rolls in, you won't know where it's been
+
You gotta try to see a little further
+
They love each other, Lord you can see it's true
+
Lord you can see it's true, Lord you can see it's true
+
Though you'll make a noise, they just can't hear your voice
+
They're on a dizzy ride on you're cold sober
+
They love each other, Lord you can see it's true
+
Lord you can see it's true, Lord you can see it's true
+
Hope you will believe what I say is true
+
Everything I did, I heard it first from you
+
Heard your news report, you knew you're falling short
+
Pretty soon won't 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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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Looks Like Rain
Awoke today, felt your side of the bed;
+
The covers were still warm where you been layin'.
+
You were gone, oh gone, my heart was filled with dread;
+
You might not be sleeping here again.
+
But it's alright cause I love you, and that's not going to change.
+
Run me around and make me hurt again and again.
+
But I'll still sing you love songs, written in the letters of your name.
+
The rain is gonna come, oh it surely looks like rain
+
Did you ever waken to the sound of street cats making love?
+
You guess from the cries you were listening to a fight.
+
Well you know, oh know, haste is the last thing they're thinking of.
+
You know they're only tryin' to make it thru the night.
+
I only want to hold you, I don't want to tie you down
+
Or fit you in the lines I might've drawn.
+
It's just that I, oh I, have gotten used to havin' you around.
+
The landscape would be empty, if you were gone;
+
But it's alright cause I love you, and that's not going to change.
+
Run me around and make me hurt again and again.
+
But I'll still sing you love songs, written in the letter of your name.
+
The rain is gonna come, oh it surely looks like rain.
+
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Awoke today, felt your side of the bed;
+
The covers were still warm where you been layin'.
+
You were gone, oh gone, my heart was filled with dread;
+
You might not be sleeping here again.
+
But it's alright cause I love you, and that's not going to change.
+
Run me around and make me hurt again and again.
+
But I'll still sing you love songs, written in the letters of your name.
+
The rain is gonna come, oh it surely looks like rain
+
Did you ever waken to the sound of street cats making love?
+
You guess from the cries you were listening to a fight.
+
Well you know, oh know, haste is the last thing they're thinking of.
+
You know they're only tryin' to make it thru the night.
+
I only want to hold you, I don't want to tie you down
+
Or fit you in the lines I might've drawn.
+
It's just that I, oh I, have gotten used to havin' you around.
+
The landscape would be empty, if you were gone;
+
But it's alright cause I love you, and that's not going to change.
+
Run me around and make me hurt again and again.
+
But I'll still sing you love songs, written in the letter of your name.
+
The rain is gonna come, oh it surely looks like rain.
+
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Writer: JOHN BARLOW, ROBERT HALL WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Deal
Since it cost a lot to win
+
You and me bound to spend some time
+
wondring what to choose
+
Goes to show you don't ever know
+
Watch each card you play
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Wait until your deal come round
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Don't you let that deal go down
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I been gambling here abouts
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for ten good solid years
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If I told you all that went down
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it would burn off both your ears
+
It goes to show you don't ever know
+
Watch each card you play
+
Wait until your deal come round
+
Don't you let that deal go down
+
Since you poured the wine for me
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and tightend up my shoes
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I hate to leave you sittin there
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composin lonesome blues
+
It goes to show you don't ever know
+
Watch each card you play
+
Wait until your deal come round
+
Don't you let that deal go down
+
Don't you let that deal go down, no
+
Don't you let your deal go down
+
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Since it cost a lot to win
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You and me bound to spend some time
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wondring what to choose
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Goes to show you don't ever know
+
Watch each card you play
+
Wait until your deal come round
+
Don't you let that deal go down
+
I been gambling here abouts
+
for ten good solid years
+
If I told you all that went down
+
it would burn off both your ears
+
It goes to show you don't ever know
+
Watch each card you play
+
Wait until your deal come round
+
Don't you let that deal go down
+
Since you poured the wine for me
+
and tightend up my shoes
+
I hate to leave you sittin there
+
composin lonesome blues
+
It goes to show you don't ever know
+
Watch each card you play
+
Wait until your deal come round
+
Don't you let that deal go down
+
Don't you let that deal go down, no
+
Don't you let your deal go down
+
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Writer: JERRY GARCIA, ROBERT HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
El Paso
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso I fell in love with a Mexican
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Nighttime would fine me in Rose's Cantina,
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Music would play and Felina would whirl.
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Black as the night were the eyes of Felina,
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Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
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My love was strong for this Mexican maiden,
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I was in love, but in vain I could tell.
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One night a wild young cowboy came in, wild as the West Texas wind...
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Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing,
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With wicked Felina, the girl that I love.
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So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden;
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Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
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My challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat
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The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.
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Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
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Shocked by the foul evil deed I had done.
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Many thoughts ran through my mind as I stood there;
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I had but one chance and that was to run.
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Out through the back door of Rose's I ran, out where the horses were
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I picked a good one; he looked like he could run,
+
Up on his back and away I did ride.
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Just as fast as I could from the West Texas town of El Paso,
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Out thru the badlands of New Mexico.
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Back in El Paso my life would be worthless;
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Everything's gone in life nothing is left.
+
But it's been so long since I've seen the young maiden,
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My love is stronger that my fear of death.
+
I saddled up and away I did go, riding alone in the dark...
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Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me,
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Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart.
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And as last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso,
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I can see Rose's Cantina below.
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My love is strong and it pushes me onward, down off the hill to Felina
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Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys,
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Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
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shouting and shooting; I can't let them catch me,
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I've got to make it to Rose's back door.
+
Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel a deep burning pain in my
+
It's getting harder to stay in the saddle.
+
I'm getting weary, unable to ride.
+
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Out in the West Texas town of El Paso I fell in love with a Mexican
+
Nighttime would fine me in Rose'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 Mexican maiden,
+
I was in love, but in vain I could tell.
+
One night a wild 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 love.
+
So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this 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 by the foul evil deed I had done.
+
Many thoughts ran through my mind as I stood there;
+
I had but one chance and that was to run.
+
Out through the back door of Rose's I ran, out where the horses were
+
I picked a good one; he 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 thru the badlands of New Mexico.
+
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless;
+
Everything's gone in life nothing is left.
+
But it's been so long since I've seen the young maiden,
+
My love is stronger that my fear of death.
+
I saddled up and away I did go, riding alone in the dark...
+
Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me,
+
Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart.
+
And as last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso,
+
I can see Rose's Cantina below.
+
My love is strong and it pushes me onward, down off the hill to Felina
+
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 Rose's back door.
+
Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel a deep burning pain in my
+
It's getting harder to stay in the saddle.
+
I'm getting weary, unable to ride.
+
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Writer: MARTY ROBBINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Scarlet Begonias
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
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Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air,
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From the other direction, she was calling my eye,
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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.
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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,
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I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before.
+
Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong.
+
Seldom turns out the way it does in a 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,
+
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues.
+
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes,
+
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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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 always right but I've never been wrong.
+
Seldom turns out the way it does in a 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,
+
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues.
+
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes,
+
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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Writer: JERRY GARCIA, ROBERT HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Fire on the Mountain
Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
+
Get up, get out, get out of the door
+
Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor
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Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core.
+
There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town
+
Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down.
+
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!
+
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!
+
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Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
+
Get up, get out, 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
+
Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down.
+
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!
+
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!
+
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Writer: MICKEY HART, ROBERT HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Eyes of the World
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,
+
wond'rin' where the nut-thatch winters,
+
wings a mile long just carried the bird away.
+
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
+
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
+
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
+
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's 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, it's close on the heels of the day.
+
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
+
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
+
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
+
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own.
+
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.
+
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
+
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
+
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
+
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own.
+
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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,
+
wond'rin' where the nut-thatch winters,
+
wings a mile long just carried the bird away.
+
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
+
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
+
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
+
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's 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, it's close on the heels of the day.
+
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
+
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
+
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
+
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own.
+
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.
+
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
+
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
+
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
+
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own.
+
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Space
T-minus sixty seconds and counting
+
Switching command to internal
+
Switching command to internal
+
I never been one to hide my feelings
+
I painted your face upon my ceiling
+
I stare at it all the time
+
I imagine myself inside your bedroom
+
Oh I imagine myself in your sky
+
(You) you are the reason there's bass in my boom
+
(Oh you) you are the reason I'm high
+
If you and I were just ten feet closer
+
Then I'd make you understand
+
That everything I want to do to your body, baby
+
I would do to your head
+
Then you'd be hip to the deep rush
+
Deeper than the boom of the bass
+
With every other flick of the pink plush
+
The closer we get to the space (The closer we get to the space)
+
Don't you want to go? (The space)
+
Where the souls go (The space)
+
Where the tears flow (The space)
+
I never been one for this thing obsession
+
But just keep your eye on my hips
+
The circles they may be my confession
+
Just say the word and I'll strip
+
I've had dreams of us cuddling on the planet mars
+
Then when I wake up, I'm all covered in sex
+
With eyes that fall somewhere between rubies and stars
+
Don't look at me baby or I'll flex
+
If you and I were just ten feet closer
+
Then I'd make you understand
+
That everything I want to do to your body, baby
+
I would do to your head
+
Then you'd be hip to the deep rush
+
Deeper than the boom of the bass
+
With every other flick of the pink plush
+
The closer we get to the space
+
Where the souls go (The space)
+
Where the tears flow (The space)
+
T-minus sixty seconds and counting
+
The space, the space, the space, the space
+
Switching command to internal
+
Switching command to internal
+
The space, the space, the space, the space
+
The space, the space, the space, the space
+
Closer we get to the space
+
The space, the space, the space, the space
+
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T-minus sixty seconds and counting
+
Switching command to internal
+
Switching command to internal
+
I never been one to hide my feelings
+
I painted your face upon my ceiling
+
I stare at it all the time
+
I imagine myself inside your bedroom
+
Oh I imagine myself in your sky
+
(You) you are the reason there's bass in my boom
+
(Oh you) you are the reason I'm high
+
If you and I were just ten feet closer
+
Then I'd make you understand
+
That everything I want to do to your body, baby
+
I would do to your head
+
Then you'd be hip to the deep rush
+
Deeper than the boom of the bass
+
With every other flick of the pink plush
+
The closer we get to the space (The closer we get to the space)
+
Don't you want to go? (The space)
+
Where the souls go (The space)
+
Where the tears flow (The space)
+
I never been one for this thing obsession
+
But just keep your eye on my hips
+
The circles they may be my confession
+
Just say the word and I'll strip
+
I've had dreams of us cuddling on the planet mars
+
Then when I wake up, I'm all covered in sex
+
With eyes that fall somewhere between rubies and stars
+
Don't look at me baby or I'll flex
+
If you and I were just ten feet closer
+
Then I'd make you understand
+
That everything I want to do to your body, baby
+
I would do to your head
+
Then you'd be hip to the deep rush
+
Deeper than the boom of the bass
+
With every other flick of the pink plush
+
The closer we get to the space
+
Where the souls go (The space)
+
Where the tears flow (The space)
+
T-minus sixty seconds and counting
+
The space, the space, the space, the space
+
Switching command to internal
+
Switching command to internal
+
The space, the space, the space, the space
+
The space, the space, the space, the space
+
Closer we get to the space
+
The space, the space, the space, the space
+
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Sugar Magnolia
Sugar magnolia, blossoms blooming, heads 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 comes skimmin' 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.
+
Well, she can dance a Cajun rhythm, jump like a willys in four wheel drive.
+
She's a summer love for spring, fall and winter. She can make happy any man alive.
+
Sugar magnolia, ringing that bluebell, 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 and the sun and bright moonlight, lazing in the sunshine yes
+
Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying, when the moon is half way down,
+
Sometimes when the night is dying, I take me out and I wander around, I wander
+
Sunshine, daydream, walking in the tall trees, going where the wind goes
+
Blooming like a red rose, breathing more freely,
+
Ride our singin', I'll walk you in the morning sunshine
+
Sunshine, daydream. Sunshine, daydream. Walking in the sunshine.
+
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Sugar magnolia, blossoms blooming, heads 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 comes skimmin' 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.
+
Well, she can dance a Cajun rhythm, jump like a willys in four wheel drive.
+
She's a summer love for spring, fall and winter. She can make happy any man alive.
+
Sugar magnolia, ringing that bluebell, 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 and the sun and bright moonlight, lazing in the sunshine yes
+
Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying, when the moon is half way down,
+
Sometimes when the night is dying, I take me out and I wander around, I wander
+
Sunshine, daydream, walking in the tall trees, going where the wind goes
+
Blooming like a red rose, breathing more freely,
+
Ride our singin', I'll walk you in the morning sunshine
+
Sunshine, daydream. Sunshine, daydream. Walking in the sunshine.
+
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Writer: ROBERT C. HUNTER, ROBERT HALL WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
One More Saturday Night
I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine,
+
Looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign,
+
Writt'n fire across the heaven, plain as black and white;
+
Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight.
+
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
+
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
+
Everybody's dancin' down the local armory
+
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery.
+
The temperature keeps risin', everybody gittin' high;
+
Come the rockin' stroke of midnite, the whole place gonna fly.
+
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
+
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
+
Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news,
+
Says, "I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues."
+
His wife say "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do,
+
Crank up that old Victrola, put on them rockin' shoes."
+
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
+
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
+
Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth,
+
Thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it planet Earth.
+
Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes,
+
When the rock and roll music meets the risin' sun.
+
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I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine,
+
Looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign,
+
Writt'n fire across the heaven, plain as black and white;
+
Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight.
+
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
+
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
+
Everybody's dancin' down the local armory
+
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery.
+
The temperature keeps risin', everybody gittin' high;
+
Come the rockin' stroke of midnite, the whole place gonna fly.
+
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
+
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
+
Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news,
+
Says, "I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues."
+
His wife say "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do,
+
Crank up that old Victrola, put on them rockin' shoes."
+
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
+
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
+
Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth,
+
Thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it planet Earth.
+
Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes,
+
When the rock and roll music meets the risin' sun.
+
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Writer: BOB WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Brown-Eyed Women
Gone are the days when the ox fall down
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Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around
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Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please
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Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me"
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Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
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The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
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And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
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1920 when he stepped to the bar, drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar
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1930 when the wall caved in, he paved his way selling red-eyed gin
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Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
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The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
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Two times over and the rest were sins
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Raised eight boys, only I turned bad
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Didn't get the lickin's that the other ones had
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Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
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The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
Tumble down shack on Big Foot country
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Snowed so hard that the roof caved in
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Delilah Jones went to meet her God
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And the old man never was the same again
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Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
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Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
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I cut hick'ry just to fire the still
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Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill
+
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
+
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
Gone are the days when the ox fall down
+
Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around
+
Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please
+
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me"
+
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
+
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
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Gone are the days when the ox fall down
+
Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around
+
Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please
+
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me"
+
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
+
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
1920 when he stepped to the bar, drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar
+
1930 when the wall caved in, he paved his way selling red-eyed gin
+
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
+
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
+
Two times over and the rest were sins
+
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad
+
Didn't get the lickin's that the other ones had
+
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
+
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
Tumble down shack on Big Foot country
+
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in
+
Delilah Jones went to meet her God
+
And the old man never was the same again
+
Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
+
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
+
I cut hick'ry just to fire the still
+
Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill
+
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
+
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
Gone are the days when the ox fall down
+
Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around
+
Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please
+
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me"
+
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
+
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
+
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
+
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
+
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Row Jimmy
Julie catch a rabbit by his hair
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Come back steppin' like to walk on air
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Get back home where you belong
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And don't you run off no more.
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Don't hang your head, let the two time roll
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Grass shack nailed to a pine wood floor
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Ask the time baby I don't know
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Come back later, gonna let it show.
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I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't know,
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Seems a common way to go, get out and row, row, row, row, row.
+
Here's a half dollar if you dare
+
Double twist when you hit the air,
+
Look at Julie down below,
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The levee doin' the do-pas-o.
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I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't know
+
Seems a common way to go, get out and row, row, row, row, row.
+
Broken heart don't feel so bad,
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You ain't got half of what you thought you had.
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Rock you baby to and fro
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Not too fast and not too slow.
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I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't know,
+
Seems a common way to go, get out and row, row, row, row, row.
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That's the way it's been in town,
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Ever since they tore the jukebox down.
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Two bit piece don't buy no more,
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Not so much as it done before.
+
I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there I don't know
+
Seems a common way to go, get out and row, row, row, row, row.
+
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Julie catch a rabbit by his hair
+
Come back steppin' 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, gonna let it show.
+
I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't know,
+
Seems a common way to go, get out and row, row, row, row, row.
+
Here's a half dollar if you dare
+
Double twist when you hit the air,
+
Look at Julie down below,
+
The levee doin' the do-pas-o.
+
I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't know
+
Seems a common way to go, get out and row, row, row, row, row.
+
Broken heart don't feel so bad,
+
You ain't got half of what you thought you had.
+
Rock you baby to and fro
+
Not too fast and not too slow.
+
I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't know,
+
Seems a common way to go, get out and row, row, row, row, row.
+
That's the way it's been in town,
+
Ever since they tore the jukebox down.
+
Two bit piece don't buy no more,
+
Not so much as it done before.
+
I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there I don't know
+
Seems a common way to go, get out and row, row, row, row, row.
+
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Sunrise
Gazing at the fire, burning by the water
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Before he speaks the world around us quiets.
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With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire
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He clears the air and cuts it with a feather.
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Many in a circle slowly 'round the fire
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When he is gone I want to know him better.
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No one is forsaken, no one is a liar,
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He plants the tree of life on our foreheads with water.
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He hums, there are drums, four winds, rising suns,
+
We are singing and playing, I her him 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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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 her him 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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Writer: DONNA JEAN MACKAY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Truckin
Truckin got my chips cashed in. keep truckin, like the do-dah man
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Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin on.
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Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on main street.
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Chicago, new york, detroit and its all on the same street.
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Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
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Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings.
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Dallas, got a soft machine; houston, too close to new orleans;
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New yorks got the ways and means; but just wont let you be, oh no.
+
Most of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true love,
+
Most of the time theyre sittin and cryin at home.
+
One of these days they know they better get goin
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Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.
+
Truckin, like the do-dah man. once told me youve got to play your hand
+
Sometimes your cards aint worth a dime, if you dont layem down,
+
Sometimes the lights all shinin on me;
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Other times I can barely see.
+
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip its been.
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What in the world ever became of sweet jane?
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She lost her sparkle, you know she isnt the same
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Livin on reds, vitamin c, and cocaine,
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All a friend can say is aint it a shame?
+
Truckin, up to buffalo. been thinkin, you got to mellow slow
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Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin on.
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Sittin and starin out of the hotel window.
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Got a tip theyre gonna kick the door in again
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Id like to get some sleep before I travel,
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But if you got a warrant, I guess youre gonna come in.
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Busted, down on bourbon street, set up, like a bowlin pin.
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Knocked down, it gets to wearin thin. they just wont let you be, oh no.
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Youre sick of hangin around and youd like to travel;
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Get tired of travelin and you want to settle down.
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I guess they cant revoke your soul for tryin,
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Get out of the door and light out and look all around.
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Sometimes the lights all shinin on me;
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Other times I can barely see.
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Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip its been.
+
Truckin, Im 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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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 its 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 yorks got the ways and means; but just wont let you be, oh no.
+
Most of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true love,
+
Most of the time theyre sittin and cryin at home.
+
One of these days they know they better get goin
+
Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.
+
Truckin, like the do-dah man. once told me youve got to play your hand
+
Sometimes your cards aint worth a dime, if you dont layem down,
+
Sometimes the lights all shinin on me;
+
Other times I can barely see.
+
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip its been.
+
What in the world ever became of sweet jane?
+
She lost her sparkle, you know she isnt the same
+
Livin on reds, vitamin c, and cocaine,
+
All a friend can say is aint it a shame?
+
Truckin, up to buffalo. been thinkin, you got to mellow slow
+
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin on.
+
Sittin and starin out of the hotel window.
+
Got a tip theyre gonna kick the door in again
+
Id like to get some sleep before I travel,
+
But if you got a warrant, I guess youre gonna come in.
+
Busted, down on bourbon street, set up, like a bowlin pin.
+
Knocked down, it gets to wearin thin. they just wont let you be, oh no.
+
Youre sick of hangin around and youd like to travel;
+
Get tired of travelin and you want to settle down.
+
I guess they cant revoke your soul for tryin,
+
Get out of the door and light out and look all around.
+
Sometimes the lights all shinin on me;
+
Other times I can barely see.
+
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip its been.
+
Truckin, Im 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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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, PHILIP LESH, ROBERT C. HUNTER, ROBERT HALL WEIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Duprees Diamond Blues
When I was just a little young boy,
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Papa said "Son, you'll never get far,
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I'll tell you the reason if you want to know,
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'cause child of mine, there isn't really very far to go"
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Well baby, baby wants a gold diamond ring
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Wants it more than most any old thing
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Well when I get those jelly roll blues
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Why I'd go and get anything in this world for you.
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Down to the jewelry store packing a gun,
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says "Wrap it up. I think I'll take this one"
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"A thousand dollars please," the jewelry man said
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Dupree he said, "I'll pay this one off to you in lead"
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Well you know son you just can't figure,
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first thing you know you're gonna pull that trigger
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and it's no wonder your reason goes bad -
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jelly roll will drive you stone mad
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Judge said "Son, this gonna cost you some time"
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Dupree said "Judge, you know that crossed my mind"
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Judge said "Fact it's gonna cost you your life"
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Dupree said "Judge, you know that seems to me to be about right"
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Well baby, baby's gonna lose her sweet man
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Dupree come out with a losing hand
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Baby's gonna weep it up for awhile
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then go on out and find another sweet man's
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gonna treat her with style
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Judge said "Son, I know your baby well
+
but that's a secret I can't never tell"
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Dupree said "Judge, well it's well understood,
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and you got to admit that that sweet, sweet jelly's so good"
+
Well you know son you just can't figure,
+
first thing you know you're gonna pull that trigger
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and it's no wonder your reason goes bad,
+
jelly roll will drive you stone mad
+
Same old story and I know it's been told,
+
some like jelly jelly - some like gold
+
Many a man's done a terrible thing
+
just to get baby that shiny diamond ring.
+
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When I was just a little young boy,
+
Papa said "Son, you'll never get far,
+
I'll tell you the reason if you want to know,
+
'cause child of mine, there isn't really very far to go"
+
Well baby, baby wants a gold diamond ring
+
Wants it more than most any old thing
+
Well when I get those jelly roll blues
+
Why I'd go and get anything in this world for you.
+
Down to the jewelry store packing a gun,
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says "Wrap it up. I think I'll take this one"
+
"A thousand dollars please," the jewelry man said
+
Dupree he said, "I'll pay this one off to you in lead"
+
Well you know son you just can't figure,
+
first thing you know you're gonna pull that trigger
+
and it's no wonder your reason goes bad -
+
jelly roll will drive you stone mad
+
Judge said "Son, this gonna cost you some time"
+
Dupree said "Judge, you know that crossed my mind"
+
Judge said "Fact it's gonna cost you your life"
+
Dupree said "Judge, you know that seems to me to be about right"
+
Well baby, baby's gonna lose her sweet man
+
Dupree come out with a losing hand
+
Baby's gonna weep it up for awhile
+
then go on out and find another sweet man's
+
gonna treat her with style
+
Judge said "Son, I know your baby well
+
but that's a secret I can't never tell"
+
Dupree said "Judge, well it's well understood,
+
and you got to admit that that sweet, sweet jelly's so good"
+
Well you know son you just can't figure,
+
first thing you know you're gonna pull that trigger
+
and it's no wonder your reason goes bad,
+
jelly roll will drive you stone mad
+
Same old story and I know it's been told,
+
some like jelly jelly - some like gold
+
Many a man's done a terrible thing
+
just to get baby that shiny diamond ring.
+
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Dancing in the Street
Hey, comin' out around the world be ready for a brand new beat
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Oh, summer's here and the time is right, oh, for dancing in the street
+
Dancing in Chicago (dancing in the street)
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Down in New Orleans (dancing in the street)
+
In New York City (dancing in the street)
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All we need is music, sweet music (sweet, sweet music)
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They'll be music everywhere (everywhere)
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They'll be laughing, singing, music swinging and dancing in the street
+
It doesn't matter what you wear just as long as you are there
+
They're dancing (dancing in the street) oh oh
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This is an invitation across the nation the chance for folks to meet
+
There'll be swinging, swaying, music playing and dancing in the street
+
Philadelphia, PA now (dancing in the street)
+
Baltimore and D.C. (dancing in the street)
+
Can't forget them other cities (dancing in the street)
+
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Hey, comin' out around the world be ready for a brand new beat
+
Oh, summer's here and the time is right, oh, for dancing in the street
+
Dancing in Chicago (dancing in the street)
+
Down in New Orleans (dancing in the street)
+
In New York City (dancing in the street)
+
All we need is music, sweet music (sweet, sweet music)
+
They'll be music everywhere (everywhere)
+
They'll be laughing, singing, music swinging and dancing in the street
+
It doesn't matter what you wear just as long as you are there
+
They're dancing (dancing in the street) oh oh
+
This is an invitation across the nation the chance for folks to meet
+
There'll be swinging, swaying, music playing and dancing in the street
+
Philadelphia, PA now (dancing in the street)
+
Baltimore and D.C. (dancing in the street)
+
Can't forget them other cities (dancing in the street)
+
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Writer: Marvin Gaye, William Stevenson, Ivy Hunter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Franklins Tower
In another time's forgotten space
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Your eyes looked through your mother's face
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Wildflower seed on the sand and stone
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May the four winds blow you safely home
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, 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
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It can ring like fire when you lose your way
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
God save the child who rings that bell
+
I may have one good ring baby, you can't tell
+
One watch by night, one watch by day
+
If you get confused just listen to the music play
+
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 wind
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
I'll tell you where the four winds sleep
+
Like four lean hounds the lighthouse keep
+
Wildflower seed in the sand and wind
+
May the four winds blow you home again
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
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English
In another time's forgotten space
+
Your eyes looked through your mother's face
+
Wildflower seed on the sand and stone
+
May the four winds blow you safely home
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, 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 lose your way
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
God save the child who rings that bell
+
I may have one good ring baby, you can't tell
+
One watch by night, one watch by day
+
If you get confused just listen to the music play
+
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 wind
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
I'll tell you where the four winds sleep
+
Like four lean hounds the lighthouse keep
+
Wildflower seed in the sand and wind
+
May the four winds blow you home again
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
Roll away, roll away the dew
+
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Writer: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER, WILLIAM KREUTZMANN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Iko Iko
My grand-ma and your grand-ma were sit-tin' by the fire.
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My grand-ma told your grand-ma: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."
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Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-ko, I-ko, un-day
+
Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
+
Look at my king all dressed in red I-ko, I-ko, un-day.
+
I bet-cha five dol-lars he'll kill you dead, jock-a-mo fee na-né
+
Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-ko, I-ko, un-day
+
Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
+
My flag boy and your flag boy were
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Sit-tin' by the fire. - My flag boy told
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Your flag boy: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."
+
Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day
+
Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
+
See that guy all dressed in green? I-KO, I-KO, un-day.
+
He's not a man, he's a lov-in' ma-chine
+
Talk-in' 'bout, hey now! Hey now! I-ko, I-ko, un-day
+
Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
+
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English
My grand-ma and your grand-ma were sit-tin' by the fire.
+
My grand-ma told your grand-ma: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."
+
Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-ko, I-ko, un-day
+
Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
+
Look at my king all dressed in red I-ko, I-ko, un-day.
+
I bet-cha five dol-lars he'll kill you dead, jock-a-mo fee na-né
+
Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-ko, I-ko, un-day
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Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
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My flag boy and your flag boy were
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Sit-tin' by the fire. - My flag boy told
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Your flag boy: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."
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Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day
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Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
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See that guy all dressed in green? I-KO, I-KO, un-day.
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He's not a man, he's a lov-in' ma-chine
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Talk-in' 'bout, hey now! Hey now! I-ko, I-ko, un-day
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Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-né, jock-a-mo fee na-né
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Writer: Barbara Anne Hawkins, Joan Marie Johnson, Rosa Lee Hawkins
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Beat It On Down the Line
Well this job I've got is just a little too hard,
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Running out of money, Lord, I need more pay.
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Gonna wake up in the morning Lord, gonna pack my bags,
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I'm gonna beat it on down the line.
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I'm goin' down the line, goin down the line,
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Goin' down the line, goin down the line,
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Goin' down the line, goin down the line,
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Beat it on down the line.
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Yes I'll be waiting at the station Lord, when that train pulls on by,
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I'm going back where I belong.
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I'm going back to that same old used-to-be,
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Down in Joe Brown's coal mine.
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Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
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Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
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Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
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Down in Joe Brown's coal mine.
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Yeah, I'm goin' back to that shack way across that railroad track,
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Uh huh, that's where I think I belong.
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And that's where I'm gonna make my happy home.
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Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
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Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
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Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
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That's where I'm gonna make my happy home.
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Well this job I've got is just a little too hard,
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Running out of money, Lord, I need more pay.
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Gonna wake up in the morning Lord, gonna pack my bags,
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I'm gonna beat it on down the line.
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I'm goin' down the line, goin down the line,
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Goin' down the line, goin down the line,
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Goin' down the line, goin down the line,
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Beat it on down the line.
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Yes I'll be waiting at the station Lord, when that train pulls on by,
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I'm going back where I belong.
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I'm going back to that same old used-to-be,
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Down in Joe Brown's coal mine.
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Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
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Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
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Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
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Down in Joe Brown's coal mine.
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Yeah, I'm goin' back to that shack way across that railroad track,
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Uh huh, that's where I think I belong.
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And that's where I'm gonna make my happy home.
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Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
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Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
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Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
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That's where I'm gonna make my happy home.
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Writer: JESSE FULLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Funiculi Funicula
Some think the world is made for fun and frolic
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And so do I, and so do I
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Some think it well to be all melancholic
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To pine and sigh, to pine and sigh
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But I, I love to spend my time in singing
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Some joyous song, some joyous song
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To set the air with music bravely ringing
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Is far from wrong, is far from wrong
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Harken, harken, music sounds afar
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Tralala, Joy is everywhere, funiculì funiculà
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Ah me! 'Tis strange that some should take to sighing
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And like it well, and like it well
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For me, I have not thought it worth the trying
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So cannot tell, so cannot tell
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With laugh and dance and song the day soon passes
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Full soon is gone, full soon is gone
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English
Some think the world is made for fun and frolic
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And so do I, and so do I
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Some think it well to be all melancholic
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To pine and sigh, to pine and sigh
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But I, I love to spend my time in singing
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Some joyous song, some joyous song
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To set the air with music bravely ringing
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Is far from wrong, is far from wrong
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Harken, harken, music sounds afar
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Tralala, Joy is everywhere, funiculì funiculà
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Ah me! 'Tis strange that some should take to sighing
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And like it well, and like it well
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For me, I have not thought it worth the trying
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So cannot tell, so cannot tell
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With laugh and dance and song the day soon passes
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Full soon is gone, full soon is gone
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Writer: DAVID HIRSCHFELDER, RICKY EDWARDS, LUIGI DENZA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
