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@ALBUM: grateful.dead
Author: Greatful Dead
Album title: Greatful Dead (LOTS)
@SONG: Alabama Getaway



32 teeth in a jawbone
Alabama's trying for none
before I have to hit him
I hope he's got the sense to run

The reason the call girls love him
promise him everything
and why they all believe him
he wears a big diamond ring

Alabama getaway, getaway
Alabama getaway, getaway
only way to please me
just sit down with me and walk away

Lady Domo, Billy Bojangles
sat down and had a drink with me
said while I got Alabama
he keeps 'em coming back to me

I heard your plea in the courthouse
witness box began to rock and rise
49 sister states
had Alabama in their eyes

Alabama getaway, getaway
Alabama getaway, getaway
only way to please me
just sit down with me and walk away

Lady said why don't we give him
a rope and let him hang himself
don't need to worry the jury
they'll probably take care of themselves

23rd psalm, Major Domo
reserve me a table for three
down in the valley of the shadows
you, Alabama and me

Alabama getaway, getaway
Alabama getaway, getaway
only way to please me
just sit down with me and walk away
@SONG: Alligator



Sleepy alligator in the noonday sun
lying by the river just like he usually done

Call for his whiskey,
he can call for his tea,
call all he want to, but he can't call on me.

Oh no! well, I been there before,
and I'm not coming back around here no more.

Creepy alligator coming all around the bin,
talkin' about the times when we was mutual friends
I take my memory and I take good care of you (?), yes I will.

Woh oh, waiting for a rainy day
Woh oh, waiting for a rainy day
I think you're running some old kind of trick

Oh no! well, I been there before,
and I'm not coming back around here no more.

Riding down the river in an old canoe
a bunch of bottles and old tennis shoes
out of the river, all ugly and green
the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen!

Teeth big and pointy, and his eyes were bugging out
Contract the union, put the ??? to ???
Screaming and yelling, he was liking his chops
He never run, he just stumbles and hops

Just out of prison on six dollars bail
Mumbles and bitches and a wagging his tail

Alligator running round my door
Alligator running round my door
Alligator running round my door
Alligator's creeping round and crawling round my cabin floor,
He'll be coming round to bother me some more.
@SONG: Althea



I told Althea I was feeling lost
lacking in some direction
Althea told me about scrutiny
and that might need protection

I told Althea a treachery
was tearing me limb from limb
Althea told me "Now, cool down boy,
settle back, easy kid."

You may be Saturday's child, all alone
and moving with a tinge of grace
You may be a cloud in the varying crowd
or just another pretty face.

You may meet the fate of Ophelia
sleeping and the chance to dream
honest to the point of recklessness
self-centered to the extreme

Ain't nobody messing with you, but you
Your friends are getting most concerned
Loose with the truth, baby it's your find
Baby, don't get burned

When the smoke has cleared she said,
that's what she said to me
I only want a bed to lay your head
and a little smypathy

There are things you can replace
and others you can not,
the time has come to weigh those things
this space is getting hot
You know this space is getting hot

I told Althea I'm a roving son
and I was born to be a bachelor
Althea told me, OK, that's fine,
so now I'm trying to catch her.

I can't talk to you without talking to me
we're guilty of the same old thing
Thinking a lot about less and less
and forgetting the love we bring

@SONG: Attics of My Life



In the attics of my life,
full of cloudy dreams unreal.
Full of tastes no tounge can know,
and lights no eye can see.
When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me.

I have spent my life
seeking all that's still unsung.
Bent my ear to hear the tune,
and closed my eyes to see.
When there was no strings to play, you played to me.

In the book of love's own dream
where all the print is blood,
where all the pages are my days
and all the lights grow old.
When I had no wings to fly, you flew to me.
You flew to me.

In the secret space of dreams
where I, dreaming, lay amazed.
When the secrets all are told
and the petals all unfold.
When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me.
@SONG: Beat it on Down the Line



Well, this job I've got is just a little too hard,
Runnin' out of money, Lord, I need more pay.
Gonna wake up in the mornin', Lord, gonna pack my bag
I'm gonna beat it on down the line.

I'm goin' down the line, goin' down the line.
Goin' down the line, goin' down the line.
Goin' down the line, goin' down the line.
Beat it on down the line.

Yes and I'll be waiting at the station, Lord, when that train pulls on by,
I'm a'goin' back where I belong.
I'm goin' back to that same old used-to-be.
Down in Joe Brown's coal mine.

Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine.
Down in Joe Brown's coal mine.

Yeh, I'm goin' back to that shack that's 'way across the railroad track.
Uh huh, that's where I think I belong.
I got a sweet woman, Lord, she's waitin' there for me,
And that's where I'm gonna make my happy home.

Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home.
That's where I'm gonna make my happy home.
@SONG: Bertha



I had a hard run, runnin' from your window.
I was all night runnin', runnin'; Lord, I wondered if you cared.
I had a run in, run around, and a run down.
Run around the corner, Lord, I run smack into a tree.

I had to move, really had to move.
That's why, if you please, I am on my bended knees,
Bertha, don't you come around here anymore.

Dressed myself in green, Lord, been down under the sea.
Try to see what's goin' down, Lord, try to read between the lines.
I had a feelin' I was fallin', fallin', fallin', Lord, I turned around to see,
Heard her voice a'callin', Lord, it's a runnin' back to me, back to me.

I had to move, really had to move.
That's why, if you please, I am on my bended knees,
Bertha, don't you come around here anymore.

Ran into a rainstorm, I ducked back into Novato.
It's all night fallin', pourin' rain,
Lord, but not a drop on me.
Test me, test me,
Test me, test me, test me,
Why don't you arrest me?
Throw me into the jail house,
Lord, until the sun goes down, 'til it goes down.

I had to move, really had to move.
That's why, if you please, I am on my bended knees,
Bertha, don't you come around here anymore.

I had to move, really had to move.
That's why, if you please, I am on my bended knees,
Bertha, don't you come around here anymore.
@SONG: Big Boss Man



Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call,
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call,
You ain't so big, you just tall, that's just about all.

You got me working boss man,
a workin' round the clock,
you wanna little drink a whiskey,
you sure won't let me stop.

Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call,
You ain't so big, you just tall, that's just about all.

I'm gonna get me a boss man,
one gonna treat me right,
I work hard in the daytime,
sure get stoned at night.

Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call,
You ain't so big, you just tall, that's just about all.
@SONG: Big Railroad Blues




Well, my momma told me, my poppa told me too
Now, my momma told me, pGXpa told me too
Well, I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues.

Wish I had a'listened to what my momma said.
Wish I had a'listened to what my momma said.
Well, I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed.

Well, I went to the depot, I never got there on time
Went down to the depot, never got there on time.
Well, my train done left, she's a'rollin' down the line.

Mister jailer go 'way now, don't tell me no lies.
Mister jailer go 'way, don't tell me no lies.
When my train come down, she can roll up and down the line.

Well, my momma told me, my poppa told me too
Now, my momma told me, poppa told me too
Well, I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues.

Wish I had a'listened to what my momma said.
Wish I had a'listened to what my momma said.
Well, I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed.
@SONG: Big River



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 Saint Paul, Minnesota,
tore me up everytime I heard her drawl, that southern drawl.
I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport,
and I follow you big river where you go.

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.

Well, I follow her down to Saint Louie, later on down the river,
a freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
Well I follow her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bluff,
she raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone.

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.

Well, I'm bound on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on,
Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
I give up, I've had enough, forget my blues on down to the gulf,
she loves you big river more than me.

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.

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.

and I'm a gonna sit right here until I die
and I'm a gonna sit right here until I die.
@SONG: Bird Song



All I know is something like a bird within her sang,
All I know she sang a little while and then flew on,
tell me all that you know, I'll show you
snow and rain.

If you hear that same sweet song again, will you know why?
Anyone who sings a tune so sweet is passin' by,
Laugh in the sunshine, sing, cry in the dark,
fly through the night.

Don't cry now, don't you cry, don't you cry anymore.

Sleep in the stars, don't you cry, dry your eyes on the wind.

All I know is something like a bird within her sang,
All I know she sang a little while and then flew off,
tell me all that you know, I'll show you
snow and rain.
@SONG: Black Peter



All of my friends, come to see me last night,
I was lying in my bed and dying.
Annie Bonneau from Saint Angel
say the weather down here so fine.

Just then the wind come squalling thru the dark,
but who can the weather command?
Just want to have a little peace to die,
and a friend or two I love at hand.

Fever roll up to a hundred and five,
roll on up gonna roll back down.
One more day I find myself alive,
tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground.

See here how everything lead up to this day,
and it's just like any other day that's ever been.
Sun going up and then the sun going down.
Shine thru my window and my friends they come around,
come around, come around.

The people might know, but the people don't care
that a man can be as poor as me,
take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain,
now let's come run and see, run and see,
run and see, run, run and see, and see.
@SONG: Black Throated Wind



Bringing me down, I'm running aground,
blind in the lights of the interstate cars,
passing me by, the buses and semis,
plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars.

But I'm here by the road, bound to the load
that I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars.
Alone with the rush of the drivers that won't pick me up,
the highway, the moon, the clouds and the stars.

Black throated wind, keeps on hurryin'
with it's words of a life where nothing is new,
another American night, across from the light,
woh-oh I'm drownin' in you.

I left Saint Louie, the city of blues,
in the midst of a storm I'd rather forget.
I tried to pretend it came to an end,
cause you weren't the woman I once thought I'd met.

But I can't deny, woh the time has gone by,
when I ever had doubts or thoughts of regret,
And I was a man when all this began
who wouldn't think twice about being there yet.

Black throated wind, whisperin' sin
and speaking of life that passes like dew.
It's forced me to see you've done better by me,
better by me than I've done by you.

Now what's to be found in racing around,
ya carry your pain wherever you go,
full of the blues, and tryin' to lose,
you ain't gonna learn what you don't wanna know.

So I give you my eyes and all of their lies,
please help them to learn as well as to see.
And capture a glance, woh and make a dance
of lookin at you looking at me.

Black throated wind, keeps on hurryin'
with it's words of a life that could almost be true,
another American night, here comes a life.
I'm turning around that's what I'm gonna do.

Going back home that's what I'm gonna do.
I'm turning around that's what I'm gonna do.
Going back home that's what I'm gonna do.
Cause you've done better by me than I've done by you,
woh-oh drowning in you
woh-oh I'm drowning in you
Yes I'm going back home that's what I'm gonna do.
Going back home that's what I'm gonna do.
@SONG: Blues for Allah



Arabian wind
The needle's eye is thin
The ships of state sail on mirage
and drown in sand
Out in no-man's land
Where Allah does command.

What good is spilling blood?
It will not grow a thing;
"Taste eternity" the swords sing:
Blues for Allah
In 'sh'Allah.

They lie where they fall
There's nothing more to say
The desert stars are bright tonight
let's meet as friends
The Flower of Islam
The Fruit of Abraham

The thousand stories have
Come round to one again,
Arabian night
Our gods pursue their fight,
What fatal flowers of darkness
bloom from seeds of light.

Bird of Paradise fly in white sky
Blues for Allah
In 'sh'Allah

Let's see with our heart
These things our eyes have seen,
and know the truth must still lie
somewhere in between.

Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blue
Bird of Paradise fly in white sky
Blues for Allah
In 'sh'Allah
@SONG: Bondi Pier



I was down by Bondi Pier,
Drinkin tubes of ice cold beer,
With a bucket full of prawns upon my knee,
When I swallowed the last prawn,
I had a technicolor yawn,
And I chundered in the old Pacific Sea.

Drink it up, drink it up,
Crack another dozen tubes and prawns with me,
If you want to throw your voice,
Mate you won't have any choice,
But to chunder in the old Pacific Sea.

I was sittin in the surf,
When a mate of mine called Murf,
Asks if he can crack a tube or two with me,
The bastard barely swallowed it,
When he went for the big spit,
And he chundered in the old Pacific Sea.

Drink it up, drink it up,
Crack another dozen tubes and prawns with me,
If you want to throw your voice,
Mate you won't have any choice,
But to chunder in the old Pacific Sea.

I've had liquid laughs in bars,
And I've hurled from moving cars,
And I've chuckled when and where it suited me,
But if I could choose the spot,
To regurgitate me lot,
Then I'd chunder in the old Pacific Sea..

Drink it up, drink it up,
Crack another dozen tubes and prawns with me,
If you want to throw your voice,
Mate you won't have any choice,
But to chunder in the old Pacific Sea.
@SONG: Born Cross Eyed



Seems I have been here before
fuzzy then and still so obscure, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
And I don't want to see anybody cry
meet me some moment in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.

Song comin' on
so pleasin' to see, come and gone, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
you don't have to tell me why
meet me some moment in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.

It ain't cause I'm the only one left darlin'
'bout the time the sun rises west,
feelin' groovy, lookin' fine.

Think I'll come back here again
every now and then, come time to try.
My how lovely you are,
the war game has gone much too far
seems to me, do your thing to me,
meet me some moment in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.
@SONG: Box of Rain



Look out of any window,
Any morning, any evening, any day.
Maybe the sun is shining,
Birds are winging, no rain is fallin' from a heavy sky.

What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago.

Walk out of any doorway,
Feel your way, feel your way like the day before.
Maybe you'll find direction
Around some corner where it's been waitin' to meet you.

What do you want me to do, to watch for you while you're sleepin'?
Then please don't be surprised when you find me dreamin' too.

Look into any eyes you find by you,
you can see clear to another day.
Maybe been seen before,
through other eyes on other days while goin' home.

What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago.

Walk into splintered sunlight,
Inch your way through dead dreams to another land.
Maybe you're tired and broken,
Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear.

What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
A box of rain will ease the pain and love will see you through.

Just a box of rain, wind and water,
Believe it if you need it, if you don't just pass it on.
Sun and shower, wind and rain,
In and out the window like a moth before a flame.

And it's just a box of rain; I don't know who put it there;
Believe it if you need it or leave it if you dare.

And it's just a box of rain or a ribbon for your hair;
Such a long, long time to be gone and a short time to be there.
@SONG: Brokedown Palace



Fare you well, my honey,
fare you well my only true one.
All the birds that were singing
are flown, except you alone.

Goin' to leave this brokedown palace,
on my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, roll.
Make myself a bed by the waterside,
in my time, in my time I will roll, roll, roll.

In a bed, in a bed, by the waterside I will lay my head.
Listen to the river sing sweet songs to rock my soul.

River goin' to take me, sing me sweet and sleepy,
sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home.
It's a far gone lullaby, sung many years ago.
Mama, mama many worlds I've come since I first left home.

Goin' home, goin' home, by the riverside I will lay my bones,
listen to the river sing sweet songs to rock my soul.

Going to plant a weepin' willow;
on the bank's green edge it will grow, grow, grow.
Sings a lullaby beside the water,
lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll.

Fare you well, fare you well, I love you more than words can tell,
listen to the river sing sweet songs to rock my soul.

Doo doot doo doo doo doot doo, doo doot doo doo doot
doo doot doo.
Doo doot doo, doo doot doo, doo doot doo doot doo doo
doot doo doot doo.
@SONG: Brown Eyed Women


Gone are the days when the ox fall down
Take up the yoke and plow the fields around
Gone are the days when the ladies said please
Gen'ral 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 pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on.

1920 when he steped to the bar
drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar,
1930 when the wall caved in
he made 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 pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on.

Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
Two times over and the rest was 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 pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on.

Tumble down shack in Big Foot County
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 burned like hell
I cut hickory 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 pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on.

Gone are the days when the ox fall down
You take up the yoke and plow the fields around
Gone are the days when the ladies said please
Gen'ral 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 pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on
And it looks like the old man's getting on.
@SONG: Candyman



Come all you pretty women with your hair a hanging down
Open up your windows cause the Candyman's in town.
Come on boys and gamble, roll those laughing bones,
Seven come eleven, boys I'll take your money home.

Look out, look out the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again.
Pretty lady ain't got no friend til
the Candyman comes around again, around again.

I come in from Memphis where I learned to talk the jive
When I get back to Memphis be one less man alive.
Good morning, Mr. Benson, I see you're doing well,
if I had me a shotgun I'd blow you straight to hell.

Look out, look out the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again.
Pretty lady ain't got no friend til
the Candyman comes around again, around again.

Come on boys and wager if you have got the mind
If you've got a dollar boys, lay it on the line
Hand me my old guitar, pass the whiskey round,
won't you tell ev'rybody you meet that the Candyman's in town.

Look out, look out the Candyman
Here he comes and he's gone again.
Pretty lady ain't got no friend til
the Candyman comes around again, around again.
@SONG: Casey Jones



Driving that train, high on cocaine
Casey Jones you better watch your speed,
trouble ahead, trouble behind
and you know that notion just crossed my mind.

This old engine makes it on time
leaves Central Station bout a quarter to nine
hits River Junction at seventeen to
at a quarter to ten you know it's travelin' again.

Driving that train, high on cocaine
Casey Jones you better watch your speed,
trouble ahead, trouble behind
and you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Trouble ahead ...oh lady in red
take my advice, you'd be better off dead
switchman sleeping, train a hundred and two is
on the wrong track and headed for you,

Driving that train, high on cocaine
Casey Jones you better watch your speed,
trouble ahead, trouble behind
and you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Trouble with you is the trouble with me
got two good eyes but ya still don't see,
comin' round the bend, you know it's the end
though the fireman screams and the engine just gleems,

Driving that train, high on cocaine
Casey Jones you better watch your speed,
trouble ahead, trouble behind
and you know that notion just crossed my mind.
@SONG: Cassidy


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.
Oh, child of countless dreams
Oh, child of boundless scenes.

What you are, what you are meant to be
Speaks his name for you were born to me
Born to me, Cassidy.

Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way his smile is rolling back
Come watch the nighttime cling,
Come grow the scorched ground green.

Blow the horn, tap the tambourine
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, Cassidy.

Quick beats in an icy heart,
catch colt draws a coffin cart,
There he goes, now here she starts, I hear her cry.

Fly like the seabirds,
Scattered like lost words,
Wheel to the storm and fly.

Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by its own design
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.
Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by its own design
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.
@SONG: Catfish John



Mama said, "Don't go near that river,
don't be hanging around old Catfish John."
Come the morning I'd always be there
walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.

Take me back to another morning
To a time so long ago
When the sweet magnolia blossomed
Cotton fields as white as snow.

Catfish John was a river hobo
who lived and died by the river's bed
Looking back I still remember
I was proud to be his friend.

Mama said, "Don't go near that river,
don't be hanging around old Catfish John."
Come the morning I'd always be there
walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.

Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg
Traded for a chesnut mare,
Lord, he never spoke in anger
though his load was hard to bear.

Mama said, "Don't go near that river,
don't be hanging around old Catfish John."
Come the morning I'd always be there
walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn,
walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.
@SONG: China Cat Sunflower



Look for a while at the China Cat sunflower
Proud walking jingle in the midnight sun.
Copperdome bodhi, drip a silver
kimmona like a crazy quilt stargown
through a dream night wind.

Crazy cat peekin' through a lace bandana
Like a one-eyed Cheshire
Like a diamond-eyed jack
A leaf of all colors plays a golden-stringed fiddle
To a double-E waterfall over my back.

Comic book colors on a violin river
Cryin' Leonardo
words from out a silk trombone.
I rang a silent bell
Beneath a shower of pearls
In the eagle-wing palace of the Queen Chinee.
@SONG: China Doll



A pistol shot, at five o'clock,
the bells of heaven ring,
tell me what you done it for,
No I won't tell you a thing.

Yesterday I begged you
before I hit the ground,
all I leave behind me
is only what I found.

If you can abide it,
let the hurdy-gurdy play,
stranger ones have come by here
before they flew away.

I will not condemn you
nor yet would I deny,
I would ask the same of you,
but failing, will not die.

Take up your china doll,
take up your china doll,
it's only fractured
and just a little nervous from the fall.
La-la-la-la-la-la-la.
@SONG: Chinatown Shuffle


Take it, you can have it,
what I got baby, I can't hold
and if you find the secret
tell me how to build the mold.

And I can't handle your problems
so don't try to handle mine,
get yourself a shotgun, a pocketful of shells
and we can while away the time.

Look up the wall, do it right,
make a mistake, you're going to pay for it twice,
but if you need it, got to have it
get yourself a shotgun and bring it back home.

Look up the wall, you know you got to call
before you start falling, get ready to fall,
and if you fall in my direction
don't expect no help at all. . .don't.

Get it right, do it nice
and if you make a mistake, you're going to pay for it twice,
but if you need it, got to have it
get yourself a shotgun and bring it back home.

Look up the wall, you know you got to call
but if you start falling, be ready to fall,
and if you fall in my direction
don't expect no help at all,
don't expect no help at all,
don't expect no help at all,
and if you fall in my direction
don't expect no help at all.
@SONG: Cold Rain and Snow



Well, I'll marry me a wife,
she's been trouble all my life--
walk me out in the cold rain and snow.

Rain and snow!
Walk me out in the cold rain and snow.

Well she's coming down the stairs,
holding back her yellow hair,
and I ain't gonna be treated this a way--

this a way,
and I ain't gonna be treated this a way.

She went up to her room,
and she sang a fateful tune,
and I'm going where those chilly winds don't blow.

Winds don't blow,
and I'm going where those chilly winds don't blow.

But I'm married to her life,
she's been trouble all my life,
walk me out in the cold rain and snow.

Rain and snow,
walk me out in the cold rain and snow,
walk me out in the cold rain and snow,
walk me out in the cold rain and snow,
walk me out in the cold rain and snow,
walk me out in the cold rain and snow,
walk me out in the cold rain and snow.
@SONG: Comes A Time



Comes a time
when the blindman takes your hand,
says don't you see?
Gotta make it somehow
on the dreams you still believe
don't give it up, you got an empty cup
only love can fill, only love can fill.

Been walking all morning
went walking all night
I can't see much difference
between the dark and light
And I feel the wind
And I taste the rain
Never in my mind
@ALBUM: in.the.dark
Author: Grateful Dead
Album title: In The Dark
@SONG: Touch Of Grey


Must be getting early,
Clocks are running late.
Paint by number morning sky
Looks so phony.

Dawn is breaking everywhere.
Light a candle, curse the glare.
Draw the curtains, I don't care 'cause
It's all right.

Chorus:
I will get by.
I will get by.
I will get by.
I will survive.

I see you've got your fist out.
Say your piece and get out.
Guess I get the gist of it, but
It's all right.

Sorry that you feel that way.
The only thing there is to say:
Every silver lining's got a
Touch of Grey.

Chorus

It's a lesson to me.
The Ables and the Bakers and the C's
The ABC's we all must face,
Try to keep a little grace.

(Intramental verse and chorus)

It's a lesson to me.
The deltas and the east and the freeze.
The ABC's we all think of,
Try to leave a little love.

I know the rent is in arrears,
The dog has not been fed in years.
It's even worse than it appears, but
It's all right.

Cows giving kerosene,
Kid can't read at seventeen.
The words he knows are all obscene, but
It's all right.

Chorus

The shoe is on the hand it fits.
There's really nothing much to it.
Whistle through your teeth and spit, cause
It's all right.

Oh well, a Touch Of Grey
Kind of suits you anyway.
That was all I had to say and
It's all right.

Chorus

We will get by.
We will get by.
We will get by.
We will survive.
(Repeat)

@SONG: Hell In A Bucket


Well, I was drinking last night with a biker,
And I showed him a picture of you.
I said, "Pal, get to know her. You'll like her."
Seemed like the least I could do.

'Cause when he's driving his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls,
You will think me by contrast quite proper,
Never mind how I stumble and fall.
Never mind how I stumble and fall.

Chorus:
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot,
Or a taste of your elegant pride.
I may be going to Hell In A Bucket, baby,
But at least I'm enjoying the ride.
Least I'm enjoying the ride.
Least I'm enjoying the ride.

Now miss sweet little sock-hop pretender,
Somehow baby got hot as it gets.
With her black leather _ black suspenders,
The chair, and her whip, and her pet.

Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the ravenous Catherine the Great.
And we know how you love your ovations
And the Z-rated scenes you create.
Z-rated scenes you create.

Chorus

You analyze me, attempt to dispise me,
You laugh when I stumble and fall.
There may come a day I will dance on your grave.
If unable to dance I will crawl cross it.
Or unable to dance I will crawl.
Unable to dance I'll crawl.

You must really consider the circus,
'Cause it just might be your kind of zoo.
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you.


It's not like I'm leaving you lonely,
'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin.
Well I know that you think of me only
When the snakes come marching in.
When the snakes come marching in.

Chorus (ad lib)

@SONG: When Push Comes To Shove


Shaking in the forest, whatever you should fear.
Fear the baby tigers will punch you in the ear.
Blood _ stainless steel, bats carved out of brick,
Knock you down and beat you up and give your ass a kick
When Push Comes To Shove, you're afraid of love.

Shaking in the desert, wherefor do you cry?
Fear the baby rattlesnakes will punch you in the eye.
Shotgun's full of silver, bullet's made of glass,
String barbed wire at you baby do not let you pass.
When Push Comes To Shove, you're afraid of love.

Chorus:
When Push Comes To Shove.
When Push Comes To Shove.
You're afraid of love,
When Push Comes To Shove.

Shaking in the bedroom, covers on your head.
Cringing like a baby at the hand beneath the bed.
Phantom in the closet, scratching at the door,
Believe _ _ _ kill him but you saw a _ _ _
When Push Comes To Shove, you're afraid of love.

Shaking in the garden, the fear within your bones.
Fear the baby roses will punch you in the nose.
Twist their arms around you, slap you till you cry,
They wrap you in their sweet perfume and love you 'till you die.
When Push Comes To Shove, you're afraid of love.

Chorus

@SONG: West L. A. Fadeaway


Looking for a chateau, twenty-one rooms but one will do.
Looking for a chateau, twenty-one rooms but one will do.
I don't want to buy it,
Just want to rent it for an hour or two.

I met and old mistake walking down the street today.
I met and old mistake walking down the street today.
I didn't want to be mean about it, but I,
I didn't have one good word to day.

Chorus:
West L. A. Fadeaway.
West L. A. Fadeaway.
Little red light on the highway,
Big green light on the speedway, hey, hey, hey.

I had a steady job hauling items for the mob.
I had a steady job hauling items for the mob.
You know the pay was pathetic,
It's a shame those boys couldn't be more copacetic.

I need a west L. A. girl, already know what I need to know.
I need a west L. A. girl, already know what I need to know.
Name, address and phone number,
_ just how far to go.

Chorus

Looking for a chateau, twenty-one rooms but one will do.
Looking for a chateau, twenty-one rooms but one will do.
I don't want to rent it,
Just want to use it for a minute or two.

Chorus

Little red light on the highway,
Big green light on the speedway, hey, hey, hey.

Little red light on the highway,
Big green light on the speedway, hey, hey, hey.

@SONG: Tons Of Steel


I know these rails we're on like I know my lady's smile.
We've seen a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Can't begin to count the trips that she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade.

Chorus:
900,000 Tons Of Steel, made to roll.
Her brakes don't work and this grade's so steep, her engine's sure to blow.
900,000 Tons Of Steel, out of control.
She's more a roller-coaster than the train I used to know.

It's one hell of an understatement to say she can get mean.
She's tempermental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasn't built to travel at the speed a rumor flys.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn the ties.

Chorus

Murphy sure outdone himself to pick this strech of track.
I can only hope my luck is riding in the back.
Well I have prayed to God this ain't the death of me.
I've done about everything but try dragging my feet.

Chorus

Ooh, ooh, I want to go down slow.
Oooooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
900,000 Tons Of Steel, out of control.
She's more a roller-coaster than the train I used to know.

@SONG: Throwing Stones


Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free,
Dizzy with eternity.
Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea.
Call it home for you and me.

A peaceful place or so it looks from space.
A closer look reveals the human race.
Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face.
But afraid we may lay our home to waste.

There's a fear down here we can't forget.
It hasn't got a name just yet.
Always awake, always around,
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Now watch as the ball revolves and the night-time falls.
And again the hunt begins, again the flood wind calls.
Back and black again, the morning sunrise.
The darkness never goes from some men's eyes.

It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets.
Staking turf, dividing up meat.
Nightmare, spook, _ _ _
It's you and me, you and me.

Flash blade in ghetto night.
_ _ looking for a fight.
_ _ alley broke them bones.
Need that cash to feed that Jones.
And the politicians Throwing Stones.
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Commissars and pinstripe bosses roll the dice.
Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price?
Money gleaming a proletarian gray.
Selling guns instead of food today.

So the kids they dance and shake their bones
And the politicians Throwing Stones.
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

(Interlude)

Heartless powers try to tell us what to think!
But the spirt's sleeping in the flesh's ink.
History's page will be neatly carved in stone.
The picture's here, we are it, we are on our own.
On our own.
On our own.
On our own.

If the game is lost then we're all the same.
No one left to place or take the blame.
We will leave this place an empty stone.
Well that shining ball we can call our home.

So the kids they dance and shake their bones
And the politicians Throwing Stones.
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Shooting powders back and forth,
Singing, "Black goes South and White comes North."
In a whole world full of petty wars,
Singing, "I got mine and you got yours."
And the current fashion's set the pace.
Lose a step, fall out of grace.
And the radical, he rant and rage,
Singing, "Someone got to turn the page."
And the rich man in his summer home,
Singing, "Just leave well enough alone."
But his pants are down, his cover's blown.
And the politicians Throwing Stones.
So the kids they dance and shake their bones
'Cause it's all too clear we're on our own.
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free,
It's dizzy with possibilities.

Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
(Repeat and ad lib)

@SONG: Black Muddy River

When the last rose of summer pricks my finger
And the hot sun chills me to the bone.
When I can't hear the song for the singer
And I can't tell my pillow from a stone.

I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River.
And sing me a song of my own.
I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River.
And sing me a song of my own.

When the last mote of sunshine hits the mountain
And the stars start to splatter in the sky.
When the moon splits the southwest horizon
With the scream of an eagle on the fly.

I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River
And listen to the ripples as they moan.
I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River
And sing me a song of my own.

Black Muddy River, roll on forever.
I don't care how deep or wide
If you've got another side.
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river,
Black Muddy River, roll.

(Instrumental)

Black Muddy River, roll on forever.
I don't care how deep or wide
If you've got another side.
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river,
Black Muddy River, roll.

When it seems like the night will last forever
And there's nothing left to do but count the years.
When the strings of my heart start to sever,
Stones fall from my eyes instead of tears.

I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River
And dream me a dream of my own.
I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River
And sing me a song of my own.

And sing me a song of my own.

@SONG: My Brother Esau


My Brother Esau killed a hunter
Back in Nineteen sixty-nine,
And before the killing was done
His inheritance was mine.
But his birthright wasn't one to wave
Before a weary band.
Esau gave me sleeplessness
And a piece of ____________(?)
My father favored Esau,
Who was eager to obey
All the bloody wild commandments
the old man shot his way.
All this favor ended when
My brother failed at war.
He staggered home,
And found me at the door.
Esau skates on mirrors anymore...
And meets his pale reflection
At the door.
Yet sometimes at night I dream
He's still that hairy man,
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.

Esau holds a blessing,
Brother Esau holds a curse.
I would say that the blame was mine,
But I suspect it's something worse.
The more my brother looks like me,
The less I understand
The silent war that bloodied
Both our hands.
Sometimes at night I think I understand.
Way late at night, it feels to understand.
It's brother to brother and it's man to man
And it's face to face and it's hand to hand...
We shadowdance the silent war within.
The shadowdance, it never ends...
Never ends, never ends.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse, yet again...
Yet again.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse,
And wandering the land.



Your request matches 1 albums and 8 songs.


@ALBUM: in.the.dark
Author: Grateful Dead
Album title: In The Dark
@SONG: Touch Of Grey


Must be getting early,
Clocks are running late.
Paint by number morning sky
Looks so phony.

Dawn is breaking everywhere.
Light a candle, curse the glare.
Draw the curtains, I don't care 'cause
It's all right.

Chorus:
I will get by.
I will get by.
I will get by.
I will survive.

I see you've got your fist out.
Say your piece and get out.
Guess I get the gist of it, but
It's all right.

Sorry that you feel that way.
The only thing there is to say:
Every silver lining's got a
Touch of Grey.

Chorus

It's a lesson to me.
The Ables and the Bakers and the C's
The ABC's we all must face,
Try to keep a little grace.

(Intramental verse and chorus)

It's a lesson to me.
The deltas and the east and the freeze.
The ABC's we all think of,
Try to leave a little love.

I know the rent is in arrears,
The dog has not been fed in years.
It's even worse than it appears, but
It's all right.

Cows giving kerosene,
Kid can't read at seventeen.
The words he knows are all obscene, but
It's all right.

Chorus

The shoe is on the hand it fits.
There's really nothing much to it.
Whistle through your teeth and spit, cause
It's all right.

Oh well, a Touch Of Grey
Kind of suits you anyway.
That was all I had to say and
It's all right.

Chorus

We will get by.
We will get by.
We will get by.
We will survive.
(Repeat)

@SONG: Hell In A Bucket


Well, I was drinking last night with a biker,
And I showed him a picture of you.
I said, "Pal, get to know her. You'll like her."
Seemed like the least I could do.

'Cause when he's driving his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls,
You will think me by contrast quite proper,
Never mind how I stumble and fall.
Never mind how I stumble and fall.

Chorus:
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot,
Or a taste of your elegant pride.
I may be going to Hell In A Bucket, baby,
But at least I'm enjoying the ride.
Least I'm enjoying the ride.
Least I'm enjoying the ride.

Now miss sweet little sock-hop pretender,
Somehow baby got hot as it gets.
With her black leather _ black suspenders,
The chair, and her whip, and her pet.

Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the ravenous Catherine the Great.
And we know how you love your ovations
And the Z-rated scenes you create.
Z-rated scenes you create.

Chorus

You analyze me, attempt to dispise me,
You laugh when I stumble and fall.
There may come a day I will dance on your grave.
If unable to dance I will crawl cross it.
Or unable to dance I will crawl.
Unable to dance I'll crawl.

You must really consider the circus,
'Cause it just might be your kind of zoo.
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you.


It's not like I'm leaving you lonely,
'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin.
Well I know that you think of me only
When the snakes come marching in.
When the snakes come marching in.

Chorus (ad lib)

@SONG: When Push Comes To Shove


Shaking in the forest, whatever you should fear.
Fear the baby tigers will punch you in the ear.
Blood _ stainless steel, bats carved out of brick,
Knock you down and beat you up and give your ass a kick
When Push Comes To Shove, you're afraid of love.

Shaking in the desert, wherefor do you cry?
Fear the baby rattlesnakes will punch you in the eye.
Shotgun's full of silver, bullet's made of glass,
String barbed wire at you baby do not let you pass.
When Push Comes To Shove, you're afraid of love.

Chorus:
When Push Comes To Shove.
When Push Comes To Shove.
You're afraid of love,
When Push Comes To Shove.

Shaking in the bedroom, covers on your head.
Cringing like a baby at the hand beneath the bed.
Phantom in the closet, scratching at the door,
Believe _ _ _ kill him but you saw a _ _ _
When Push Comes To Shove, you're afraid of love.

Shaking in the garden, the fear within your bones.
Fear the baby roses will punch you in the nose.
Twist their arms around you, slap you till you cry,
They wrap you in their sweet perfume and love you 'till you die.
When Push Comes To Shove, you're afraid of love.

Chorus

@SONG: West L. A. Fadeaway


Looking for a chateau, twenty-one rooms but one will do.
Looking for a chateau, twenty-one rooms but one will do.
I don't want to buy it,
Just want to rent it for an hour or two.

I met and old mistake walking down the street today.
I met and old mistake walking down the street today.
I didn't want to be mean about it, but I,
I didn't have one good word to day.

Chorus:
West L. A. Fadeaway.
West L. A. Fadeaway.
Little red light on the highway,
Big green light on the speedway, hey, hey, hey.

I had a steady job hauling items for the mob.
I had a steady job hauling items for the mob.
You know the pay was pathetic,
It's a shame those boys couldn't be more copacetic.

I need a west L. A. girl, already know what I need to know.
I need a west L. A. girl, already know what I need to know.
Name, address and phone number,
_ just how far to go.

Chorus

Looking for a chateau, twenty-one rooms but one will do.
Looking for a chateau, twenty-one rooms but one will do.
I don't want to rent it,
Just want to use it for a minute or two.

Chorus

Little red light on the highway,
Big green light on the speedway, hey, hey, hey.

Little red light on the highway,
Big green light on the speedway, hey, hey, hey.

@SONG: Tons Of Steel


I know these rails we're on like I know my lady's smile.
We've seen a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Can't begin to count the trips that she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade.

Chorus:
900,000 Tons Of Steel, made to roll.
Her brakes don't work and this grade's so steep, her engine's sure to blow.
900,000 Tons Of Steel, out of control.
She's more a roller-coaster than the train I used to know.

It's one hell of an understatement to say she can get mean.
She's tempermental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasn't built to travel at the speed a rumor flys.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn the ties.

Chorus

Murphy sure outdone himself to pick this strech of track.
I can only hope my luck is riding in the back.
Well I have prayed to God this ain't the death of me.
I've done about everything but try dragging my feet.

Chorus

Ooh, ooh, I want to go down slow.
Oooooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
900,000 Tons Of Steel, out of control.
She's more a roller-coaster than the train I used to know.

@SONG: Throwing Stones


Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free,
Dizzy with eternity.
Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea.
Call it home for you and me.

A peaceful place or so it looks from space.
A closer look reveals the human race.
Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face.
But afraid we may lay our home to waste.

There's a fear down here we can't forget.
It hasn't got a name just yet.
Always awake, always around,
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Now watch as the ball revolves and the night-time falls.
And again the hunt begins, again the flood wind calls.
Back and black again, the morning sunrise.
The darkness never goes from some men's eyes.

It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets.
Staking turf, dividing up meat.
Nightmare, spook, _ _ _
It's you and me, you and me.

Flash blade in ghetto night.
_ _ looking for a fight.
_ _ alley broke them bones.
Need that cash to feed that Jones.
And the politicians Throwing Stones.
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Commissars and pinstripe bosses roll the dice.
Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price?
Money gleaming a proletarian gray.
Selling guns instead of food today.

So the kids they dance and shake their bones
And the politicians Throwing Stones.
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

(Interlude)

Heartless powers try to tell us what to think!
But the spirt's sleeping in the flesh's ink.
History's page will be neatly carved in stone.
The picture's here, we are it, we are on our own.
On our own.
On our own.
On our own.

If the game is lost then we're all the same.
No one left to place or take the blame.
We will leave this place an empty stone.
Well that shining ball we can call our home.

So the kids they dance and shake their bones
And the politicians Throwing Stones.
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Shooting powders back and forth,
Singing, "Black goes South and White comes North."
In a whole world full of petty wars,
Singing, "I got mine and you got yours."
And the current fashion's set the pace.
Lose a step, fall out of grace.
And the radical, he rant and rage,
Singing, "Someone got to turn the page."
And the rich man in his summer home,
Singing, "Just leave well enough alone."
But his pants are down, his cover's blown.
And the politicians Throwing Stones.
So the kids they dance and shake their bones
'Cause it's all too clear we're on our own.
Singing, "Ashes, ashes, all fall down."
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free,
It's dizzy with possibilities.

Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
(Repeat and ad lib)

@SONG: Black Muddy River

When the last rose of summer pricks my finger
And the hot sun chills me to the bone.
When I can't hear the song for the singer
And I can't tell my pillow from a stone.

I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River.
And sing me a song of my own.
I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River.
And sing me a song of my own.

When the last mote of sunshine hits the mountain
And the stars start to splatter in the sky.
When the moon splits the southwest horizon
With the scream of an eagle on the fly.

I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River
And listen to the ripples as they moan.
I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River
And sing me a song of my own.

Black Muddy River, roll on forever.
I don't care how deep or wide
If you've got another side.
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river,
Black Muddy River, roll.

(Instrumental)

Black Muddy River, roll on forever.
I don't care how deep or wide
If you've got another side.
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river,
Black Muddy River, roll.

When it seems like the night will last forever
And there's nothing left to do but count the years.
When the strings of my heart start to sever,
Stones fall from my eyes instead of tears.

I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River
And dream me a dream of my own.
I will walk alone by the Black Muddy River
And sing me a song of my own.

And sing me a song of my own.

@SONG: My Brother Esau


My Brother Esau killed a hunter
Back in Nineteen sixty-nine,
And before the killing was done
His inheritance was mine.
But his birthright wasn't one to wave
Before a weary band.
Esau gave me sleeplessness
And a piece of ____________(?)
My father favored Esau,
Who was eager to obey
All the bloody wild commandments
the old man shot his way.
All this favor ended when
My brother failed at war.
He staggered home,
And found me at the door.
Esau skates on mirrors anymore...
And meets his pale reflection
At the door.
Yet sometimes at night I dream
He's still that hairy man,
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.

Esau holds a blessing,
Brother Esau holds a curse.
I would say that the blame was mine,
But I suspect it's something worse.
The more my brother looks like me,
The less I understand
The silent war that bloodied
Both our hands.
Sometimes at night I think I understand.
Way late at night, it feels to understand.
It's brother to brother and it's man to man
And it's face to face and it's hand to hand...
We shadowdance the silent war within.
The shadowdance, it never ends...
Never ends, never ends.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse, yet again...
Yet again.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse,
And wandering the land.



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