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VERSURI GRATEFUL DEAD
| Grateful Dead - Alabama getaway |
| Thirty two teeth in a jawbone
Alabama cryin for none
Before I have to hit him
I hope he's got the sense to run
Reason those poor girls love him
Promise them anything
Reason they believe him
He wea |
| Grateful Dead - All new minglewood blues |
| I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
Oh, my number one occupation is stealing women
from their men
Well, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted ja |
| Grateful Dead - Alligator |
| Sleepy alligator in the noonday sun
Sleepin by the river just like he usually done
Call for his whisky
He can call for his tea
Call all he wanta but he
can't call me
Oh no
I been there before
and |
| Grateful Dead - Beat it on down the line |
| Well this job I've got is just a little too hard,
Running out of money, Lord, I need more pay.
Gonna wake up in the morning Lord, gonna pack my
bags,
I'm gonna beat it on down the line.
I'm goin' dow |
| Grateful Dead - Blackthroated wind |
| Bringing me down,
I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars.
Passing me by,
The busses and semis,
Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars.
But I'm here by the road,
Bound |
| Grateful Dead - 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;
Tast |
| Grateful Dead - Born crosseyed |
| Seems like I've 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 mornin' in the sweet by and by, by
and by, by and |
| Grateful Dead - Cold rain and snow |
| Well I married me a wife, she's been trouble all
my life
Run me out in the cold rain and snow
Rain and snow, run me out in the cold rain and
snow
Well she's coming down the stairs, combin' back
her ye |
| Grateful Dead - Crazy fingers |
| Your rain falls like crazy fingers
Peals of fragile thunder keeping time
Recall the days that still are to come
Some sing blue
Hang your heart on laughing willow
Stray down to the water
Deep Sea |
| Grateful Dead - Foolish heart |
| Carve your name
Carve your name in ice and wind
Search for where
Search for where the rivers end
Or where the rivers start
Do everything that's in you
That you feel to be your part
But never give yo |
| Grateful Dead - Friend of the devil |
| 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 |
| Grateful Dead - I need a miracle |
| I need a woman 'bout twice my age
A lady of nobility, gentility and rage
Splendor in the dark, lightning on the draw
We'll go right through the book and break each and
every law.
I got a feeling and |
| Grateful Dead - If i had the world to give |
| If I had the world to give, I'd give it to you
Long as you live, would you let it fall, or hold
it all in your arms?
If I had a song to sing, I'd sing it to you
as long as you live, lullaby or maybe a |
| Grateful Dead - Let me sing your blues away |
| Gonna hop in the hack then turn on the key,
Pop in the clutch, let the wheels roll free,
Not a cloud in the sky, such a sunny day,
Push in the button, let the top ten play.
Come on honey, let me sing |
| Grateful Dead - On the road again |
| Why I married me a bad girl, tell you the reason
why
Bad girls will even do things on the sly
Look for your supper to be good and hot
She never even put a stew bone in the pot
She's on the road again |
| Grateful Dead - Picasso moon |
| South of Market in the land of ruin
You get all manner of action
Tinsel tigers in The Metal Room
Stalking satisfaction.
They got 'em packaged up for love and money
Tattooed tots and chrome spike bunni |
| Grateful Dead - Ramble on rose |
| Just like Jack the Ripper, just like Mojo Hand,
Just like Billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime
band,
Just like New York City, just like Jerico,
Pace the halls and climb the walls and get out
when they blo |
| Grateful Dead - Standing on the moon |
| Standing on the moon
I got no cobweb on my shoe
Standing on the moon
I'm feeling so alone and blue
I see the Gulf of Mexico
As tiny as a tear
The coast of California
Must be somewhere over here - ov |
| Grateful Dead - Sunrise |
| 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 ci |
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