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From disney.src.umd.edu!mojo.eng.umd.edu!darwin.sura.net!mips!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!uwm.edu!rutgers!dziuxsolim.rutgers.edu!gandalf.rutgers.edu!burnett Fri May 15 10:33:50 EDT 1992
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From: burnett@gandalf.rutgers.edu (Gary Burnett)
Newsgroups: rec.music.gdead
Subject: So Many Roads -- Corrected lyrics
Message-ID: <May.15.09.21.22.1992.8269@gandalf.rutgers.edu>
Date: 15 May 92 13:21:22 GMT
Organization: Rutgers Univ., New Brunswick, N.J.
Lines: 68
Armed with my trusty SBD of 2/24/92 (and a bit of unknown filler on
another tape), I thought I'd update the transcription of So Many
Roads originally posted by Steve and recently reposted by Rainbow.
There are a few differences between the two performances, but I've
followed 2/24/92 except when Jerry mumbles, in which case I've
gone with what I hear on the other tape.
SO MANY ROADS
Thought I heard a bluebird sing up on a blackbird hill
Call me a whinin' boy if you will
Going where the sun don't shine
And I don't deny my name
No place to go, ain't that a shame.
Thought I heard that lonesome whistle blowin' sweet and low
Thought I heard that KC when she blow
Down where the sun don't shine
Underneath the Kokamo
Whinin' boy ain't got no place to go.
So many roads I tell you, so many roads I know
So many roads, so many roads.
Mountain high, river wide, so many roads to ride
So Many roads, so many roads.
Thought I heard a jugband sing
If you don't who else will
Over on the far side of the hill
All I know the sun don't shine
And the rain refuse to fall
You don't seem to hear me when I call.
You(?) inside and the wind outside
Tangled on a window blind
Tell me why you treat me so unkind
Down where the sun don't shine
Lonely and I call your name
No place else to go ain't that a shame.
New York to San Francisco, so many roads I know
All I want is one to take me home
High road (??) to the low road, so many roads I know
So many roads, so many roads.
>From the land of the midnight sun
Where the ice blue roses grow
Along those roads of gold and silver stone
Howlin'(?) wide or moanin' low
So many roads I know
So many roads to ease my soul
So many roads to ease my soul
[etc]
That's as accurate as I can make it, though there are probably a
couple of mistakes. And even with two different performances, some
of the words are still nearly impossible to make out.
--Gary B.
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Gary Burnett burnett@elbereth.rutgers.edu
130 Columbia Street gburnett@zodiac.rutgers.edu
Highland Park, NJ 08904 jera@well.sf.ca.us
"Things then did not delay in turning curious." --Thomas Pynchon