<text>The news is out,all over townthat you've been seen,out runnin' round.I know that I should leave, but thenI just can't go,You win again.This heart of mine,could never seewhat everybody knows but me.Just trustin' youwas my great sin,I just can't go, LordYou win again.This heart of mine,could never seewhat everybody knows but me.Just trustin' youwas my great sin,I just can't go, LordYou win again.This heart of mine,could never seewhat everybody--body knows but me.Just trustin' youwas my great sin,I just can't go, LordYou win again.What can I do, LordYou win again.</text>
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<text>Municipal Auditorium, Austin TX</text>
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<text>You come to tell me something you say I ought to know.That he don't love me any more and I'll have to let him go.Well you say you're gonna take him, well I don't think you can,Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.Women like you they come a dime-a-dozen, you can buy 'em anywhere.For you to get to him I'd have to move overAnd I'm gonna stand right here.It'll be over my dead body, better get out while you can,Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.Some times a man starts looking at things that he don't need,He took a second look at you and he's still in love with me.Well I don't know where that leaves you, but I know where I stand,And you ain't woman enough to take my man.Women like you they come a dime-a-dozen, you can buy 'em anywhere.For you to get to him I'd have to move overAnd I'm gonna stand right here.It'll be over my dead body, better get out while you can,Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.Women like you they come a dime-a-dozen, you can buy 'em anywhere.For you to get to him I'd have to move overAnd I'm gonna stand right here.It'll be over my dead body, better get out while you can,Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.</text>
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<text>Nassau Veterans Memorial Coliseum, Uniondale NY</text>
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<text>Winter rain, now tell me why,Summers fade, and roses die.The answer came; the wind and rain.Golden hills, now veiled in grey,Summer leaves have blown away.Now what remains? The wind and rain.And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings,Knowing,Like a song that's born to soar the sky,Flowing,Flowing 'til the waters all are dry,Growing,The loving in her eyes.Circle songs and sands of time,and seasons will end in tumbled rhyme,and little change, the wind and rain.And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings,Knowing,Like a song that's born to soar the sky,Flowing,Flowing 'til the rivers all are dry,Growing,The loving in her eyes.Winter grey and falling rain,We'll see summer come again,Darkness falls and seasons change (gonna happen every time).Same old friends the wind and rain (we'll see summer bye and bye).Winter grey and falling rain,Summers fade and roses die,You'll see summer come again,Like a song that's born to soar the sky.</text>
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<text>Henry J. Kaiser Convention Center, Oakland, CA</text>
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<text>I know this cat named Wayout WillieHe got a cool little chick named Rockin' MillieThey can walk and stroll and Susie Q.And doin' that crazy handjive too.Handjive,Handjive,Handjive,Doin' that crazy handjive.Poppa told Willie, "You'll ruin my homeYou and that handjive's got to go."Willie told Poppa, "Don't bring me downThey're doin' the handjive all over town."Handjive,Handjive,Handjive,Doin' that crazy handjive.Momma, Momma look at Uncle Joe,Doin' the handjive with Sister Flo,Grandma gave little sister a dimeSaid, "Do that handjive one more time."Handjive,Handjive,Handjive,Doin' that crazy handjive.Doctor, Lawyer, Indian ChiefThey all dig that crazy beatWayout Willie give them all a treatWhen he did that handjive with his feetHandjive,Handjive,Handjive,Doin' that crazy handjive.Willie and Millie got married last fallThey had little Willie Junior and that ain't allWell, the baby got famous in his crib you see,When he did that handjive on T.V.Handjive,Handjive,Handjive,Doin' that crazy handjive.</text>
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card_80404.xml
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<text>Merriweather Post Pavilion, Columbia, MD</text>
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<text>Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?No one will be watching us;Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?No one will be watching us;Why don't we do it in the road?Oh, Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?Why don't we do it , do it in the road?Why don't we do it in the road?No one will be watching us;Why don't we do it in the road?</text>
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<text>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 kickWhen 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</text>
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card_85629.xml
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<text>Robert Hunter/ Jerry Garcia/ Phil Lesh</text>
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<text>Aoxomoxoa</text>
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<text>Waves of violet go crashing and laughingThe rainbow-wing singing birds fly 'round the sunSun bells rain down in a liquid profusionMermaids on horses draw up the dawnWhat's become of the baby this cold December morning?Songbirds frozen in their flightDrifting to the earth, remnants of forgotten dreamingDawning answer comes there none.Go to sleep you child dream of never-ending alwaysPanes of crystal ice sparkle like waterfallsLighting the polished ice caverns of the dawn,But where in the looking-glass fields of illusionWandered the child who was perfect as the dawn?What's become of the baby this cold December morning?What's become of the baby this cold December morning?Racing in rhythms of the sunAll the world revolves captured in the eye of womanAllah, where are you now?All eyes are blinded by the sparkling watersScheherazade gathering stories to tellFrom primal gold fantasy petals that fold,But where is the child who played with the sunshines?And chased the cloud shape to the regions of mind?"Standing stream" cries the south windLost in the regions ofshadow-like chains of illusion, delusions of living and dead.</text>
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card_61026.xml
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<text>(words in [] are from Boston 9/18/82)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?ah?,I didn't have one good word to say.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 [good] job hauling [running] items for the mob.I had a steady job hauling [running red-hod ]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,Lord? just how far to go.West L. A. Fadeaway.West L. A. Fadeaway.Little red light on the highway,Big green light on the speedway, hey, hey, hey.[Here's what Ginger said][She walks like she ain't nobody's fool][Here's what Ginger said][She always tries to play by the golden rule][She says treat other people alright][Other folks probably treat you (too ?)]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.-ChorusLittle 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.</text>
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card_28372.xml
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<text>We don't own this place, though we act as if we did,It belongs to the children of our children's kids.The actual owners haven't even been born yet.But we never tend the garden and rarely we pay the rent,Some of it is broken and the rest of it is bentPut it all on plastic and I wonder where we'll be when the bills hit.We can run,But we can't hide from it.Of all possible worlds,We only got one:We gotta to ride on it.Whatever we've done,We'll never get far from what we leave behind,Baby, we can run, run, run, but we can't hide.Oh no, we can't hide.I'm dumpin' my trash in your back yardBein' sure you don't notice really isn't so hardYou're so busy making guns you barely have time to use them.Well, it's oil for the rich and babies for the poor,We got everyone believing that more is more,If a reckoning comes, maybe we'll know what to do then.All these complications seem to leave no choice,I heard the tongues of billions speak with just one voice,Saying, "Just leave all the rest to me,I need it worse than you, you see."And then I heard...The sound of one child crying.Today I went walking in the amber wind,There's a hole in the sky where the light pours inI remembered the days when I wasn't afraid of the sunshine.But now it beats down on the asphalt landLike a hammering blow from God's left handWhat little still grows cringes in the shade like a bad vine.</text>
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<text>Gonna wave, gonna wave, gonna wave to the windGonna wave my way, my way on thru the windGonna wave, gonna wave, gonna wave to the wind (above 3 lines are Chorus)Gonna wave my way to places that I never have beenGonna wave to the people that I see at the side of the road as i wander on byWave goodbye to the trouble that's always on my mindGonna jump start my life to go down flyin'Gonna wave to the memories I carry in my heart and the new ones I find alongmy wayGonna wave to the ???? that's east of the bay like a ??? or a dark bird ofprey (?)CHORUSGonna wave my way to the edge of the world and jump inGonna wave to the thunder, the wind and the sea, When the lightening cries(?)out of the windGonna wave to the river that (gathers with the stream?) and the mountainsthat rise above the bayWave farewell to the falsehoods that staked me to the ground for so long Iforgot that i could flyGonna wave to the sidewalk (I'm talkin' with my name??????) in the new(?) ofthe???CHORUSGonna wave my way from the ??? ???? inGonna wave like a banner, ?? to the breeze and the ocean ?? to the ??I can hold out forever just keepin' it together???????(unintelligible line)Lift my voice for the young man ??? the war who was born on the forth of JulyGonna stand and deliver ?? ?? ?? ?? to the high wide burnin' skyCHORUSTo the stars in the sky, the ?? that ?? like a hillGonna wave to the summer, where dreams were discovered, where ?? ??? to theendGonna wave to the light at the close of the night turnin' out of the (darkfringe?)Casting hope to the hopeless, the helpless and the homeless, the soul ofearth and ??Gonna wave till my arm grows weary in the socket, gonna wave till I can'twave no more.CHORUSGonna speak to the breeze, add my voice to the wind,Say "Oh say can you see by the dawn's early light screamin' in?"</text>
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<text>Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR</text>
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<text>Tell ole Automatic SlimTell ole Razor-Totin' JimTell ole Butcher-Knife-Totin' AnneTell ole Fast-Talkin' FannyWe gonna pitch a ballDown at the union hallGonna romp and tromp till midnightGonna fuss and fight till daylightWe gonna pitch a wang-dang-doodleAll night long, all night long, all night longWe gonna pitch a wang-dang-doodleAll night longTell ole Kudu-Crawlin' RedTell Albert Senior NedTell ole Pistol PeteTell everybody he meetTonight we need no restWe're really gonna throw a messWe're gonna break down all the windowsWe're gonna kick down all the doorsWe gonna pitch a wang-dang-doodleAll night long, all night long, all night long, all night longWe gonna pitch a wang-dang-doodleAll night longTell Fats and Washboard SamThat everybody gonna jamTell Shakey and Boxcar JoeWe got sawdust on the floorTell Peggy and Caroline DyeWe gonna have a heck-of-a-timeWhen the fish scent fills the airThere'll be snuff juice everywhereWe gonna pitch a wang-dang-doodleAll night long, all night longAll night longWe gonna pitch a wang-dang-doodleAll night longLet me howl to you (howls 3 times)All night longWe gonna pitch a wang-dang-doodleAll night longAll night longAll night long</text>
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card_59895.xml
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<text>Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet?We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny itAnd Louise hold a handfull of rain, temptin' you to defy itLights flicker from the opposite loftIn this room the heat pipes just coughThe country music station plays softBut there's nothing, really nothing to turn offJust Louise and her lover so entwinedAnd these visions of Johanna that conquer my mindIn the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chainAnd the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the ``D'' trainWe can hear the night watchman click his flashlightAsk himself if its him or them that really insaneLouise, she's all right, she's just nearShe'd delicate and seems like the mirrorBut she makes it all to concise and too clearThat Johanna's not hereThe ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her faceWhere these visions of Johanna have now taken my placeNow little boy lost, he takes himself so seriouslyHe brags of his misery, he like to live dangerouslyAnd when bringing her name upHe speaks of a farewell kiss to meHe's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and allMuttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hallHow can I explain?Oh, its so hard to get onAnd these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawnInside the museums, Infinity goes up on trialVoices echo this is what salvation must be like after a whileBut Mona Lisa musta had the highway bluesYou can tell by the way she smilesSee the primitive wallflower freezeWhen the jelly-faced women all sneezeHear the one with the mustache say, ``Jeeze,I can't find my knees''Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the muleBut these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruelThe peddler now speaks to the countess who'e pretending to care for himSayin', ``Name me someone thats not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him''But like Louise always says``Ya can't look at much can ya man''As she, herself, prepares for himAnd Madonna, she still has not showedWe see the this empty cage now corrodeWhere her cape of the stage once had flowedThe fiddler, he now steps to the roadHe writes ev'rything's been returned which was owedOn the back of the fish truck that loadsWhile my concious explodesThe harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rainAnd these visions of Johanna are now all that remain</text>
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card_59028.xml
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<text>The judge decreed it, clerk he wrote itClerk he wrote it down indeedyThe judge decreed it, clerk he wrote it down.[ ] jail sentence you'll be Nashville bound.'Some got six months, some got one solidSome got one solid year indeedySome got six months, some got one solid yearBut me and my buddy, both got lifetime, yeahI wrote a letter, mailed it in the air?Mailed it in the air indeedyI wrote a letter, mailed it in the airYou may know by that I have got a friend somewhere</text>
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<text>Danish Hall, Los Angeles, CA</text>
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card_81458.xml
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<text>Patience runs out on the junkiethe dark side hires another soul.Did he steal his fate or earn it?Was he force fed, did he learn it?What ever happened to his precious self-control?Like him, I'm tired of trying to healthis tom cat heart with which I'm blessedis destruction loving's twin?Must I choose to lose or win?Maybe when my turn comes I will have guessed.These are the horns of the dilemma,What truth is proof against all lies?When sacred fails before profaneThe wisest man is deemed insaneEven the purest of romantics compromise.What fixation feeds this feverAs the full moon pales and climbsAm I living truth or rank deceiver?Am I the victim or the crime?Am I the victim or the crime?Am I the victim or the crime?And so I wrestle with the angelsTo see who'll reap the seeds I sowAm I the driver or the driven?Will I be damned to be forgiven?Is there anyone but me who needs to know?What it is that feeds this feveras the full moon pales and climbsam I living truth or rank deceiver?am I the victim or the crime?am I the victim or the crime?am I the victim or the crime?am I the victim or the crime?am I the victim or the crime?am I the victim or the crime?am I the victim or the crime?or the crime.</text>
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<text>6/17/88</text>
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<text>The Met Center Bloomington, Mn.</text>
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<text>Bob Weir</text>
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<text>I IIII II III IV V VI VII VIIIC I II I III II IIII II IIIIIIVV VI VII VIIIC EA IX X XIX X IX X X</text>
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card_104640.xml
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<text>The Old Plantation Song, The Old Plantation</text>
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<text>10/22/90</text>
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<text>Festhalle, Frankfurt, Germany</text>
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<text>Sometimes I lead sometimes I followThis time I'll go where she wants me to goShe said maybe today maybe tomorrowGo deep in the woods down the low valley roadWhile no one was looking on the old plantationHe took her all the way down the long valley roadThey sent her away not too much laterAnd left him walking down the old valley roadWalk on, walk on aloneWalk on, walk on, walk on aloneOut in the hall they were talking in a whisperEverybody noticed she was gone a whileSomebody said she's gone to her sister'sBut everybody knew what they were talking aboutStanding like a stone on the old plantationThe rich old man would have never let him inGood enough to hire not good enough to marryWhen all happens nobody winsWalk on, walk on aloneWalk on, walk on, walk on alone</text>
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<text>Blue light rain,well unbroken chain,Looking for familiar facesin an empty window pane.Listening for the secret,searching for the soundBut I could only hear the preacherand the baying of his hounds.Willow sky, woh,I walk and wonder why,They say love your brother,but you will catch it when you try.Roll you down the line poor boy,drop you for a loss,Ride you out on the cold railroadand nail you to a cross.November and more,as I wait for the score,They're telling me forgivenessis the key to every door.A slow winter daya night like foreversink like a stone,float like the feather.Lilac rain, unbroken chainSong of the Saw-Whet owl.Out on a mountain, it'll drive you insaneListening to the winds howl.Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls,Unbroken chain of sky and sea.Unbroken chain of the western wind,Unbroken chain of you and me.</text>
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<text>What are they seeing,when they look in each other's eyes?What are they feeling,when they see each other smile?Is it love, I don't know--or an emotion that I've outgrown?Did I take a wrong turn-in on life's winding road?Won't somebody help me find the right way to go?My life needs some correction,alteration and direction,won't somebody stand by me--yes, I'm lost,yes, I'm lost,yes, I'm lost.What is the secret of this time of mine?Two souls in communion, both body and mind.Is it special magic, or just the nature of things?Come see the great spirit, not for beggars but for kings.You who have found it please help me along,I'm a man, I'm a man,--I'm not made out of stone.My needs they are simple, I don't want anything,but I surely want to fly on those wings, on the run, one more time.All I wanna do, fly up, fly home,Fly on those wings of love, fly up, fly home,I'm a staying in your town, fly up, fly home,Help me somebody please! Fly up, fly home.I wake up early in the morning, fly up, fly home,you know I never saw you babe, fly up, fly home.I just can't seem to understand,can't seem to understand what's wrong, fly up, fly home.What I wanna do is take a little ride with you,on the wings of love,woh-oh one more time,one more time.</text>
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<text>Must be getting early,Clocks are running late.Paint by number morning skyLooks so phony.Dawn is breaking everywhere.Light a candle, curse the glare.Draw the curtains, I don't care 'causeIt'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, butIt's all right.Sorry that you feel that way.The only thing there is to say:Every silver lining's got aTouch of Grey.ChorusIt's a lesson to me.The Ables and the Bakers and the C'sThe ABC's we all must face,Try to keep a little grace.(Instrumental 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, butIt's all right.Cows giving kerosene,Kid can't read at seventeen.The words he knows are all obscene, butIt's all right.ChorusThe shoe is on the hand it fits.There's really nothing much to it.Whistle through your teeth and spit, causeIt's all right.Oh well, a Touch Of GreyKind of suits you anyway.That was all I had to say andIt's all right.ChorusWe will get by.We will get by.We will get by.We will survive.(Repeat)</text>
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<text>Ever since you been goneI just cried the whole night longSince the day you said goodbyeLeft me sore, no lie, no lieTore up over you, and I just can't find my way.Tore up! Yeah, yeah, yeah, tore up,Woh-oh-oh tore up! Yeah, yeah, yeah, tore up,Tore up over you, and I just can't find my way.Never loved me like ya told me soIf you did how could you go?It was you, not me, that leftAnd went away with someone elseTore up over you, and I just can't find my way.Tore up! Yeah, yeah, yeah, tore up,Woh-oh-oh tore up! Yeah, yeah, yeah, tore up,Tore up over you, and I just can't find my way.Tell me what did I doTo make you go away?Tell me what can I doTo make you come back to stay?Tore up over you, and I just can't find my way.Tore up! Yeah, yeah, yeah, tore up,Woh-oh-oh tore up! Yeah, yeah, yeah, tore up,Tore up over you, and I just can't find my way.</text>
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<text>San Francisco Civic, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>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.ChorusMurphy 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.ChorusOoh, 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.</text>
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<text>When you're lost in the rain in Juarez and it's Eastertime tooand your gravity fails and negativity don't pull you throughDon't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue AvenueThey got some hungry women there and they really make a mess out of youNow if you see Saint Annie please tell her thanks a lotI cannot move, my fingers are all in a knotI don't have the strength to get up and take another shotand my best friend my doctor won't even say what it is I've gotSweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloomShe speaks good English and she invites you up into her roomand you're so kind and careful not to go to her too soonand she takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moonUp on housing project hill it's either fortune or fameYou must pick one or the other though neither of them are to be what they claimIf you're lookin to get silly you better go back to from where you camebecause the cops don't need you and man they expect the sameNow all the authorities they just stand around and boasthow they blackmailed the sergeant at arms into leaving his postand picking up Angel who just arrived here from the coastwho looked so fine at first but left looking just like a ghostNow I started out on burgandy but soon hit the harder stuffEverybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got roughbut the joke was on me there was nobody even there to bluffI'm going back to New York City I do believe I've had enough</text>
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<text>Cumberland County Civic Center, Portland, ME</text>
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<text>Picture a bright blue ball, just spinning, spinnin 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.Hasn't got a name just yet.Always awake, always around,Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.Now watch the ball revolve as the nighttime falls.Again the hunt begins, again the bloodwind calls.By and by, the morning sun will rise,But 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, piece of heat,It's you and me.You and me.Click flash blade in ghetto night,Rudies looking for a fight.Rat cat alley, roll them bones.Need that cash to feed that jones.And the politicians throwin' stones,Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.Commissars and pin-stripe bosses roll the dice.Any way they fall, guess who gets to pay the price?Money green or proletarian gray,Selling guns 'stead of food today.(not on single)So the kids they danceAnd shake their bones,And the politicians throwin' stones,Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.Heartless powers try to tell us what to think.If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink.History's page will thus be carved in stone.The future's here, and we are on our own.On our own.On our own.On our own.(Instrumental)If the game is lost,Then we're all the same.No one left to place or take the blame.Will we leave this place an empty stoneOr that shinin' ball we can call our home?So the kids they danceAnd shake their bones,And the politicians throwin' stones,Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.(end of not on single)Shipping 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 sets the pace,Lose your step, fall out of grace.And the radical, he rant and rage,Singing someone's 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 throwin' stones,So the kids they danceAnd shake their bones,And 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 spinnin', spinnin, free.Dizzy with the possibilities.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.Ashes, ashes, all fall down.</text>
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<text>I pulled in to Nazareth, I was feelin bout half past dead,(I) just need to find a place, where I can lay my head,"Hey mister can you tell me, where a man might find a bed?"He just grinned 'n shook my hand, "No" was all he said.CHORUS:Take a load off fanny, take a load for free,Take a load off fanny, and- and- and-You put the load right on me.(I) picked up my bag, ('n) went lookin for a place to hide,When I saw Carmen and the devil walking side by side,I said "Hey Carmen, come on let's (/will you) go downtown",She said "I gotta go, but my friend can stick around".CHORUSGo down Miss Moses (?) there ain't nothin' that you can sayIt's just old Luke and he's waitin' on the Judgement dayWell Luke my friend, what about young Annie Lee?He said do me a favor son, won't you stay and keep Annie Lee companyCHORUSCrazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog,(He) said "I can (/will) fix you right, if you'll (just) take jack my dog",I said "Wait a minute Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man",He said "That's okay boy, won't you (//just) feed him when you can".CHORUSCatch your cannonball, now to take me down the line,My bag is sinking low, and I do believe it's time,To get back to miss Fanny, you know she's the only one,Who sent me here with her regards for every one.CHORUS</text>
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<text>See that girl barefootin' alongWhistlin' and singin', she's a carryin' onThere's laughing in her eyes, dancing in her feetShe's a neon-bright fire and she can live on the streetHey hey, hey, hey in every wayI'm a comin', uhuh honey, every dayYeh hey, hey, hey in every wayI'm a comin', uhuh honey, every dayWell everybody's dancin' in a ring around the sunNobody's finished, we ain't even begunSo take off your shoes, child, and take off your hatShine your wings and fly me out where it's atHey hey, hey, hey in every wayI'm a comin', uhuh honey, every dayYeh hey, hey, hey in every wayI'm a comin', uhuh honey, every dayTake a vacation, fall out for a whileSummer's coming in, winter's goin' out in styleWell, light out smokin', honey, have yourself a ball'Cause your mama's gone to Memphis, she won't be back 'til the fall.Hey hey, hey, hey in every way;I'm a comin', uhuh honey, every day.Yeh hey, hey, hey in every way;I'm a comin', uhuh honey, every day.Hey hey, hey, hey in every way;I'm a comin', uhuh honey, every day.Yeh hey, hey, hey in every way;I'm a comin', uhuh honey, every day.</text>
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<text>As I sat down one eveningWithin a small cafeA forty year old waitressTo me these words did sayI see that you are a loggerAnd not just a common bumCause no one but a loggerStirs his coffee with his thumb''My lover was a loggerThere's none like him todayIf you'd pour whiskey on itHe would eat a bale of hayWell he never shaved his whiskersFrom of of his horny hideHe'd just drive them in with a hammerand bite them off insideMy lover came to see meUpon one freezing dayHe held me in a fond embraceWhich broke three vertebraeWell he kissed me when we partedSo hard that he broke my jawI could not speak to tell himThat he forgot his mackinawI saw my logger leavingSauntering through the snowGoing bravely homewardat forty eight belowThe weather it tried to freeze himIt tried it's very bestAt a hundred degrees below zeroHe buttoned up his vestIt froze clean through to ChinaIt froze the stars aboveAt a thousand degrees below zeroIt froze my logger loveAnd so I lost my loverAnd to this cafe I comeAnd here I wait till someoneStirs his coffee with his thumb---------------------Bob Weir version:As I strolled out one eveningWithin a small cafeA forty year old waitressTo me these words did sayI see that you are a loggerand not just a common bumBecause no one but a loggerStirs his coffee with his thumb''My lover was a loggerBut not like none todayIf you'd pour whiskey on itHe'd eat a bale of hayHe came one night to see me( gibberish -- no one can rememberthe rest of the verse )(sung) uuuuuh close and kissed me(spoken) how's that? oh yeah oh yeah(sung) came one night uuuuhiiissedde(spoken) ok hold it hold it uh(sung) forty eight below( By this time, the music has degenerated into extremely off key strumming, beeps,chirps, honking noises, and massively distorted vocals. The overall pitch is going up and down, the effect is the same as what you would get if you turned a record on a turntable with your finger)Jerry: (spoken) you gonna play like this all day?Bob: (spoken) well anyway he comes over and she says:(sung) He held her close and kissed herSo hard it broke her jawSo she could not speak to tell himHe forgot his mackinawHe went sauntering off that eveningAt forty eight belowdum, dah, dah dah dahForty eight belowThe weather it tried to freeze himIt tried its very bestAt a hundred degrees below zerohe buttoned up his vestIt froze clear down to chinaIt froze the stars aboveAt a gazillion degrees below zeroIt froze her logger loveSo now she works all evening(gibberish) And so am meant that all I meant(drums start in)(spoken) I can't remember the last verse I'mgetting out of here</text>
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<text>No more time to tell howThis is the season of whatNow is the time of returningWith our thought jewels polished and gleamingNow is the time past believingThe child has relinquished the reinNow is the test of the boomerangTossed in the night of redeemingEight sided whispering hallelujah hatrackSeven faced marble eyed transitory dream dollSix proud walkers on the jingle bell rainbowFive men writing with fingers of goldFour men tracking down the geat white sperm whaleThree girls waiting in a foreign dominionRiding in the whalebellyFade away in moonlightSink beneath the waterTo the coral sands below</text>
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<text>There were daysand there wereand there were days betweenSummer flies andthe world grows dark and meanComes the shimmer of the moonon black infested treesthe singing man is at his songthe holy on their kneesThe reckless are out wreckingThe timid plead their pleasNo one knows much more of thisthan anyone can see anyone can seeThere were daysand there were daysand there were days besideswhen phantom ships with phantom sailsset to sea on phantom tidesComes the lightning of the sunon bright unfocused eyesthe blue of yet another daya springtime wet with sighsa hopeful candle lingersin the land of lullabieswhere headless horsemen vanishwith wild and lonely cries lonely criesThere were daysand there were daysand there were days I knowwhen all we ever wantedwas to learn and love and growOnce we grew into our shoeswe told them where to goWalked halfway around the worldon promise of the glowStood upon a mountain topWalked barefoot in the snowGave the best we had to giveHow much we'll never know we'll never knowThere were daysand there were daysand there were days betweenpolished like a golden bowlThe finest ever seenHearts of Summer held in truststill tender, young and greenleft on shelves collecting dustnot knowing what they meanValentines of flesh and bloodas soft as velveteenhoping love would not forsakethe days that lie between lie between</text>
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<text>Early one morning the sun was shining, I was laying in bed,Wondering if she'd changed at all, if her hair was still red.Her folks said our lives together sure was gonna be rough,They never did like momma's homemade dress, Poppa's bank book wasn't big enoughI was standing on the side of the road, the rain falling on my shoes,Headin' out for the East Coast, Lord knows I've paid some duesGettin' through .... tangled up in blueShe was married when first met, soon to be divorced,I helped her out of a jam I guess, but I used just a little too much force.We drove the car as fast as we could, abandoned it out West,Split up on a dark sad night, both agreeing it was best.I turned around and walked away, she watched me walk away,I heard her sayin to me over her shoulder, we'll meet again some dayOn the avenue .... tangled up in blueI had a job in the Great North Woods, working as a cook for a spell,But I never did like it at all that much, and one day the axe just fell,So I headed on down to New Orleans where I was lucky to be emplyed,Working for a while on a fishing boat, right outside De La Croix.All the time that I was alone, my past it was close behind,I've had a lot of women, but she never escaped my mindAnd I just grew .... tangled up in blueShe was working in a topless place, I stopped in for a beer,I just kept staring at the side of her face in the spotlight so clear.Later on as the crowd thinned out and I was just about to do the same,She was standing right there in the back of my chair, she said to me, "Do I know your name?"I turned around and looked at her, she studied the lines of my face,I must admit I felt a lttle uneasy when she bent down to tie the lacesof my shoes .... tangled up in blueShe lit a burner on the stove, and offered me a pipe,"I thought you'd never say hello," she said, "you look like the silent type."She opened up a book of poems, handed it to me,Written by an Italian poet, from the thirteenth century.Every one of those words rang true, and glowed like a burning coal,I pulled them off of every page like they was written in my soul, babeFrom me to you .... tangled up in blueI lived with them on Montague Street, in the basement down the stairs,There was music in the cafes at night and revolution in the air.Then he started in to dealing with slaves and something inside of him died,She had to sell everything they owned and froze up all inside.Then when the bottom fell out, you know that I became withdrawn,The only thing that I knew how to do was keep on keepin' onLike a bird that flew .... tangled up in blueSo now I'm going back again, I've got to get to her somehow,All the people that we used to know, they're an illusion to me now.Some are mathematicians, some are carpenter's wives,I don't know how it got to be this way, I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.But me I'm still on the road, heading for another joint,We always did feel the same, babe, we just saw things from a differentPoint of view .... tangled up in blue</text>
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<text>Oh, the ragman draws circlesUp and down the block.I'd ask him what the matter wasBut I know that he don't talk.And the ladies treat me kindlyAnd furnish me with tape,But deep inside my heartI know I can't escape.Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alleyWith his pointed shoes and his bells,Speaking to some French girl,Who says she knows me well.And I would send a messageTo find out if she's talked,But the post office has been stolenAnd the mailbox is locked.Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.Mona tried to tell meTo stay away from the train line.She said that all the railroad menJust drink up your blood like wine.An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know that,But then again, there's only one I've metAn' he just smoked my eyelidsAn' punched my cigarette."Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.Grandpa died last weekAnd now he's buried in the rocks,But everybody still talks aboutHow badly they were shocked.But me, I expected to happen,I knew he'd lost controlWhen he built a fire on Main StreetAnd shot it full of holes.Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.Now the senator came down hereShowing ev'ryone his gun,Handing out free ticketsTo the wedding of his son.An' me, I nearly got bustedAn' wouldn't it be my luckTo get caught without a ticketAnd be discovered beneath a truck.Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.Now the preacher looked so baffledWhen I asked him why he dressedWith twenty pounds of headlinesStapled to his chest.But he cursed me when I proved to him,Then I whispered,"Not even you can hide.You see, you're just like me,I hope your satisfied."Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.Now the rainman gave me two cures,Then he said, "Jump right in."The one was Texas medicine,The other was just railroad gin.An' like a fool I mixed themAn' it strangled up my mind,An' now people just get uglierAn' I have know sense of time.Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.When Ruthie says come see herIn her honky-tonk lagoon,Where I can watch her waltz for free'Neath her Panamanian moon.An' I say, "Aw come on now,You must know about my debutante."An' she says, "Your debutante just knows what you needBut I know what you want."Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.Now the bricks lay on Grand StreetWhere the neon madmen climb.They all fall there so perfectly,It all seems so well timed.An' I sit here so patientlyWaiting to find out what priceYou have to pay to get out ofGoing through all these things twice.Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,To be stuck inside of MobileWith the Memphis blues again.7/24/87:Ragman-Ruthie-Senator-Mona-Grand St</text>
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<text>Standing on the moon,[Got your dust upon my shoes/got no cobweb on my shoes]Standing on the moon[and] I'm] Feeling so [old/alone] and blueThe Gulf of Mexico[Is/as] tiny as a tearThe coast of CaliforniaMust be somewhere over hereOver here[Standin' on the Moon, ][I see the battle rage below][Standin' on the Moon,][I see the soldiers come and go]There's a metal flag beside meSomeone planted long agoOld Glory, standing, [still/stiff in]Crimson, white, and indigoOld Glory standing, [stillCrimson, white, and indigo/stiff in]IndigoI see all Southeast AsiaI [can] see El SalvadorI can hear the cries of childrenAnd the other sounds of warIt's like a mighty melodythat rings out of the skyStanding here, upon the moonI watch it all roll byAll roll byAll roll byStanding on the moonI see a shadow on the sunStanding on the moonThe stars [are/go] fading, one by oneI hear a cry of victoryAnother of defeatA scrap of [angel/age old] lullabyDown some forgotten streetStanding on the moonWhere talk is cheap and vision trueStanding on the moonBut I'd rather be with youSomewhere in San FranciscoOn a back porch in July[Oh,/just] looking up to heavenAt this [crimson field of/vessel in the] sky[in the sky]Standing on the moonWith nothing [left/else] to doA lovely view of heavenBut I'd rather be with youA lovely view of heavenBut I'd rather be with youA lovely view of heavenBut I'd rather be with youBe with youBe with youBe with you[be with you][be with you][be with you][be with you]</text>
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<text>And he stands at the banquet room barLooking over the crowdThe reunion band playing too loudAnd he sees his fellow old starLooks him up and downSees a little of himself in his frownThe stander on the mountainLooking for the fountain to drink some, to think someAbout the old daysKing of the mountainNothing could be found of the old ways, the old daysWhen he was the oneAnd the stander on the mountain runsLet us sit and talk of old timesThat's what we're supposed to doAnd you don't look a day over thirty-twoYes we were so funny and wildThere's an old friend of mineSays I'm looking back most all the timeAnd the stander on the mountainListens to the sound of the city streets, the lonely beatThe town he once ownedKing of the mountainNothing could be found from the old ways, the old daysWhen he was the oneAnd the stander on the mountain runsKing of the hill runs awayOh, she's knocking on your door tonightOh she wants to see if she remembers rightSay won't you comeo outside tonightAlrightThey drive to the lookout on the hillAnd when it was overThey sat there and looked backTomorrow was way in the distanceTomorrow was a long time awayNobody thought much about itAnd there's nothing wrong if we live for todayI recall when you filled it on upAnd you bowed to the crowdThe girls in the short skirts screaming loudThe stander on the mountainLooking for the fountain to drink some, to think someAbout the old daysBig man around townNothing could be found of the old ways, the old daysWhen he was the oneAnd the stander on the mountain runs</text>
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<text>Thought a bluebirdCall me a whining boy if you willGoing where the sound don't shineAnd I don't deny my nameAll alone...Thought I heard that ...Blowing sweet and lowThought I heard that kc winch goDown where the sun don't shineUnderneath the kokamomoWhining boy ain't got no place to goSo many road, so many roads I knowSo many roads, so many roads Thought I heard a jug band singIf you don't..Over on the far side of the hillLord I know the sun don't shineAnd the rain refused to go?You inside and the wind outside?Tell me why you treat me so unkindDown where the sun don't shineYou know me and i call your nameNo place else to go aint that a shameNew york or San FranciscoSo many roads I knowAll i want is one to take me homeSo many roads I knowSo many roads so many roadsFrom the land of the midnight sunWhere the ice wind ... blowAll those roads of gold and silver stone...so many roads I knowSo many roads to ease my soulSo many roads to ease my soulSo many roads to ease my soulSo many roads to ease my soulSo many roads to ease my soulSo many roads so many roads to ease my soulSo many roads to ease my soulSo many roads to ease my soulSo many roads so many roadsSo many roads so many roads</text>
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<text>Whoa! Smokestack lightningShining just like goldDon't you hear me cryin'?Ohhhh. . .Whoa! Tell me, BabeWhere'd you spend last night?Don't you hear me cryin'?Ohhhh. . .Whoa! Tell me, BabeWhat's a matter now?Don't you hear me cryin'?Ohhhh. . .Whoa! Smokestack lightningShining just like goldDon't you hear me cryin'?Ohhhh. . .</text>
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<text>Mississippi River so big and wideBlond haired woman on the other sideNow she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.I worked all summer, spring and fallBlond haired woman the cause of it allNow she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.I saw her in Dallas and El PasoSaid come back baby, I need you soNow she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.Mississippi River so big and wideBlond haired woman on the other sideNow she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.</text>
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<text>The warden led the prisoner down the hallway to his doom;I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest.And I heard him tell the warden just before they reached my cell,"Let my guitar-playing friend fill my request."Let him sing me back home a song I used to hear,Make my old memories come alive.Sing me away, and turn back the years,Sing me back home before I die."I recall that Sunday morning when the choir from off the streetCame by to sing a few old gospel songs,And I heard him tell the singer, "There's a song my mama sang,Could I hear it once before you travel on?"Sing me back home a song I used to hear,Make my old memories come alive.Sing me away, and turn back the years,Sing me back home before I die."<Jam for one verse on same chords, repeat chorus, repeat first verse, then>"Sing me back home a song I used to hearMake my old memories come aliveSing me away and turn back the yearsSing me back home before I die."--------------------"Sing me back home a song I used to hearMake my old memories come aliveSing me away and turn back the yearsSing me back home before I dieSing me back home before I die."So it goes straight from the jam into the first verse, then the aboveclosing chorus, not jam->chorus->first verse->chorus w/no last linerepeat. Got it?</text>
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<text>She's got everything she needsShe's an artist - she don't look backShe's got everything she needsShe's an artist - she don't look backShe can take the dark out of nighttimeAnd paint the daytime black.She never stumblesShe's got no place to fallShe never stumblesShe's got no place to fallShe's nobody's childThe law can't touch her at all.She wears an Egyptian ringThat sparkles before she speaksShe wears an Egyptian ringThat sparkles before she speaksShe's a hypnotist collectorYou are a walking antique.You will start out standingProud to steal her anything she needsYou will start out standingProud to steal her anything she needsBut you will end up peeking through her keyholeDown upon your knees.Bow down to her on SundaySalute her when her birthday comesBow down to her on SundaySalute her when her birthday comesFor Halloween give her a trumpetAnd for Christmas, buy her a drum.She's got everything she needsShe's an artist - she don't look backShe's got everything she needsShe's an artist - she don't look backShe can take the dark out of nighttimeAnd paint the daytime black.She can take the dark out of nighttimeAnd paint the daytime black.</text>
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<text>Maybe you wanna give me kisses sweetBut only for one night with no repeatAnd maybe you'll go away and never call'Cause a taste of mud is worse than none at all.Woh, now girlIn that case I don't want no partThat would only break my heartWell, if you feel like lovin' meAnd you've got the notionSecond that emotion.Well, if you feel like lovin' meAnd you've got the notionSecond that emotion.Maybe you think that love will tie you downAnd you ain't got the time to hang aroundMaybe you think that love will make a foolYou know it makes you wise to break the rule.Woh, now girlIn that case I don't want no partThat would only break my heartWell, if you feel like lovin' meAnd you've got the notionSecond that emotion.Well, if you feel like givin' meA lifetime of devotionSecond that emotion.</text>
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<text>Robert Hunter/ Jerry Garcia/ Phil Lesh</text>
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<text>Sweet whiff of heather,a breath of colognethe mirror was a window she sat by alone.All around her the garden grewscarlet and purple and crimson and blue.She came dead, she lived, and at last went away,the garden was sealed when the flowers decayed.On the wall of the garden a legend did say,no one may come here since no one may stay.</text>
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<text>Got a toothbrush in my handLet me be your travellin' manI'm a roadrunner, babe.I'm a roadrunner, babe,Any place's my home,I'm a roadrunner, babe,You might look for me an' I'll be gone.You can love me if you wantBut I do declareIf I became restlessI've got to move somewhereI'm a roadrunner, babyGot to keep on keepin' onAnd I love the life I liveAnd I'm gonna live the life I loveRoadrunner, baby.Don't work, don't fool (?)To tie me downGot to be free, babyTo roam aroundAll my life it's been like thisIf you love me it's your riskWhen ________ hits my shoesI got the urge to moveI'm a roadrunner, babe,You might look for me an' I'll be gone.And I love the life I liveAnd I'm gonna live the life I love-Roadrunner, baby.Got to be free, babyTo roam aroundYou can love me if you wantBut I do declareIf I became restlessI've got to move somewhereI'm a roadrunner, babyCan't stay in one place too longLive the life I loveAnd I'm gonna live that love.</text>
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<text>Ev'rybodys building the big ships and the boats,Some are building monuments,Others, jotting down notes,Ev'rybody's in despair,Ev'ry girl and boyBut when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy.Come all without, come all within,You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet,But guarding fumes and makeing haste,It ain't my cup of meat.Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees,Feeding pigeons on a limbBut when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,All the pigeons gonna run to him.Come all without, come all within,You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can recite 'em all,Just tell me where you put it,And I'll tell you who to call.Nobody can get no sleep,There's someone on ev'ryones toesBut when Quinn the Eskimo gets hereEv'rybody's gonna wanna doze.Come all without, come all within,You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.</text>
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<text>When your mother sends back all your invitationsand your father to your sister he explainsthat you're tired of yourself and all of your creationsWon't you come see me Queen Jane, won't you come see me Queen JaneNow when all of the flower ladies want back what they have leant youand the smell of their roses does not remainand all of your children start to resent youWon't you come see me Queen Jane, won't you come see me Queen JaneNow when all the clowns that you have commissionedhave died in battle or in vainand you're sick of all this repetitionWon't you come see me Queen Jane, won't you come see me Queen JaneWhen all of your advisers heave their plasticat your feet to convince you of your paintrying to prove that your conclusions should be more drasticWon't you come see me Queen Jane, won't you come see me Queen JaneNow when all of the bandits you turn your other cheek toall lay down their bandanas and complainand you want somebody you don't have to speak toWon't you come see me Queen Jane, won't you come see me Queen Jane</text>
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<text>Out on the edge of an empty highway,howling at the blood on the moon,a diesel mac comes rolling down my way,I can't hit that border too soon.Running hard out of muskrat flats,it was sixty days or doubled life,hail on my back like a shotgun blast,high wind chimes in the night.Woh-oh the Pride of Cucamonga,Woh-oh bitter olives in the sun,Woh-oh I had me some lovin',and I done some time.Since I came down from Oregon,there's a lesson or two I've learnedby standing in the road alone,standing watching the fires burn.The northern sky it stinks with greed,you can smell it heavy for miles around,the good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel,sitting doing that git on down.Woh-oh the Pride of Cucamonga,Woh-oh silver apples in the sun,Woh-oh I had me some lovin',and I done some time.I see your silver shining town,but I know I can't go there--your streets run deep with poisoned wine,your doorways crawl with fear.So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at,where the weed grows green and fine,and wrap myself around a bush of that brightWoh-oh Oaxaca vine.Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga,I can see golden forests in the sun,Woh-oh I had myself another,and I done some time,and I done some time,and I done some time.</text>
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<text>South of Market in the land of ruinYou'll find all manner of action,Tinsel tigers in The Metal Room,Stalking satisfaction.They got 'em packaged up for love and moneyTattooed tots and chrome spike bunniesCheck my conscience at the DMZAnd roll on in, gonna roll in it, honeyThe place is packed, ceiling to floorWho's that behind the iron door...Jet black and hot to the core?And what is she trying to show me?Picasso moon, shattered lightDiamond bullets ripping up the nightPicasso moon, mirrored ballWe're just dancin' ... oooh, just dancin'In the middle of a mystery.We're just dancin' ... oooh, just dancin'Play me an opera, had enough o' T.V.We're just dancin' ... oooh, just dancin'Bigger than a drive in movie.Bigger than a drive in movie to me.Hangin' ten on space and time,Redefining distance.The next skull on your necklace is mine:Cheap for such assistance.I see your face printed on my money,You really know how to move me, honey!Beckon me with you thirteenth fingerWhy'm I laughin? This shouldn't be funny...Dark Angel, what's botherin' you?So strange, you'll do me all that you doDark Angel, you're makin' me blueI guess it doesn't matter...Picasso moon, a yang 'n' a yinMelt together when the spinnin' begins.Picasso moon liberated meWe're just dancin' ... oooh, just dancin'Reflected splinters from a shoreless sea.We're just dancin' ... oooh, just dancin'Life's infinite diversityWe're just dancin' ... oooh, just dancin'Dissolvin' to a ball of energy:Dissolvin' to a ball of energy.Strikes morning, the atomic dawn,Scramble back to cover.Quick, pop your mirrored sunglasses on,My little leather-winged lover.I had a job trading bits for piecesWe'd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases,Please find my resignation enclosed,Gonna roll with it, roll with it, roll in it, roll on...We'll make a scene on the boulevard.You know between us shouldn't be too hardWhat does it mean? Can we take it too far?I don't presume to imagine.Picasso Moon, fractal flameBlazing lace filling every framePicasso Moon, wheels within wheelsWe're just dancin' ... oooh, just dancin'Don't try to tell me that this ain't real,We're just dancin' ... oooh, just dancin'Don't want to hear how I oughta feelI'm gonna dance what the music deals...I'm gonna dance what the music deals...</text>
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<text>Operator, can you help me,help me if you please.Give me the right area codeand the number that I need.My rider left upon the midnight flyer,singin' like a summer breeze.I think she's somewhere down South,down about Baton Rouge,But I can't remember no number;a number I can use.Directory don't have it, central done forgot it,I've gotta find a number to use.Try'na check out her number,try'na run down her line.Operator said that's priv'ledged information,and it ain't no busines of mine.It's floodin' down in Texas, poles are out in Utah,gotta find a private line.She could be hangin' 'round a steel mill,workin' in a house of few lights.Ridin' a getaway bus out of Portland,talkin' to the night.I don't know where she's goin', I don't care where she's been,long as she's been doin' it right.Long as she's been doin' it right.</text>
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<text>We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee,We don't take our trips on LSD,We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street,We like livin' right, and bein' free.We don't make a party out of lovin',We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo,We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy,Like the hippies out in San Francisco do.I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,A place where even squares can have a ball.We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear,Beads and roman sandals won't be seen.Football's still the roughest thing on campus,And the kids here still respect the college dean.And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,A place where even squares can have a ball.We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA.</text>
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<text>Next time you see me things won't be the same,next time you see me things won't be the same,if it hurts you my darling, you only got yourself to blame.Well, it's a true, true saying, all that shines is not gold.Well, it's a true, true saying, all that shines is not gold.Like the good book say, you gotta reap just what you sow.Well, you lied, cheated -- woh-oh! for so long,well, you lied, cheated -- woh-oh! for so long,you were wrong to do it woman, and another queen is on your throne.Well, you lied, cheated -- woh-oh! for so long,well, you lied, cheated -- woh-oh! for so long,you were wrong to do it woman, and another queen is on your throne.Next time you see me things won't be the same,next time you see me things won't be the same,if it hurts you my darling, you only got yourself to blame.Well, it's a true, true saying, all that shines is not gold.Well, it's a true, true saying, all that shines is not gold.Like the good book say, you gotta reap just what you sow.</text>
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<text>Please don't dominate the rap, JackIf you've got nothing new to sayIf you please, don't back up the trackThis train's got to run todayI spent a little time on the mountainI spent a little time on the hillI heard some say "Better run away"Others say "Better stand still"Now I don't know, but I been toldIt's hard to run with the weight of goldOther hand I've heard it saidIt's just as hard with the weight of leadWho can deny, who can denyIt's not just a change in style?One step done and another begunAnd I wonder how many milesI spent a little time on the mountainI spent a little time on the hillThings went down we don't understandBut I think in time we willNow I don't know, but I was toldIn the heat of the sun a man died of coldKeep on coming or stand and wait,with the sun so dark and the hour so lateYou can't overlook the lack, JackOf any other highway to rideIt's got no signs or dividing linesAnd very few rules to guideI spent a little time on the mountainI spent a little time on the hillI saw things getting out of handI guess they always willNow I don't know, but I been toldIf the horse don't pull you got to carry the loadI don't know whose back's that strongMaybe find out before too longOne way or anotherOne way or anotherOne way or anotherThis darkness got to giveOne way or anotherOne way or anotherOne way or anotherThis darkness got to giveOne way or anotherOne way or anotherOne way or anotherThis darkness got to give</text>
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<text>Last leaf fallenbare earth where green was born,Black Madonnatwo eagles hang against a cloud,Sun comes up blood redwind yells amoung the stone,All graceful instruments are known.When the windows all are brokenand your love's become a toothless crone,when the voices of the stormsound like a crowd,winter morning breaks, you're all alone.The eyes are blind,blue visions, all a seer can own,and touching makes the flesh to cry out loudThis ground on which the seed of love is sown,All instruments are graceful.</text>
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card_40728.xml
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<text>My brother Esau killed a hunterBack in 1969.And before the killing was done,His inheritance was mine.But his birthright was a wand to waveBefore a weary band.Esau gave me sleeplessnessAnd a piece of moral land.Our father favored Esau,Who was eager to obeyAll the bloody wild commandmentsThe Old Man shot his way.But all this favor endedWhen my brother failed at war.He staggered homeAnd found me in the door.Chorus:Esau skates on mirrors anymore...He meets his pale reflection at the door.Yet sometimes at night I dreamHe's still that hairy man,Shadowboxing the ApocalypseAnd wandering the land.Shadowboxing the ApocalypseAnd wandering the land.Esau holds a blessing;Brother Esau bears a curse.I would say that the blame is mineBut I suspect it's something worse.The more my brother looks like me,The less I understandThe silent war that bloodied both our hands.Sometimes at night, I think I understand.It's brother to brother and it's man to manAnd 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.</text>
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<text>Felt Forum, Madison Square Garden, New York NY</text>
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<text>fm:Felt Forum 2/71I washed my hands in muddy waterI washed my hands but they wouldn't come cleanI washed my hands in muddy waterWell I must have washed my hands in the muddy streamWell I was born in North VirginiaNorth Carolina I did roamIf I'd listened to what daddy told meThen I wouldn't be so blue all aloneI washed my hands in muddy waterI washed my hands but they wouldn't come cleanI washed my hands in muddy waterWell I must have washed my hands in the muddy streamI washed my hands in muddy waterI washed my hands but they wouldn't come cleanI washed my hands in muddy waterWell I must have washed my hands in the muddy streamWell I must have washed my hands in the muddy stream</text>
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<text>Yale Bowl, Yale University, New Have CT</text>
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<text>I take a little powder, take a little salt,put it in my shotgun, I go walking out.Jubba jubba, wolly bully,looking high, looking low,gonna scare you up and shoot ya,Mister Charlie told me so.I won't even take your life, won't even take a limb,just unload my shotgun, take a little skin.Jubba jubba, wolly bully,looking high, looking low,gonna scare you up and shoot ya,Mister Charlie told me so.Well you take my silver dollar, take those silver dimes,fix it up together in some alligator wine.I can hear the drums, voodoo all night long,Mister Charlie tells me I can't do nothing wrong.Jubba jubba, wolly bully,looking high, looking low,gonna scare you up and shoot ya,Mister Charlie told me so.Now Mister Charlie told me, won't you like to know,give you little warning before I let you go.Jubba jubba, wolly bully,looking high, looking low,gonna scare you up and shoot ya,Mister Charlie told me so.Gonna scare you up and shoot ya,Mister Charlie, Mister Charlie told me so.</text>
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<text>Cold mountain water,the jade merchant's daughter,mountains of the moon,eletra bow and bend to me.Hi ho the carrion crowfal de ral de rig dulHi ho carrion crowbow and bend to me.Hey, Tom Banjohey a laurel,more than laurel you may sew.more than laurel you may sew.Hey, the laurel baby's sitting in the rain,hey, hey, hey the wild weed is waving in the wind.Twenty degrees of solitude,twenty degrees in all,All the dancing kings and wivesassembled in the hall.Lost in the love and loneliness timevery simple fire,all along the, all along theMountains of the moon.Hey, Tom Banjoit's time to matter,the earth will see you all through this time,the earth will see you all through this time.Down by the water, march king's daughter,did you know?Clothed in tatters always will be told,where did you go?Mountains of the moon.,Electra mountains of the moon,all along the, all along theMountains of the moon.Hi ho the carrion crowfal de ral de rig dulHi ho carrion crowbow and bend to me.Bend to me.Na da da dada da da da da da da da.</text>
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<text>My baby gives me them finance blues.She tax me to the limit of my revenues.Here she comes finger-poppin', clickety-click.She says furs or diamonds, you can take your pick.Chorus:She wants money. ( -- what she wants, )She wants money. ( -- what she wants, )She wants money. ( -- what she wants, )She wants money. ( -- what she wants, )Money money money money moneyMoney money money money money.She says "Money, Honey" . I'd rob a bank.I just load my gun and mosey down to the bank.Knockin' off my neighborhood savings & loan,Keep my sweet Chiquita in eau de cologne.ChorusMama don't send me down to rob that bank again.I got a notion you're leadin' me to sin.Won't you relax? Won't you lay back?Don't you bug your honey `bout no Cadillac.It's only bucks. You don't need no jack.So won't you please relax, and lay `way back.ChorusMy baby's lovin' gives me such a thrill,Give me inspiration makin' counterfeit bills.Now some folks say the best things in life are free.I sure don't get no lovin' livin' honestly.ChorusThe Lord made a lady out of Adam's rib.Next thing you know you got wimmen's lib.Lovely to look upon, heaven to touch.It's a real shame they got to cost so much.</text>
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card_113364.xml
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<text>I turn and walk awaythen I come round againIt looks as though tomorrowI'll do pretty much the same.I must turn down your offerbut I'd like to ask a breakYou know I'm ready to give everythingfor anything I take.Someone called my nameyou know I turned around to seeIt was midnight in the Missionand the bells were not for me.Come again,walking along in the Mission in the rain, come againwalking along in the Mission in the rain.Ten years ago, I walked this streetmy dreams were riding tallTonight I would be thankful Lordfor any dream at all.Some folks would be happyjust to have one dream come trueBut everything you gatheris just more that you can lose.Come again,walking along in the Mission in the rain, come againwalking along in the Mission in the rain.All the things I planned to doI only did half wayTomorrow will be Sundayborn of rainy Saturday.There's some satisfactionin the San Francisco rainNo matter what comes downthe Mission always looks the same.Come again,walking along in the Mission in the rain, come againwalking along in the Mission in the rain, come againwalking along in the Mission in the rain, come againwalking along in the Mission in the rain.</text>
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card_102227.xml
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<text>Gonna wait till the midnight hourTill my love comes tumblin' downGonna wait till the midnight hourTill there's no one else around.Gonna take you girl and hold youDo all the things I told youIn the midnight hourOh yes I am.Gonna wait till the stars come outSee the twinklin' in your eyesGonna wait till the midnight hourWhen my love begins to shine.You're the only girl I knowWho really loves me soIn the midnight hourOh yes I am.Gonna wait till the midnight hourTill my love comes tumblin' downGonna wait till the midnight hourTill there's no one else around.Just you and IJust you and meIn the midnight hourNobody else aroundJust you and IIn the midnight hourCome tumblin' downWhen my love shine (shine, shine, shine)In the midnight hour.In the midnight hourIn the midnight hourGonna wait (wait)Wait (wait)Wait till the midnight hour.Gonna wait (wait)Wait (wait)Wait till the midnight hour.</text>
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<text>Ventura County Fairgrounds, Ventura, CA</text>
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<text>When I Paint My Masterpiece,</text>
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<text>Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble,Ancient footprints are everywhere.You can almost think that you're seein' doubleOn a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.Got to hurry on back to my hotel room,Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece.She promised that she'd be right there with meWhen I paint my masterpiece.Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum,Dodging lions and wasting time.Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle,I could hardly stand to see 'em,Yes, it sure has been a long hard climb.Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory,When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese.Someday, ev'rything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody,When I paint my masterpiece.Sailin' round the world in a dirty gondola,Oh, to be back in the land of Coca Cola!I left Rome and landed in Brussels,On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried.Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles,Ev'ryone was there to greet me when I stepped inside.Newspaper men eating candyHad to be held down by big police.Someday, ev'rything is gonna be diff'rentWhen I paint my masterpiece.</text>
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card_36098.xml
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<text>Mason died on MondayWe bricked him in the wallAll his children grew and gewThey ain't nver grew so tall beforeThey may never grow so tall againWe dug him up on TuesdayHe'd hardly aged a dayTaught them all he ever knewThey ain't never knew so much beforeThey may never know so much againMason was a mighty manA mighty man was heAll he said "When I'm dead and goneDon't you weep for me"The wall collapsed on WednesdayWe chalked it up to fateAll his children ran and hidThey ain't never hid so well beforeSwore they'd never show their face againThursday came, then FridayThe fires tall and brightThe mason's children cooked a stewAnd cleaned up when the feast was throughSwore they'd never had such times beforeTake me to the reaper manTo pay back what was loanedIf he's in another landWrite it off as stonedLyrics by Robert Hunter.Copyright Ice Nine. Used without permission. Don't murder me.(This is the version performed by Crazy Fingers. The versionon the new Henry Kaiser album "Those Who Know History AreDoomed to Repeat It" (SST CD 198, coming out on vinyl next month)has slightly different lyrics because we recorded it before Ichecked the words with Robert Hunter. Thanks for the opportunityto plug my professional recording debut :-)-- Deadhead Hour well!dhour@lll-lcc.arpa David Gans {pacbel,hplabs,lll-crg,dual,apple}!well!dhour415:654-5718 484 Lake Park Ave #102, Oakland CA 94610</text>
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card_74690.xml
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<text>Louie, Louie. Me gotta go. Louie, Louie. Me gotta go.Me fine little girl, she waits for meMe sail the ship across the seaMe sail the ship by my all aloneNever think how I make it home.Louie, Louie. Me gotta go... (etc.)Three nights and days I sail the seaThink of girl constantlyOn the ship I know she thereSmell the roses in here hair.Louie, Louie. Me gotta go... (etc.)Me see Jamaica, the moon aboveIt won't be long, me see me loveTake her in my arms and thenTell here I never leave again.Louie, Louie. Me gotta go... (etc.)</text>
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<text>Loose Lucy is my delight,she come runnin' and we ball all night,round and round and round and round and round and round and round,don't take much to get me on the ground.She's my yo-yo, I'm her string,listen to the birds on the hot wire sing,yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yehsinging, "Thank you, for a real good time!"I got jumped coming home last night,shadow in the alley turned out all my lights,round and round and round and round and round and round and round,don't take much to get me on the ground.Loose Lucy, she was sore,says I know you don't want my love no more,yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yehsinging, "Thank you, for a real good time!"Be-bop baby how can this be?I know you been out a' cheating on me,round and round and round and round and round and round and round,don't take much to get the word around.Cross my heart and hope to die,I was just hanging out with the other guys,yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yehsinging, "Thank you, for a real good time!"Went back home with two black eyes,you know I'll love ya til the day I die,round and round and round and round and round and round and round,don't take much to get the word around.I like your smile but I ain't your type,don't shake the tree when its fruit ain't ripe,yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh,singing yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh,singing yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh-yeh yeh,singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!"</text>
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<text>I know they're gonna run take meWhen they get across the seaEver' chance, those women; Watch-it's amazingIt's all safe and now sugar babyOh Mama, don't you weep and moan,Uncle Sam got your man and gone.Now then they're doin' the Lyndon Bird across the sea.Oh Mama, how can it be,You went way across the seaJust to keep from doing that Lyndon fight with meOh baby, well I done just told'ja nowOh Mama, don't you weep and moan,Uncle Sam got your man and gone.Now then they're doin' the Lyndon fight across the sea.I asked her for a piece of banana;She said, "Let me play the blues on your pianoAnd then I'll do that Lyndon thing with you."Mary had a dream about a submarine.I asked her for a glass of payolla;She said "Let me play the blues on your Victrola,And then I'll do that Lyndon fight with you."</text>
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<text>9/16/66</text>
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<text>Avalon Ballroom, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>Walking to New Orleans---my, my, myHey, now, Bird, wouldn't you rather diethan walk this world when you're born to fly?If IIf I was a bed, I would stay unmadeIf I was a river I'd run uphillAnd if you call me you know I willMmmm, freedomOoo, libertyO ... leaveto find my own way homeI say what I mean and I don't give a damnI do believe and I am who I amHey, now, Mama, come take my handWhole lotta shakin' all over this landIf I was an eagle I'd dress like a duckCrawl like a lizard and honk like a truckIf I get a notion I'll climb this treeor chop it down and you can't stop meMmmm, freedomOoo, libertyO ... leave me aloneto find my own way homeWent to the well but the water was dryDipped my bucket in the clear blue skyLooked in the bottom and what did I see?The whole damned world looking back at meIf I was a bottle I'd spill for loveSake of mercy I'd kill for loveIf I were a juicer I'd binge for loveIf I were a coward I'd cringe for loveFreedomLibertyLeave me aloneto find my own way home</text>
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card_81103.xml
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<text>Gonna hop in the hack and 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 'em away,come on honey, let me sing 'em away,Woh honey, let me sing your blues away.Give me a little of that old time love,cause I ain't never had near enough.Honey, walk that walk with style and grace,this ain't no knock-down drag-out race.It don't matter much, pick any gear,grind you a valve and drop the rear.Baby, baby what can I say,I'm here to drive those blues away.I sent a letter to a man I know,said, "One for the money, two for the show."Wait all summer for his replysaid, "Three to get ready and four to fly."Only two things in the world I love,that's rock 'n roll and my turtle dove.When I was a young man I needed good luck,but I'm a little bit older now and I know my stuff.Come on honey, let me sing 'em away,come on honey, let me sing 'em away,Woh honey, let me sing your blues away.Come on honey, let me sing 'em away,come on honey, let me sing 'em away,Woh honey, let me sing your blues away.</text>
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<text>9/11/73</text>
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<text>Way up in the evenging down in Mobile AlabamaWorking on a river with a steel drivin manGotta make some money buy some brand new shoesGotta find someone take away these bluesshe don't love me and i'm singing in the sunpayday's comin when the work is all doneearly in the evening when the sun is sinking lowall day i've been waiting for the whistle to blowsitting in a teepee (mumble) the trackrubbing them bones till the foreman comes backpick up your belongings boys that and scatter aboutweve got an (mumble) train that's comin 2 miles downeverybodys scrambling and running aroundpicking up their money from the tepee down?charlie get the workers out the way of the trainengineer blow the whistle loud and longcant stop the train gotta let it roll on</text>
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<text>Way down upon Sycamore SloughA white man sings the bluesselling roses of paper machewith flecks of starlight dewI swiped a bunch and threw it your waywhere hazy moonlight glowedWay down down along Lazy River RoadWay down upon Shadowfall WardEnd of the avenueRun, hide, seek in your own backyardMama's backyard won't doAll night long I sang Love's Sweet Songdown where the water flowedWay down down along LAzy River RoadMoonlight wails as hound dogs baybut never quite catch the tuneStars fall down in buckets like raintill there ain't no standing roomBright blue boxcars train by trainclatter where dreams unfoldWay down down along Lazy River RoadWay down upon Seminole Squarebelly of the river tidecall for me and I will be therefor the price of a taxi rideNight double-clutches into todaylike a truck downshifting its loadWay down down along Lazy River RoadThread the Needleright through the eyeThe thread that runs so trueAll the others I let pass byI only wanted youNever cared for careless lovebut how your bright eyes glowedWay down down along Lazy River Road</text>
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<text>Henry J. Kaiser Convention Center (Mardi Gras)</text>
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<text>Well, there ain't nobody safer than someone who doesn't care.And it isn't even lonely when no one's ever there.I had a lot of dreams once, but some of them came true...The honey's sometimes bitter when fortune falls on you.So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night.And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise alright.But here you're trembling like a sparrow, I will try with all my mightTo give you just a little sweetness...Just a little sweetness...Just a little light.I have always heard that virtue ought be its own reward,But it never comes so easy when you're living by the sword.It's even harder to be heartless when you look at me that way.You're as mighty as the flower that will grow the stones away.Even though I been a stranger, full of irony and spiteHolding little but contempt for all things beautiful and bright,Something shines around you and it seems, to my delightTo give me just a little sweetness...Just a little sweetness...Just a little sweetness...Just a little light.It could be just another highway coiled up in the night.You could be just another mule deer, baby, stranded on my brightsThere's a tingling recognitionLike the sound of distant thunderAnd I begin to wonderIf the love I've driven underWon't ignite.So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night.And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise alright.Something shines around you that seems, to my delightTo give me just a little sweetness...Just a little sweetness...Just a little sweetness...Just a little light.</text>
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<text>Brent Mydland, John Barlow</text>
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<text>It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry,</text>
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<text>TATC</text>
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<text>6/10/73</text>
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<text>Well I ride on a mailtrain baby, can't buy a thrillWell I been up all night baby leanin' on the windowsillWell if I die on top of the hilland if I don't make it, you know my baby willDon't the moon look good mama, shining through the treesDon't the breakmen look good mama, flaggin' down the "Double-E"Don't the sun look good goin' down over the seabut don't my gal look fine when she's coming after meNow the wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frostI went to tell everybody but I could not get acrossWell I wanna be your lover baby, I don't wanna be your bossDon't say I never warned you when your train gets lost.</text>
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card_85465.xml
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<text>It's a cobbled dance that no one plannedLeast of all the dancer,A crap shoot dream you summonFrom the corner of one eye.If you need an explanationThere's a quick and easy answer,Stop thinking for a momentAnd give this one a try:Just say:It is what it is,What it is,What it is,What it is,Hey, it is what it is,What it is,What it is,What it is,It is what it is,What it might have been, it isn't.An infinity of mornings,And only one shines through.It is what it is,Gonna grab the day we're givenCause it is what it is,And what it is will have to do.You stop waiting for the check to come,The postman's on vacation,Take a job that starts at midnightGive completely up on luck.A scientologist comes knocking,When you move to battle stations,He says "Wait, my name's Mark Anthony,And here's your million bucks."Oh well,It is what it is,What it is,What it is,What it is,Hey, it is what it is,What it is,What it is,What it is,It is what it is,What you had in mind, it won't beDespite your great endeavorsThe prize comes free to you.It is what it is,If you feel surprised, then don't be,Cause it is what it is,And what it is will have to do.Animals eat animalsCreation eats the winner.Fall down to the beetlesand start back up again.It's a long way up the chain of lifeNot easy for beginnersYou'll find that it's no easierFor elephants or men.But hey,It is what it is,What it is,What it is,What it is,Yeah, it is what it is,What it is,What it is,What it is,It is what it is,It is what it is,What it might have been, it isn't.An infinity of mornings,And only one shines through.It is what it is,Gonna grab the day we're givenCause it is what it is,And what it is will have to do.</text>
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<text>Finished up my masterpieceGave it to the thought-police.Wanta two-way ticket for a one-way ride.Nothing lasts nor ever willYou get born, then you're over the hillTry you might, but no one's leavin' alive.They say what goes up will always come back down.Looks to me like it just goes aroundAnd around and around.It doesn't matter.Doesn't matter.It's alright.It's alright.The UniverseIs workin' fine tonight.It doesn't matter.Doesn't matter.It's OKWhatever comes to passWill just pass right on away.The future is a sea of dreamsThe past a pack of lies it seems.Walk in glory or crawl to fameI only own the surrounding minuteBorrowin' everything that's in it.Step out on the stage and lose your name.They say what goes out will always come back inI don't know, I just like to watch it spin and spin and spin.It doesn't matter.Doesn't matter.Have a little faith.I burn my mapsSo I can navigateIt doesn't matterDoesn't matter.Have a little hope.You can't see tomorrowWith a telescope.We tear down nations with fits and ragesFor a paragraph on history's pages.See those towers in the desert, torn in half.Whenever you mention Destiny,You better get rid of that capital D.Whenever Man plans, it makes God laugh.Where all this is heading, I can't even guess.I close my eyes and I just say "yes,"I say "yes, yes, yes."It doesn't matter.Doesn't matter.Gotta be here now.Gotta learn to liveIn the present somehow.It doesn't matter.Doesn't matter.Your big designsLook mighty damned smallIn the endless halls of time</text>
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<text> Will your high hopes get you there Goal so far and yet so near You can't ignore the writing on the wall Every time you rise you fall End nowhere in sight at all Why should you pick it up and try again Chorus: Give it up, 'cause you can't win Let it go while you still can Gave it all you had, now you're feelin' bad So you're gone, ready to roam You come on so strong with that same sad song Wherever you go Run along, take your ball and go home Promised yet another chance Forbidden just a single glance So much rides on what you say and do Discarded truths and famous myths Tales that life deceives you with Certain things you always thought you knew Chorus Helpful hands that pull you down Smaller minds turn you around Friends in need are never really true Why should you put trust in this Bridge above the dark abyss You never learned you can't make all the rules Chorus</text>
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<text>6/9/94</text>
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card_100361.xml
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<text>Little girl lostIn a forest of dreams.It's a dark old woodAnd it's damp with dew.Hoot owl hootsFor a moment it seemsSomething big and coldGot ahold of you.Just when everything gets scary,Daddy's come 'round for his darlin' again.Hold my hand with your little fingers.Daddy's loving arms gonna gather you in.Ain't no way the Bogeyman can get you,You can close your eyes, the world is gonna let you,Your daddy's here and never will forget you,I will take you home.I will take you home.Gonna carry you back homeIn my arms.I will take you home.Long is the roadWe must travel on down.Short are the legsThat will struggle behind.I wish I knew for sureJust where we're bound,What we will be doin'And what we're gonna find.Wherever we go, there will be birds to cheer youFlowers to color in the fields around.Wherever we go, I'll be right here near youYou can't get lost when you're always found.Ain't no fog that's thick enough to hide youYour daddy's gonna be right here beside youIf your fears should start to get inside you.I will take you home.I will take you home.Gonna carry you back homeIn my arms.I will take you home.</text>
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card_89606.xml
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<text>The guilty undertaker sighs,The lonesome organ grinder cries,The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.The cracked bells and washed-out hornsBlow into my face with scorn,But it's not that way,I wasn't born to lose you.I want you, I want you,I want you so bad,Honey, I want you.The drunken politician leapsUpon the street where mothers weepAnd the saviors who are fast asleep,They wait for them to interruptMe drinkin' from my broken cupAnd ask me toOpen up the gate for you.I want you, I want you,I want you so bad,Honey, I want you.Now all my fathers, they've gone down,True love they've been without it.But all their daughters put me down'Cause I don't think about it.Well, I return to the Queen of SpadesAnd talk with my chambermaid.She knows that I'm not afraidTo look at her.She is good to meAnd there's nothing she doesn't see.She know where I'd like to beBut it doesn't matter.I want you, I want you,I want you so bad,Honey, I want you.Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,He spoke to me, I took his flute.No, I wasn't very cute to him,Was I?But I did it, though because he liedBecause he took you for a rideAnd because time was on his sideAnd because I . . .I want you, I want you,I want you so bad,Honey, I want you.</text>
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card_125321.xml
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<text>You said you was hurtin',almost lost your mind;'Cause the man you lovehurt you all the time.But when things go wrong,wrong with you,It hurts me too.You love him a little more,when you should love him less.Why pick up behind himand take his best?'Cause when things go wrong,wrong with you..It hurts me too.You love another man;little girl you know you know I love you.But you love him darlin',stick to him just about like glue.But when things go wrong,wrong with you...It hurts me too.Well, he better leave you,or you best put it down.'Cause you know, I just can't stand to see,see you pushed around.'Cause when things go wrong,wrong with you...It hurts me too.</text>
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<text>9/16/66</text>
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<text>Avalon Ballroom, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>Providence Civic Center, Providence, RI</text>
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<text>Hey Pocky Way,</text>
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<text>[Little bitty/Real pretty] boyGot a heart of steel[Little boy [can't]/And the boy says] boogie nowBut [your sister] sure will/well, it shook so realFeel good musicIn your soulIt's gonna make your bodyRock and rollHey, hey heyHey pocky wayHey, heyHey pocky wayUptown ruler[Thirteen bar/Big chief [???]]And I need [no/ya]But I won't [go far/need more][Lie back/Ah, got ] groovin'Ridin' in your carIt don't make no differenceWhere you areFeel good musicIn your soul[It's/] gonna make your bodyrock and roll[Do it do it y'all/] Hey, hey heyHey pocky wayHey, heyHey pocky way[ unintelligible jive /I been through the fireSingin' ha-fo-pa-liah!Ku-feh-belinda!]Hey pocky way[A cool cool [jaballya]/Oh, ku ku chi-molly ][Home of /Well, my] Big Chief Jolly [/now][Go for my /Talkin' 'bout] big chiefLie back groovin'Ridin' in your carAin't gonna make no differenceWhere you areFeel good musicIn your soulIt's gonna make your bodyRock and rollDo it y'all now Hey, hey heyHey pocky wayHey, heyHey pocky wayUptown ruler [/yeah][Weema/] jockamo fendo[Let me hear you singHey pocky wayC'mon do it nowHey pocky wayLet me hear ya singHey pocky wayC'mon do it nowHey pocky wayHoot and hollerHey pocky wayC'mon hoot and hollerHey pocky waySing everybodyHey pocky waySing everybodyHey pocky wayHey pocky wayHey pocky wayHey pocky wayHey pocky wayHey pocky waySing everybodyHey pocky waySing everybodyHey pocky way(continue and fade)/Sing everybody!Sing like the Indians!]</text>
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<text>Wake of the floodLaughing water'49Get out the pans, don't just stand there dreamin'Get out the wayGet out the wayHere comes sunshineHere comes sunshineLine up a long shotMaybe try it two timesMaybe moreGood to know you got shoes to wearWhen you find the floorWhy hold out for more?Here comes sunshineHere comes sunshineAskin' you nice nowKeep the mother rollin'One more timeBeen down beforeYou just don't have to go no moreNo moreHere comes sunshineHere comes sunshine</text>
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<text>Paradise waitson the crest of a waveher angels in flameShe has no painlike a child she is pureShe is not to blamepoised for flightwing spreadbright spring fromnight intothe sundon't stop to runshe can fly like a lie shecan't be outdonetell me the costI can paylet me gotell me love is not lostsell everythingwithout love day to dayinsanity is kingI will pay day by day anywayLock bolt and keyCrippled but freeI was blind all the timeI was learning to seeHelp on the wayWell, I know only thisI've got you todayDon't fly awaycause I love what I loveand I want it that wayI will stay one more dayLike I say, honey it's youmaking it toowithout love in the dreamit'll never come true</text>
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<text>Greek Theater (U of California), Berkeley, CA</text>
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<text>Well, I was drinking last night with a bikerAnd I showed him a picture of youI said, "Pal, get to know her. You'll like her."Seemed like the least I could do'Cause when he's driving his chopperUp 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 bootFor a taste of your elegant prideI may be going to Hell In A Bucket, babe,But at least I'm enjoying the ride.At least I'm enjoying the ride.At least I'm enjoying the ride.Now miss sweet little soft-core pretender,Somehow baby got hard as it gets.With her black leather chrome spiked suspenders,Her chair and her whip and her pets.Well we know you're the reincarnationOf the ravenous Catherine the Great.And we know how you love your ovationsFor the Z-rated scenes you create.The Z-rated scenes you create.ChorusYou analyze me, pretend to dispise meYou laugh when I stumble and fallThere may come a day I will dance on your graveIf unable to dance, I will crawl across itUnable to dance, I'll still crawl.You must really consider the circus'Cause it just might be your kind of zooI can't think of a place that's more perfectFor a person as perfect as you.And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely'Cause I wouldn't know where to beginBut I know that you'll think of me onlyWhen the snakes come marching inWhen the snakes come marching inChorus</text>
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card_89410.xml
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<text>Baby, here I am, and I'm a man upon the scene.I can give you what you want, but you got to come home to me.[and I've got a whole/I gotta] lot of good ol' lovin'And I got [me] some in store.[And] When I get [through/to] pouring it onYou['ve] got to come back for more.Chorus:[One of them/Boy, some/Boys and/poison] things [they/that] come by the dozen.[That] Ain't nothin' but drug store lovin'.[Pretty/Hey] little thing, let me light your candle,'Cuz, mama I'm [sure/so] hard to handle.Now yes I am.Actions speak louder than words,And I'm a man with great experience.I know you['ve] got you another man,But I can love you better than him.Take my hand [now,and] don't be afraid,[Let me/I'm gonna] prove every word I say.[And I'm advertising loving for free/I never doubted love before]So won't you place your [ad/hand] with me.<Chorus>Baby, here I am[and] I'm a man up on the scene.I can give you what you wantBut you got to come home [to/with] me.[And I've got a whole/ I gotta] lot of good ol lovinAnd I['ve] got some in store.[And] When I get [through/to] pouring it onyou got to come back for more.<Chorus></text>
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card_73629.xml
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<text>San Francisco Civic, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>Goodnight Irene,Goodnight Irene,Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene,I'll see you in my dreams.Sometimes I live in the country,Sometimes I live in the town,Sometimes I take the potion (?),I'm gonna jump off the boat in the river and drown.Goodnight Irene,Goodnight Irene,Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene,I'll see you in my dreams.Tonight I got married,Now me and my wife settle down,Now me and my wife are boardin',Gonna jump off the boat in the river and drown.Goodnight Irene,Goodnight Irene,Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene,I'll see you in my dreams.Goodnight, Irene, goodnight,Goodnight, Irene, goodnight,Goodnight, Irene, goodnight Irene,I'll see you in my dreams.Goodnight Irene,Goodnight Irene,I'll see you in my dreams.</text>
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<text>Good morning little schoolgirlCan I come home with you?Tell your mama and your papaI'm a little schoolboy too.Come on now pretty babyI just can't help myselfYou're so young and prettyI don't need nobody elseGood morning little schoolgirlCan I come home with you?Don't you hear me crying?Oww hey ooeeI'm gonna leave you babyAbout the break of dayOn account of the way you treat meI got to stay awayCome on now pretty babyDarling come on homeYou know I love you babyI got to get you all aloneGood morning little schoolgirlCan I come home with you?Can't you hear me crying?Oww hey ooeeI'm gonna buy me an airplaneFly all over your townTell everybody babyLord, know you're fineCome on now pretty babyNow, I just can't help myselfYou're so young and prettyI don't need nobody elseGood morning little schoolgirlCan I come home with you?Can't you hear me crying?Oww hey ooeeGood morning little schoolgirlCan I come home with you?Good morning little schoolgirlCan I come home with you?Tell your mama and your papaI'm a schoolboy too.I'm a schoolboy too.Hey, I'm a schoolboy too.I want to be your chaufferI want to ride your little machineI want to be your chaufferI want to ride your little machineI want to put a tiger, babyI want to put a tiger, babyI want to put a tiger, babyHey, in your sweet little tank.Hey, baby now yes I doHa, yes I doHey I got toHey I got to come on home with youTell your mamaTell your papaTell your mama and your papaHey, I'm a schoolboy tooHey, Hey, I'm a schoolboy tooHa oww, I'm a schoolboy tooOw, I wanna keep your companyHey, I wanna keep your company</text>
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card_63207.xml
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<text>Berkeley Community Theater, Berkeley, CA</text>
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<text> Gimme Some Lovin,</text>
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<text>Well, my temp'rature's risin' and my feet on the floor,Twenty people knockin' 'cause they're wanting some more,Let me in, baby, I don't know what you've got,But you'd better take it easy, this place is hotSo glad we made it, so glad we made itYou gotta gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin'Gimme some lovin' every day.Well, I feel so good, ev'rything is sounding hot,Better take it easy, 'cause the place is on fire,Been a hard day and I don't know what to do,Wait a minute, baby, it could happen to you.So glad we made it, so glad we made itYou gotta gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin'Gimme some lovin' every day.Well, I feel so good, ev'rybody's gettin' high,Better take it easy, 'cause the place is on fireBeen a hard day, nothin' went too good,Now I'm gonna relax, honey, ev'rybody shouldSo glad we made it, so glad we made itYou gotta gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin'Gimme some lovin' every day.</text>
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<text>It's three AM in the combat zone.Gentlemen start your engines!They can close this bar, but baby I ain't going.Gentlemen start your engines!If you lock up the whiskey, give me gasoline.I got a seven grand redline on the black machine.The dead can do my sleepin', if you know what I mean.Gentlemen start your engines!Ge-Ge-Ge-Gentlemen start your engines!Gentlemen startGentlemen startGe-Ge-Ge-Gentlemen start your engines!Got a little girl here in a pinafore dress.Gentlemen start your engines!She's got more tricks than you can guess.Gentlemen start your engines!It's dark outside, but it's darker within.Check the back of my jacket just to see my grin.They don't write poems about the state that I'm in.Gentlemen start your engines!Ge-Ge-Ge-Gentlemen start your engines!Gentlemen startGentlemen startGe-Ge-Ge-Gentlemen start your engines!One of these days I've gonna pull myself together.Soon as I finish tearin' myself apartLike the Devil's Mustangs,I've been ridden hell for leather,Put away wet and angry in the dark.When the police come you better let 'em in,Gentlemen start your engines!Don't forget to tell 'em what a sport I've been.Gentlemen start your engines!I got a head full of vintage TNT,They're gonna blow me up 'stead of burying me.If you're lookin' for trouble, come and sit with me.Gentlemen start your engines!Ge-Ge-Ge-Gentlemen start your engines!Gentlemen startGentlemen startGe-Ge-Ge-Gentlemen start your engines!One of these days I've gonna pull myself together.Soon as I finish tearin' myself apartLet me tell you, honey,There's some mighty stormy weatherHowlin' round the caverns of my heart.</text>
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<text>Start Your Engines,</text>
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card_97432.xml
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<text>Way down in the south of Franceall the ladies love to dancekick their heels up in the airsnap their fingers for romanceAll the gentlemen compareblonde or black or auburn haircheck the motion and the styleah, you know they take their whileHey, to make the motion more completeyeah, to make it more a treathope they show us where to gocome on down and see the showWhen the rhythm's really rightyou can burn it down tonightwhen the singing's really finesweet as Spanish sherry wineWhen the pub can't contain the beatit just rolls out in the streetspills on down the avenuebringing dancers to their feet.When it's good as it can beit gets better when they singoh, these folks don't never sleeptill they're passed out in the streetWay down in the south of Franceall the ladies love to danceclap their hands and walk on airyeah, the feeling's really therewon't you take a little tasteraise it to your charming face?When the rhythm's really rightyou can burn it down tonightwhen the singing's really finesweet as Spanish sherry wineGo on take a chancethe ladies do love to dance.</text>
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<text>FRAN</text>
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card_97278.xml
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<text>Carve your name, carve your name in ice and windSearch for where, search for where the rivers end,Or where the rivers startDo everything that's in you, you feel to be your partBut never give your love, my friendUnto a foolish heartUnto a foolish heartPrepare to leap, leap from ledges high and wildLearn to speak, speak with wisdom like a childDirectly from the heartCrown yourself the queen of clowns, or stand way back apartBut never give your love, my friendUnto a foolish heartUnto a foolish heartShun a friend, shun a brother or a friendNever look, never look around the bendOr check the weather chartSign the Mona Lisa with a spray can, call it artBut never give your love, my friendUnto a foolish heartUnto a foolish heartA foolish heart will call on you, to throw your dreams awayThen turn around and blame you, for the way things went astrayA foolish heart will cause you grief, and often make you curseA selfish heart is trouble, but a foolish heart is worseBite the hand, bite the hand that bakes your breadDare to [lead, lead/leap, leap] where the angels fear to tread'til you are torn apart[Light/Stoke] the flames of Paradise with coals from Hell to startBut never give your love, my friendUnto a foolish heartUnto a foolish heart</text>
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<text>6/19/88</text>
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<text>Alpine Valley East Troy,Wis.</text>
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<text>FHAR</text>
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card_67557.xml
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<text>I'm lookin' out my windowWatch the clouds go by I look to see eternityThe endless rolling sky You cannot think ofThinkin' it like timeYou try to think, youYou just mess up your mindEternity, eternityBaby, I love you, you loveLet's love each other through eternitySince before man could seeThere was eternityAfter man is come and goneEternity lingers on, eternity lingers onEverything crawl, creep, or flyJust live until they dieI love you, you love meLet's love each other through eternityEternity, eternity I love you, you love meLet's love each other through eternityThrough eternity Well I think about life, we don't knowWhether it all could be in vainLook through time, it's for sureIt's the greatest gift to manMusic and Love, you can't explainTry and understandThe greatest thing could ever beWe make love through eternity Eternity, eternityWhen the world (be all it be?)Think that we are goneWe'll still have our place in peace Our love will linger on, linger onWe won't care just what (who say?)If it's truth or lieWe'll still have our greatest giftLove won't ever dieLove won't ever die No, never dieLove won't ever dieNever, neverNever die</text>
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<text>I been balling a shiny black steel jackhammerBeen chippin' up rocks for the great highwayLive five years if I take my timeBallin' that jack and a drinkin' my wineI been chippin' these rocks from dawn till doom,while my rider hide my bottle in the other room.Doctor say better stop ballin' that jack,if I live five years gonna bust my back, yes I will.Easy wind cross the bayou todaycause there's a whole lotta women, mamaout in red on the streets todayAnd the rivers keep a talkin'But you never heard a word it saidGotta find a woman be good to me,won't hide my liquor try to serve me tea,cause I'm a stone jack baller and my heart is trueand I'll give everything that I got to you, yes I will.Easy wind going cross the bayou todaythere's a whole lotta women, mama,out in red on the streets today.And the rivers keep a talkin',but you never heard a word it said.</text>
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<text>9/1/69</text>
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<text>Baton Rouge International Speedway, Praireville, LA</text>
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<text>EZWI</text>
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<text>23</text>
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card_122748.xml
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<text>Marin County Veteran's Auditorium, San Rafael, CA</text>
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<text>DNL</text>
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<text>Don't need love anymoreI don't need love anymoreI don't need anyone to tell me that I doI don't need love and I don't need you.It ain't worth the timeIt ain't worth the time that it takesIt ain't worth the timeIt ain't worth the time that it takesIt ain't worth the endless hoursOf changes I go throughI don't need loveAnd I sure as hell don't need you.I want no more heartachesNo more goodbyesAin't no good loveOnly new love when old love dies.I try and I tryTo make it workI try and I tryTo make it workBut one thing that I knowLove - it gets you nowhere slow.I don't need loveI don't need love anymoreI don't need anyone to tell me that I doI don't need love and I don't need you.</text>
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card_17900.xml
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<text>Robert Hunter/ Jerry Garcia/ Phil Lesh</text>
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<text>Aoxomoxoa</text>
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<text>Da da da da da da da da da da daSing in mangrove valley chasing light beamsEverything wanders from baby to ZBaby baby pretty up on TuesdayOld like a rum-drinking demon at tea.Baby baby tell me what's the matterWhat, what tell me what's your whine now?Tell me why will you never come homeTell me what's your reason, if you've got a good one.Everywhere I go, the people all knowEveryone's doin' that rag.Everywhere I go, the people all knowEveryone's doin' that rag.Take my line, go fishin' for a Tuesday,Maybe take my supper, eat it down by the sea.Gave my baby twenty or forty good reasons,Couldn't find any better ones in the morning at three.The rain gonna come, but the rain gonna go y'know.Steppin' off sharply from the rank and file.Often cold and dark like a dungeonMaybe get a little bit dark for the day.All these tripsters, real cool chicksters (???)Everyone's doin' that rag.Hipsters, tripsters, real cool chickstersEveryone's doin' that rag.You needn't gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset.No one is watchin', a'standing in your shoes.Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning,Everything promised is delivered to you.Don't neglect to pick up what your share is,All the winter birds are winging home now.Hey love go, and look around you,Nothing out there you haven't seen before now.Wade in the water and you'll never get wetIf you keep on doin' that rag.Wade in the water and you'll never get wetIf you keep on doin' that rag.One-eyed jacks and the dueces are wildAnd the aces are crawlin' up and down your sleeve.Come back here baby LouiseAnd tell me the name of the game that you play.Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?</text>
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<text>RAG</text>
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<text>2/15/69</text>
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<text>Electric Factory, Philadelphia, PA</text>
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card_115045.xml
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<text>They're selling postcards of the hangingThey're painting the passports brownThe beauty parlor is filled with sailorsThe circus is in townHere comes the blind commissionerThey've got him in a tranceOne hand is tied to the tight-rope walkerThe other is in his pantsAnd the riot squad they're restlessThey need somewhere to goAs Lady and I look out tonight>From Desolation RowCinderella, she seems so easy"It takes one to know one," she smilesAnd puts her hands in her back pocketsBette Davis styleAnd in comes Romeo, he's moaning"You Belong to Me I Believe"And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friendYou Better leave"And the only sound thats leftAfter the ambulences goIs Cinderella sweeping upOn Desolation RowNow the moon is almost hiddenThe stars are beginning to hidethe fortunetelling ladyHas even taken all her things insideAll except for Cain and AbelAnd the hunchback of Notre DameEverybody is making loveOr else expecting rainAnd the Good Samaritan, he's dressingHe's getting ready for the showHe's going to the carnival tonightOn Desolation RowNow Ophelia, she's 'neath the windowFor her I feel so afraidOn her twenty-second birthdayShe already is an old maidTo her, death is quite romanticShe wears an iron vestHer profession's her religionHer sin is her lifelessnessAnd though her eyes are fixed uponNoah's great rainbowShe spends her time peekingInto Desolation RowEinstein, disguised as Robin HoodWith his memories in a trunkPassed this way an hour agoWith his friend, a jealous monkHe looked so immaculately frightfulAs he bummed a cigaretteAs he when off sniffing drainpipesAnd reciting the alphabetNow you would not think to look at himBut he was famous long agoFor playing the electric violinOn Desolation RowDr. Filth, he keeps his worldInside of a leather cupBut all his sexless patientsThey're trying to blow it upNow his nurse, some local loserShe's in charge of the cynanide holeAnd she also keeps the cards that read"Have Mercy on His Soul"They all play on the penny whistlesYou can hear them blowIf you lean your head out far enough>From Desolation RowAcross the street they've nailed the curtainsThey're getting ready for the feastThe Phantom of the OperaA perfect image of a priestThey're spoonfeeding CasanovaTo get him to feel more assuredThen they'll kill him with self-confidenceAfter poisoning him with wordsAnd the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls"Get Outa Here If You Don't KnowCasanova is just being punished for goingTo Desolation Row"Now at midnight all the agentsAnd the superhuman crewCome out and round up everyoneThat knows more than they doThen they bring them to the factoryWhere the heart-attack machineIs strapped across their shouldersAnd then the keroseneIs brought down from the castlesBy insurance men who goCheck to see that nobody is escapingTo Desolation RowPraise be to Nero's NeptuneThe Titanic sails at dawnAnd everybody's shouting"Which Side Are You On?"And Ezra Pound and T.S. EliotFighting in the captain's towerWhile calypso singers laugh at themAnd fishermen hold flowersBetween the windows of the seaWhere lovely mermaids flowAnd nobody has to think too muchAbout Desolation rowYes, I received your letter yesterday(About the time the doorknob broke)When you asked me how I was doingWas that some kind of jokeAll these people that you mentionYes, I know them, they're quite lameI had to rearrange their facesAnd give them all another nameRight now, I can't read too goodDon't send me no more letters noNot unless you mail them>From Desolation Row</text>
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card_96171.xml
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<text>Y'know Death don't have no mercy in this land,Death don't have no mercy in this land, in this land.Come to your house,you know he don't take long,look in the bed this morning,children find your mother's gone.I said Death don't have no mercy in this land.Death will leave you standing and crying in this land,Death will leave you standing and crying in this land,In this land Yeah!Woh! Come to your house,Y'know it don't stay long,Y'look in the bed this morning,children find that your brothers and sisters are gone.I said Death don't have no mercy in this land.Death will go in any family in this land.Death will go in any family in this land.Come to your house,you know he don't take long,look in the bed this morning,children find that your family's gone.I said Death don't have no mercy in this land.Death will leave you standing and crying in this land,In this land.Woh! Come to your house,Y'know it don't stay long,Y'look in the bed this morning,children find that your brothers and sisters are gone.I said Death don't, Death don'tHave no mercy in this land.</text>
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<text>Dear Mr. Fantasy, play us a tune,Something to make us all happy.Do anything to take us out of this gloom,Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy.You are the one who can make us all laugh,But doing that you break out in tears.Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had,We wouldn't have known you all these years.Oooo, ahhhOooo, ahhhOooo, ahhhOooo, ahhh, ahhhDear Mr. Fantasy, play us a tune,Something to make us all happy.Do anything to take us out of this gloom,Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy.You are the one who can make us all laugh,But doing that you break out in tears.Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had,We wouldn't have known you all these years.</text>
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<text>Whether you collect or whether you pay,You still got to work that eight-hour day,Whether you like that job or not,You better keep it on ice while you're linin' up your long shot,Chance to say: Hey, hey, hey,Keep your day job, don't give it away,Keep your day job, whatever they say,Keep your day job, until your night job pays.Work force earning that eight-day hour,Never underrate that pay check power,Don't you know that the face of a dollarGotta a thumb to his nose and a hand on his collar,Chance to say: Hey, hey, hey,Keep your day job, don't give it away,Keep your day job, whatever they say,Keep your day job, until your night job pays.Ring that bell for whatever it's worth,Sunday come you're gonna forget about work,Don't ask me like I know you don't,Tell you what to do but I know you won't,Chance to say: Hey, hey, hey,Keep your day job, don't give it away,Keep your day job, whatever they say,Keep your day job, until your night job pays.Keep your day job, don't give it away,Keep your day job, whatever they say,Keep your day job, until your night job pays.Keep your day job, don't give it away,Keep your day job, whatever they say,Keep your day job, until your night job pays.</text>
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<text>No, no! She can't take your mind and leaveI know it's just another trick she's got up her sleeveI can't believe that she really wants you to dieAnd your heart is more than enough to pay for your liesWait a minute, watch what you're doing with your timeAll the others who would jump fast must stay behind, yeahWait a minute, watch what you're doing with your timeAll the others who would jump fast must stay behind, yeahWell, can't you see that you're killing each other slowWell, you're both out on the streetsand you got no place to goYour constant friends are getting to be a boreSo go somewhere else and continue your cream puff war</text>
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<text>Your rain falls like crazy fingersPeals of fragile thunderKeeping timeRecall the days that still are to comeSome sing blueHang your heart on laughing willowStray down to the waterDeep sea of loveBeneath the sweet calm face of the seaSwift undertowLife may be sweeter for this, I don't knowSee how it feels in the endMay Lady Lullaby sing plainly for youSoft, strong, sweet and trueCloud hand reaching from a rainbowTapping at the windowTouch your hairSo swift and brightStrange figures of lightFloat in airWho can stop what must arrive now?Something new is waiting to be bornDark as the nightYou're still by my sideShininsideGone are the days we stopped to decideWhere we should go, we just rideGone are the broken eyes we saw through in dreamsGone, both dream and lieLife may be sweeter for this, I don't knowFeels like it might be all rightWhile Lady Lullaby sings plainly through youLove still rings trueMidnight on a carousel rideReaching for the gold ringDown insideNever could reach it, just slips awayWhen I try</text>
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<text>Cosmic Charlie how do you do?Truckin' in style along the avenueDum de dum de doodley doGo on home your mama's calling youCalico kahlia come tell me the newsCalamity's waiting for a way to get to herRosy red and electric blueI bought you a paddle for your paper canoeSay you'll come back when you canWhenever your airplane happens to landMaybe I'll be back here tooIt all depends on what's with youHung up waiting for a windy dayKite on ice since the first of FebruaryMama be saying that the wind might blowBut standing here I say I just don't knowNew ones comin' as the old ones goEverything's moving here but much too slowlyA little bit quicker and we might have timeTo say how do you do before we're left behindCalliope wail like a seaside zooThe very last lately inquired about youIt's really very one or twoThe first you wanted the last I knewI just wonder if you shouldn't feelLess concerned about the deep unrealThe very first word is how do you doThe last go home your mama's calling youCalling you-ooCalling you-ooCalling you-ooCalling you-ooCalling you-ooGo on home your mama's calling youCalling you-ooGo on home your mama's calling youCalling you-ooGo on home your mama's calling youGo on home your mama's calling you</text>
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card_118631.xml
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<text>Take it, you can have itwhat I got baby, I can't holdand if you find the secrettell me how to build the mold.And I can't handle your problemsso don't try to handle mine,get yourself a shotgun, a pocketful of shellsand 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 itget yourself a shotgun and bring it back home.Look up the wall, you know you got to callbefore you start falling, get ready to fall,and if you fall in my directiondon't expect no help at all. . .don't.Get it right, do it niceand if you make a mistake, you're going to pay for it twice,but if you need it, got to have itget yourself a shotgun and bring it back home.Look up the wall, you know you got to callbut if you start falling, be ready to fall,and if you fall in my directiondon'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 directiondon't expect no help at all.</text>
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card_100925.xml
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<text>When I was hoppin' freights and makin' payments on the farmHere between the angels and the deep blue seaYou were runnin', laughin', growin' sheltered from the stormDreamin' of the day the moon would set you freeYeah, to sing your siren song so sweet and warmRiver run deepRiver run slowGet a little restlessWanna see some whales blowRiver run coldRiver run clearThat feeling always gets to me'Round about this time of yearScoutin' unknown borders under multi-colored moonsIn the wildest flights of cosmic mysteryRang a single soarin' tone that strung the sky in tuneAs the silence in my heart rose from the seaAaah, to greet you in the dawn with a pale harpoonRiver run restlessRiver run highRunnin thru a hailstormTry to catch a star on the flyRiver run muddyRiver flow like tearsCocoon of life surroundin' usHoldin all our hopes and fearsReach behind the windSearch beyond the starsWe're the life on MarsWhen the day grows dark and scary scatterin' the lightAll the colors run away and hide behind your kneesThe same sweet thunder tumbles rollin' down the nightLike a mothership that calls for you and meCome on, and drift along that sky river brightRiver run swiftlyRiver run wideFeel like sailinOn the morning tideRiver run goldenRiver run trueSet a course and followOoooh, the star that leads to you</text>
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card_12071.xml
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<text>you don't know what you've donewe may fall into the oceanbut we're not gonna runyou are a friend of the devilbut we're not afraid of himwe will build up another townso you can tear it down again</text>
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card_84838.xml
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<text>There are times when you [get reckless/beckon]There are times when you must fall.You can take a [ton/lot] of wrecking,But you can't take it all.There are times when I can help you out,And times when you must fall.There are times when you must live in doubt,And I can't help at all.[ThreeTwo] blue stars, [rise/shine] o'er the hill.[Say/Plead] no more, now just be still.[All these trials, soon be dead./Through the night, now safely there]Show me something built to last.[I've] been held by the [collar/fire],Yes and I'm held by the ring.You can walk on [coals/balls] of fire,But sometimes you might [freeze/bleed].There are times when [you offend me/I have begged you]And [I/you] do the same to [you/me].If you can't or won't [forget/admit] it,At least we pulled you through.Three blue stars, sets [on/o'er] the hill.Call it back; you never will.All these trials, soon be dead.We all need something built to last.Built to last 'til time [itself/?]Falls tumbling from the wall.Built to last 'til [sunlight /lightness] fades,And darkness [moves/falls] on all.Built to last 'til years roll backOur couch perched in the skyShow me something built to lastOr something built to try.There are times when you get hit up on,Try hard but you cannot give.Other times, you'd gladly partwith what you need to [live/give].Don't [waste your breath/be afraid] to save your face,When you have done your best[If you can't or won't forget it/Now I won't forget],[Let fate decide/Next day try] the rest.One more star, now sinking slowCall it back; you never will.All these trials, soon be dead.Show me something built to last.Two blue stars, rise o'er the hill.Say no more, now just be still.All these trials, soon be dead.Show me something built to last.????? spare verses from debut ????All the stars, are gone but one.Morning dreams, we found the Sun.Through the night, now safely there,Show me something built to lastTwo blue stars, shine o'er the hill.Call it back; you never willAll these trials, [soon be/now are] dead.Show me something built to last.All the stars, are gone but one.Morning dreams. Here comes the sun.Through the night, now sinking fast.Show me something built to last.</text>
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card_121657.xml
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<text>Who else is gonna bring youA broken arrowWho else is gonna bring youA bottle of wineThere he goes, moving acrossThere he goes turning my wholeworld around Do you feel what I feelCan we make that it's part of theI gotta hold you in these arms of steelLay your heart on the line...this time I wanna breathe when you breatheWhen you whisper like that hotSummer breezeCount the beads of sweat that cover meDidn't you show me a sign, this time Who else is gonna bring youA broken arrowWho else is gonna bring youA bottle of wineThere he goes, moving across the waterThere he goes turning my wholeworld around Can you see what I seeCan you cut behind the mysteryI will meet you by the witness treeLeave the whole world behind I want to come when you callI'll get to you if I have to crawlThey can't hold me with these iron wallsWe've got mountains to climb Who else is gonna bring youA broken arrowWho else is gonna bring youA bottle of wineThere he goes, moving across the waterThere he goes turning my whole world around</text>
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<text>2/23/93</text>
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<text>Oakland Coliseum, Oakland, CA</text>
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card_10175.xml
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<text>Look out of any windowAny morning, any evening, any dayMaybe the sun is shiningBirds are winging or rain is fallin' from a heavy skyWhat do you want me to doTo do for you to see you through?For this is all a dream we dreamedOne afternoon long agoWalk out of any doorwayFeel your way, feel your way like the day beforeMaybe you'll find directionAround some corner where it's been waitin' to meet youWhat do you want me to doTo watch for you while you're sleepin'?Then please don't be surprisedWhen you find me dreamin' tooLook into any eyes you find by youYou can see clear to another dayMaybe been seen beforeThrough other eyes on other daysWhile goin' homeWhat do you want me to doTo do for you to see you through?It's all a dream we dreamedOne afternoon long agoWalk into splintered sunlightInch your way through dead dreamsTo another landMaybe you're tired and brokenYour tongue is twisted with words half spokenAnd thoughts unclearWhat do you want me to doTo do for you to see you through?A box of rain will ease the painAnd love will see you throughJust a box of rain, wind and waterBelieve it if you need it, if you don't just pass it onSun and shower, wind and rainIn and out the window like a moth before a flameAnd it's just a box of rainI don't know who put it thereBelieve it if you need itOr leave it if you dareAnd it's just a box of rainOr a ribbon for your hairSuch a long, long time to be goneAnd a short time to be there</text>
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card_119755.xml
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<text>Arabian windThe needle's eye is thinThe ships of state sail on mirageand drown in sandOut in no-man's landWhere Allah does command.What good is spilling blood?It will not grow a thing;"Taste eternity" the swords sing:Blues for AllahIn 'sh'Allah.They lie where they fallThere's nothing more to sayThe desert stars are bright tonightlet's meet as friendsThe Flower of IslamThe Fruit of AbrahamThe thousand stories haveCome round to one again,Arabian nightOur gods pursue their fight,What fatal flowers of darknessbloom from seeds of light.Bird of Paradise fly in white skyBlues for AllahIn 'sh'AllahLet's see with our heartThese things our eyes have seen,and know the truth must still liesomewhere in between.Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueUnder eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueUnder eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueUnder eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueUnder eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueUnder eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueUnder eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueUnder eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueUnder eternity, under eternity, under eternity blueBird of Paradise fly in white skyBlues for AllahIn 'sh'Allah</text>
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card_83483.xml
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<text>A man and a woman come togetheras strangers.When they part they're usuallystrangers still.It's like a practical jokeplayed on us by our Maker.Empty bottles,that can't be filled.You fancy me to be the masterof your feelings.You barely bruise mewith your looks to kill.Though I admit we were sometimes brutalin our dealings,I never held you against your will.Baby, who's to say it coulda been differentNow that it's done.Baby, who's to say....Baby, who's to say that it shoulda beenAnyway.Baby, who's to say....Baby, who's to sayThat it even matters in the long run.Who's to say.Give it just a minute.And it'll blow away.It'll blow away.Your case against me is soVery clearly statedI plead no contest,I turn and shrug.I've come to figure all importanceoverestimated.You must mean water when you beg for blood.</text>
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card_85048.xml
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<text>Bringing me down,I'm running agroundBlind in the light of the interstate cars.Passing me by,The busses and semis,Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars.But I'm here by the road,Bound to the loadThat I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars.Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up,The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars.The black-throated wind keeps on pouring inWith its words of a life where nothing is new.Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost from the light.Ohhh, I'm drowning in you.I left St. Louis, the City of Blues,In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget.I tried to pretend it came to an endCause you weren't the woman I thought I once met.But I can't deny that times have gone byWhen I never had doubts or thoughts of regretAnd I was a man when all this beganWho wouldn't think twice about being there yet.The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in.And it speaks of a life that passes like dew.It's forced me to see that you've done better by me,Better by me than I've done by you.What's to be found, racing around,You carry your pain wherever you go.Full of the blues and trying to loseYou ain't gonna learn what you don't want to know.So I give you my eyes, and all of their liesPlease help them to learn as well as to seeCapture a glance and make it a danceOf looking at you looking at me.The black-throated wind keeps on pouring inWith its words of a lie that could almost be true.Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light.I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna doGoin back home that's what I'm gonna doTurnin' around,That's what I'm gonna do'Cause you've done better by meThan I've done by you. . .</text>
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card_8983.xml
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<text>When the last rose of summer pricks my fingerAnd the hot sun chills me to the boneWhen I can't hear the song for the singerAnd I can't tell my pillow from a stoneI will walk alone by the black muddy riverAnd sing me a song of my ownI will walk alone by the black muddy riverAnd sing me a song of my ownWhen the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountainAnd the stars start to splatter in the skyWhen the moon splits the southwest horizonWith the scream of an eagle on the flyI will walk alone by the black muddy riverAnd listen to the ripples as they moanI will walk alone by the black muddy riverAnd sing me a song of my ownBlack muddy river, roll on foreverI don't care how deep or wideIf you got another sideRoll muddy riverRoll muddy riverBlack muddy river, roll(Instrumental)Black muddy river, roll on foreverI don't care how deep or wideIf you got another sideRoll muddy riverRoll muddy riverBlack muddy river, rollWhen it seems like the night will last foreverAnd there's nothing left to do but count the yearsWhen the strings of my heart start to severAnd stones fall from my eyes instead of tearsI will walk alone by the black muddy riverAnd dream me a dream of my ownI will walk alone by the black muddy riverAnd sing me a song of my ownAnd sing me a song of my own</text>
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<text>Just a few momentsJust a piece of your timeIs all I am asking forAnd I'll give you my(mine?)Just a few momentsOut of all you have gotTo show how I love youBelieve it or notTo show how I love youBelieve it or not????????My prospects are few????????????But I'll roll up my shirtsleevesAnd ??????Just to show that I love youBelieve it or notTo show that I love youBelieve it or notDone time ???????Done time on the streetDone time on the upswingDone time in defeatI know what I'm askingI know it's a lotJust to say that I love youBelieve it or not????????????Music togetherIn a world time forgotLet me show how I love youBelieve it or notLet me show how I love youBelieve it or notLet me show how I love youBelieve it or notLet me show how I love youBelieve it or not</text>
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<text>You walk into the room with your pencil in your handYou see somebody naked and you say "Who is that man?"You try so hard but you don't understandjust what you will say when you get homebecause something is happening here but you don't know what it isdo you, Mr. Jones?You raise up your head and you ask "Is this where it is?"and somebody points to you and says "It's his"and you say "what's mine?" and somebody else says "well what is?"and you say "Oh my god am I here all alone?"but something is happening and you don't know what it isdo you, Mr. Jones?You hand in your ticket and you go watch the geekwho immediatly walks up to you when he hears you speakand says "How does it feel to be such a freak?"and you say "impossible" as he hands you a boneand something is happening here but you don't know what it isdo you, Mr. Jones?You have many contacts among the lumberjacksto get you facts when someone attacks your imaginationbut nobody has any respect, anyway they already expectyou to all give a check to tax-deductible charity organizationsAh you've been with the professors and they've all liked your looksWith great lawyers you have discussed lepers and crooksYou've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's booksYou're very well read, it's well knownBut something is happening here and you don't know what it isdo you, Mr. Jones?Well the sword-swallower he comes up to you and then he kneelsHe crosses himself and then he clicks his high heelsand without further notice he asks you how it feelsand he says "Here is your throat back, thanks for the loan"And you know something is happening but you don't know what it isdo you, Mr. Jones?Now you see this one-eyed midget shouting the word "now"and you say "for what reason?" and he says "how"And you say "what does this mean?" and he screams back "You're a cow""Give me some milk or else go home"And you know something's happening but you don't know what it isdo you, Mr. Jones?Well you walk into the room like a camel and then you frownYou put your eyes in your pocket and your nose on the groundThere ought to be a law against you coming aroundYou should be made to wear earphonesCause something is happening and you don't know what it isdo you, Mr. Jones?Whoooaaaooooh</text>
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<text>In the attics of my lifeFull of cloudy dreams unrealFull of tastes no tongue can knowAnd lights no eye can seeWhen there was no ear to hearYou sang to meI have spent my lifeSeeking all that's still unsungBent my ear to hear the tuneAnd closed my eyes to seeWhen there were no strings to playYou played to meIn the book of love's own dreamWhere all the print is bloodWhere all the pages are my daysAnd all my lights grow oldWhen I had no wings to flyYou flew to meYou flew to meIn the secret space of dreamsWhere I, dreaming, lay amazedWhen the secrets all are toldAnd the petals all unfoldWhen there was no dream of mineYou dreamed of me</text>
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card_68776.xml
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<text>Sleepy alligator in the noonday sunLying by the river just like he usually done[he can] Call for his whiskey,[he can] call for his tea,Call all he want to, but he can't call me.Oh no! well, I been there before,And I ain't coming back around here no more.Creepy alligator coming all around the bend,talkin' about the times when we was mutual friendsI'll check my memory, and I'll check it quick, yes I willI'll check it running some old kind of trickWoh oh, waiting for a rainy dayWoh oh, waiting for a rainy dayI think you're running some old kind of trickOh no! well, I been there before,and I'm not coming back around here no more.Riding down the river in an old canoea bunch of [bugs/bottles] and old tennis shoesout of the river, all ugly and green[came the] the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen!Teeth big and pointy, and his eyes were bugging outContract the union, put the beggar??? to rout???Screaming and yelling, he was licking his chopsHe never run, he just stumbles and hopsJust out of prison on six dollars bailMumbles and bitches and a wagging his tailAlligator running round my doorAlligator running round my doorAlligator running round my doorAlligator's creeping round and crawling round my cabin floor,He'll be coming round to bother me some more.</text>
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card_71748.xml
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<text>Greek Theater (U of California), Berkeley, CA</text>
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<text> Watchtower,</text>
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<text>"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to thethief,"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,None of them along the line know what any of it is worth.""No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."All along the watchtower, princes kept the viewWhile all of the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.</text>
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<text>Lay down my dear brothersLay down and take your restI want you to lay your headUpon your savior's breastI love you, woh,But Jesus loves you the best.And I bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnightAnd I bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnightAnd I bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnightAnd I bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnightLay down my dear brothersLay down and take your restI want you to lay your headUpon your savior's breastI love you, woh,But Jesus loves you the best.And we bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnightA for the Ark that wonderful boatAnd we bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnightB for the beast at the ending of the woodAnd we bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnight[You know/He] eat all the children [that/who] would not be good][-or- You know it [ate/eat] all the children [when they/that] [wouldn't/would not] be good]And we bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnightI remember right well, I remember right wellAnd we bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnightWalkin in Jerusalem just like JohnAnd we bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnight[Let the river Jordan carry us homeAnd we bid you goodnightGoodnight, goodnight]</text>
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<text>Loyola College, Chicago, IL *** First Show ***</text>
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<text>We'd had plenty of lovers. We had put in our time.We were anything but blind.As certain as angels of perpetual flight,When we met, we saw the light.This one for sure.This time forever.But it turned to sand,Slipping through our hands...As time slipped away.She was a stranger when I woke and saw her face.She moved in for the winter. Made a garden in May.Summer came, then the cold autumn grey.I was gone when she left me. There was nothing to leave --Swept away on a breeze.This one for sure.This time forever.But it turned to sand,Slipping through our hands...As time slipped away.She was a stranger when I woke and saw her face.</text>
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<text>Loyola College, Chicago, IL *** First Show ***</text>
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<text>Knockin on Heaven's Door,</text>
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<text>Mama, take this badge off of meI can't use it anymore.It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to seeI feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorMama, put my guns in the groundI can't shoot them anymore.That long black cloud is comin' downI feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorjust like so *many* times before...Come wipe these tears out from my eyesI can't shake them anymoreThe sun is setting down out of the skyI feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door</text>
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card_13408.xml
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<text>Robert Hunter/ Jerry Garcia/ Phil Lesh</text>
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<text>When I was just a little young boyPapa said, "Son, you'll never get farI'll tell you the reasonIf you want to know'Cause child of mineThere isn't really very far to go"Well baby, baby wants a gold diamond ringWants it more than most any old thingWell when I get those jelly roll bluesWhy I'd go and get anything in this world for youAnd down to the jewelry store packing a gunSaid "Wrap it up, I think I'll take this one.""A thousand dollars please," the jewelry man saidDupree said, "I'll pay this one off to you in lead"Well you know son you just can't figurefirst thing you know you're gonna pull that triggerand it's no wonder your reason goes badJelly roll will drive you stone madJudge said, "Son, you know it's gonna cost you some time."Dupree said, "Judge, you know that crossed my mind."Judge said, "N'fact it's gonna cost you your life."Dupree he 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 at home for awhile,then go 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 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 you reason most bad,jelly roll will drive you so 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 a shiny diamond ring.Ah oh do do do do do doooDo do do da do do do doDa do do do da da da deDa do doo doo doo da da da doo</text>
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card_28643.xml
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<text>If I had the world to giveI'd give it to youlong as you live, would you let it fallor hold it all in your arms?If I had a song to singI'd sing it to youas long as you live, lullabyeor maybe a plain serenadewouldn't you laugh, dance, and cry or be afraidat the trade you madeI may not have the world to give to youbut maybe I have a tune or twoonly if you let me be your worldwould I ever give this world to you,could I ever give this world to you.But I will give what love I have to give,I will give what love I have to give,I will give what love I have to give,long as I live.If I had a star to giveI'd give it to youlong as you live, would you have the timeto watch it shine, watch it shineor ask for the moon and heaven too,I'd give it to you.Maybe I've got no star to spareor anything fine or even rareonly if you let me be your worldwould I ever give this world to you,could I ever give this world to you.</text>
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card_22770.xml
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<text>Some think the world is made for fun and frolicAnd so do I! And so do I!Some think it well to be all melancholicTo pine and sigh, to pine and sighBut I, I love to spend my time in singingSome joyous song, some joyous songTo set the air with music bravely ringingIs far from wrong, is far from wrong Harken! Harken! Music sounds afar Tralala... Joy is everywhere, funiculi funicula!Ah me! 'Tis strange that some should take to sighingAnd like it well, and like it wellFor me, I have not thought it worth the tryingSo cannot tell, so cannot tellWith laugh and dance and song the day soon passesFull soon is gone, full soon is goneFor mirth was made for joyous lads and lassesTo call their own, to call their own</text>
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card_60914.xml
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<text>Veterans' Memorial Hall, Colombus, OH</text>
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<text>I saw a werewolf with a chinese menu in his handWalking through the streets of Soho in the rain.He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook'sGoing to get himself a big dish of beef chow mein.Werewolves of London.If you hear him howling around your kitchen doorBetter not let him in.Little old lady got mutilated late last night,Werewolves of London again.Werewolves of London.He's the hairy handed gent who ran amuck in KentLately he's been overheard in MayfairBetter stay away from himHe'll rip your lungs out JimI'd like to meet his tailorWerewolves of LondonWell, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the QueenDoing the Werewolves of LondonI saw Lon Chaney Jr. walking with the QueenDoing the Werewolves of LondonI saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic'sHis hair was perfectWerewolves of LondonDraw blood</text>
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card_52539.xml
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<text>Gazing at the fire,Burning by the waterBefore he speaksThe world around us quietsWith eyes as sharp as arrowsAnd turning to the fireHe clears the airAnd cuts it with a featherMany in the circleSlowly round the fireWhen he is doneI want to know him betterNo one is forsakenNo one is a liarHe plants the tree of life on our foreheadsWith waterHe humsThere are drumsFour windsRising sunsWe are singing and praying,I hear our what he's sayingI remember breezesFrom winds inside your bodyKeep me high...Like I told youI'll sing to them this storyAnd know why</text>
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card_87494.xml
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<text>Jerry Garcia/ Phil Lesh/Robert Hunter</text>
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<text>Aoxomoxoa/Live Dead</text>
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<text>Saint Stephen with a rose,in and out of the garden he goes,country garland in the wind and the rain,wherever he goes the people all complain.Stephen prospered in his time,well he may and he may decline.Did it matter, does it now?Stephen would answer if he only knew how.Wishing well with a golden bell,bucket hanging clear to hell,hell halfway twixt now and then,Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again.Lady finger, dipped in moonlight,writing "What for?" across the morning sky.Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer,darkness shrugs and bids the day goodbye.Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow,what a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned,several seasons with their treasons,wrapped the babe in scarlet covers, call it your own.Did he doubt or did he try?Answers aplenty in the bye and bye,talk about your plenty, talk about your ills,one man gathers what another man spills.Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain,seashore walk by the suds and the foam,been there so long, he's got to calling it home.Fortune comes a calling, calliope woman,spinning that curious sense of your own.Can you answer, "Yes I can"?but what would be the answer to the answer-man?High green chilly winds and windy vinesin loops around the twisted shafts of lavender,they're crawling to the sun.Underfoot the ground is patchedwith arms of ivy wrapped around the manzanita,stark and shiny in the breeze.Wonder who will water all the children of the gardenwhen they sigh about the barren lack of rain and droopso hungry 'neath the sky.William Tell has stretched his bow til it won't stretchno furthermore and/or it may require a change that hasn't come before.</text>
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card_42936.xml
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<text>Voices slide down off the mountainsunlight turning redfalls on the earth and it spreadseven the families lower their headsas they ride.Age old faces of the mountainslooming naturallyI wonder if they're looking at metheir monumental eyesI can feel.In the glow of the twilightthe thought of homereminds me now I'm reaching out to youanything I can do to be safe and warmin your arms.All I have from the heart of you.I'd met you anywhere in the countryor anywhere on the seaall over the world it could beI would follow you with the heart of me.Love calls echo in the valleydream come true tonightremembering you hold me tightin tomorrow morning's lightI will find you.When I awoke the stars were outand shining, shining for you and meAll I ever wanna be is safe and warm in your armsAll I have, from the heart of meAll I have, from the heart of meAll I have, from the heart of meAll I have, from the heart of me</text>
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<text>1940, Xmas eve, with a full moon over townStagger Lee met Billy de Lionand he blew that poor boy down.Do you know what he shot him for?What do you make of that?Cuz Billy de Lion threw the lucky dicewon Stagger Lee's Stetson hat.Bayo, Bayo, tell me how can this be?You arrest the girls for turning tricksbut you're scared of Stagger Lee.Stagger Lee is a madman and he shot my Billy dead.Bayo go get him or give the job to me.Delia de Lion, dear sweet Delia-DHow the hell can I arrest him? He's twice as big as me.Well don't ask me to go downtown - I won't come back alive,not only is that mother big but he packs a .45.Bayo, Delia said, just give me a gunhe shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung.She waded to the Lion's club through Billy de Lion's bloodstepped up to Stagger Lee at the bar,said, "Buy me a gin fizz, love."As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the ballsblew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hallBayo, Bayo, see you hang him highhe shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die.Delia went a walking down on Singapore Streeta three-piece band on the corner played "Nearer My God to Thee"but Delia whistled a different tune, what tune could it be?The song that woman sung was look out Stagger Lee.The song that Delia sung was look out Stagger Lee.The song that woman sung was look out Stagger Lee.The song that Delia sung was look out Stagger Lee.</text>
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<text>Went out last night to take a little round,Head to Little Sadie and I shot her down,Went right home, went to bed,Forty-four smokeless under my head.I began to think what a deed I'd done,Grabbed my head and away I run,Made a good run but a little slow,They overtook me in Jericho.While standin' on a corner reading the bill,Along came the sheriff from Thomasville,Says, "Old man, you ain't Brown,Remember the night you blow Sadie down.""Oh yes sir, my name is Lee,I murdered Little Sadie in the first degree,First degree, second degree,Got any papers won't you read 'em to me."Took me downtown all dressed in black,Put me on a train and sent me back,Sent me back to the county jail,Had no money for to go to bail.The judge and the jury they took the stand,Judge he held the paper in his right hand,Forty-one days, forty-one nights,Forty-one years to wear the ball and stripes.Went out last night to take a little round,Head to Little Sadie and I blow her down,Went right home, went to bed,Forty-four smokeless under my head.I began to think what a deed I'd done,Grabbed my head and away I run,Made a good run but a little slow,They overtook me in Jericho</text>
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<text>Northrop Auditorium, U. of Minn., Minneapolis MN</text>
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<text>Chorus:Comes a timeWhen the blind man takes your handSays don't you see?Gotta make it somehowOn the dreams you still believeDon't give it upYou got an empty cupThat only love can fillOnly love can fillBeen walking all morningWent walking all nightCan't see much differenceBetween the dark and lightAnd I feel the windAnd I taste the rainNever in my mindTo cause so much painChorusFrom day to dayJust letting it rideYou get so far awayFrom how it feels insideYou can't let go'Cause you're afraid to fallBut the day may comeWhen you can't feel at allChorus</text>
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card_46752.xml
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<text>Out on the lonely hillsideIn a cabin lone and smallLived the sweetest rose a-coloredMy Rosalie McFall.Her hair was blossom-coloredAnd her voice was sweet to meYou know that I will always love herAnd I hope that she loves me.I asked her to be my darlingAnd this is what you seeYou know I'm going to be happyWhen you will marry me.Then God way up in heavenOne day I heard him callI lost my bride, oh how I loved herMy Rosalie McFall.I searched the wide world overCities great and smallBut I never found anotherLike my Rosalie McFall.Out on the lonely hillsideIn a cabin lone and smallLived the sweetest rose a-coloredMy Rosalie McFall.</text>
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<text>Good, good morning. So good to see youWeren't just a dream of mine.Real as a raven.Real as thunder.Real as the sun shining.But still so very undefinedCan't imagine what's behindThose sleepy eyes.Ooooo..Little stranger, don't try to hide now.You look so young when you're afraid.There is no danger but from the devil.He may want you, but I'm in his way.You don't know how easy it is.You don't know how easy it is to love you.Ooooo..And comes the moonrise, when the dew falls.Don't be the sun that fades away.Don't leave me darkness. She is no lover.She hides the day.You don't know how easy it is.You don't know how easy it is to love you.You don't know how easy it is.You don't know how easy it is to love you.Ooooo..You don't know how easy it is.You don't know how easy it is to love you.</text>
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<text>I was born in Flatland, U.S.A.And all my dreams led me to L.A.Another case of rags to riches:I learned to throw some fancy pitches,And I found out what ain't, and which is,Just exactly cool.Heaven help the fool --Guess I showed the sons of bitches.Heaven help the fool --Got a place in Malibu --Like you've never seen.Pickin' out my lady friends --From Penthouse magazine.You ought to see the chrome gleamOn my Mercedes, all shiny and new.Hey, I'm the jack of diamonds,The boy with all the clues.Lotta pretty vanity --No, not me.Glorified insanity --No, not me.Fool!I'm a hypersurvivor, fast driver, stardriver,Heaven help the fool --Professional gimme-fiver.Heaven help the fool --Anything you want to be,You can buy, even get it free.Make yourself a smoother dancer.Fill your head with easy answers.Never a backward glancer,It's you who make the rules.Heaven help the fool --Never a backward glancer.Heaven help the fool --The middle of a pentagram --Heart of a star (what you are) --You can trade your soul for an electric guitar.Fool, lotta pretty vanity--No, not me.Fool, glorified insanity--No, not me.When they offer golden apples,Are you sure you'll refuse?Heaven help the fool.Just like a deaf man dancin',Like a blind man shootin' pool.Heaven help the fool.</text>
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card_62843.xml
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<text>Without a warning you broke my heart,takin' it baby, tore it apartand you left me standin' in the darksaid your love for me was dyin'.Come on baby, baby pleasecome on baby, cause I'm on my knees,turn on your lightslet it shine on meshine on your love lightlet it shine on melet it shine, let it shine, let it shine.When I get lonely in the middle of the nightand I need you darlin' to make things allrightSo come on baby, baby pleaseand I'm beggin' you baby cause I'm on my knees,turn on your lightslet it shine on meturn on your love lightlet it shine on melet it shine, let it shine, let it shine.Without a warning you broke my hearttakin' it baby tore it apart,and you left me standin' in the darkshine your love for me was dark.Come on baby, baby pleaseI'm beggin' you baby I'm on my knees,shine on your lightslet it shine on meturn on your love lightlet it shine on melet it shine, let it shine, let it shine.</text>
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card_71139.xml
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<text>I'll tell you about my babyYou know she comes aroundJust about five feet fourFrom her head all the way to the ground.You know she comes around hereAt just about midnightOh, she only comes to make me feel so goodShe only makes me feel alright.And her name isG-L-O-R-I-A !Gloria, Gloria, Gloria,I want to shout it every nightI want to shout it every day.I'll tell you about my babyWhen she walkin' down the street nowHey, my baby, she walks on her own two feet nowShe walk around hereJust about midnightShe only comes to make me feel goodOh, she make me feel alright.She come walkin' down my streetAnd then she come up to my houseAnd she go knockin' at my doorAnd then she come into my roomHey, she makes me feel alright.And her name isG-L-O-R-I-A !Gloria, Gloria, Gloria,I want to shout it every nightI want to shout it every day.</text>
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<text>Dark star crashesPouring its light into ashesReason tattersThe forces tear loose from the axisSearchlight castingfor faults in the clouds of delusionShall we go,You and I while we canThrough the transitive nightfall of diamonds?Mirror shattersIn formless reflections of matterGlass hand dissolvingIn ice petal flowers revolvingLady in velvetRecedes in the nights of goodbyeShall we goYou and I while we canThrough the transitive nightfall of diamonds?</text>
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card_15484.xml
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>Calling out around the worldAre you ready for a brand new beat?Summer's here and the time is rightFor dancing in the streetThey're dancing in ChicagoDown in New OrleansNew York CityAll we need is music, sweet musicThere'll be music everywhereThere'll be swinging and swaying and records playingAnd dancing in the streetIt doesn't matter what you wearJust as long as you are thereSo come on every guy, grab a girlEverywhere around the worldThey'll be dancingThey're dancing in the streetThis is an invitation across the nationA chance for folks to meetThere'll be laughing, singing, and music swingingAnd dancing in the streetPhiladelphia PABaltimore and D.C. nowCan't forget the Motor City</text>
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<text>Dancing in the Streets,</text>
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card_6905.xml
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.A rifle on my shoulder, six shooter in my hand;Oh Lord, I been all around this world.Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door.Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door.Before I have to walk in with my old 'forty-four.Oh Lord, I been all around this world.Momma and Poppa, little sister makes three.Momma and Poppa, little sister makes three.They're comin' in the mornin'; that's the last you'll see of me.Oh Lord, I been all around this world.Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone.Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone.I wouldn't mind your hangin', boys, but you wait in jail so long.Oh Lord, I been all around this world.Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.A rifle on my shoulder, six shooter in my hand;Oh Lord, I been all around this world.</text>
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<text>I'd rather be in some dark hollowWhere the sun don't ever shineThan to be in some big cityIn a small room with a girl on my mindSo blow your whistle, freight trainTake me far on down the trackI'm goin' awayI'm leavin' todayI'm goin', but I ain't comin' backI'd rather be in some dark hollowWhere the sun don't ever shineThan to be home alone, knowing that you're goneWould cause me to lose my mindSo blow your whistle, freight trainTake me far on down the trackI'm goin' awayI'm leavin' todayI'm goin', but I ain't comin' backI'd rather be in some dark hollowWhere the sun don't ever shineThan to see you're another man's darlin'And to know you won't ever be mineSo blow your whistle, freight trainTake me far on down the trackI'm goin' awayI'm leavin' todayI'm goin', but I ain't comin' back</text>
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<text>You say you want to try againwell you don't realizethat I have a better end in mindIt doesn't seem you really have toclose your eyes to seeThough I hope you don't need meYou are so far from meThere was something I had caught inside??? ?????? ???It doesn't seem you really have toclose your eyes to seeyou have been all you'll beit's just you babeand we can't relate at allIt doesn't seem you really have toclose your eyes to seeThough I hope you don't need meYou are so far from meThis time's the last time I want to say no morethis song's my last song for youthere's just nothing here to hold on to babenothing to hold on to</text>
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card_34821.xml
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>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 manOne gonna treat me rightI work hard in the daytimeSure get stoned at nightBig boss man, can't you hear me when I call?You ain't so bigYou just tall, that's just about all</text>
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<text>I feel tears welling up from down deep inside,like my heart's gotta be free,instead of lonliness sharp and painfulthat I may never shake.You might think that I'm taking it hardsince you broke me off with a call,Well, I'll wager that I'll hide in sorrow andI might lay right down and ball.Now the race is on and here comes pride up the back stretch,heartaches a goin' to the inside,my tears are holding back,tryin' not to fall.My heart's out of the running,true love scratched for another's sake,the race is on and it looks like heartaches,and the winner loses all.One day I ventured in love never once suspectingwhat the final result would be.I live in fear of waking up each morning,and finding that you're gone from me.There's an aching pain in my heartfor the name of the one that I hated to face,someone else came out to win her,and I came out in second place.Now the race is on and here comes pride up the back stretch,heartaches a goin' to the inside,my tears are holding back,tryin' not to fall.My heart's out of the running,true love scratched for another's sake,the race is on and it looks like heartaches,and the winner loses all.Now the race is on and here comes pride up the back stretch,heartaches a goin' to the inside,my tears are holding back,tryin' not to fall.My heart's out of the running,true love scratched for another's sake,the race is on and it looks like heartaches,and the winner loses all.</text>
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine,and my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,would you hear my voice come thru the music,would you hold it near as it were your own?It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,perhaps they're better left unsung.I don't know, don't really carelet there be songs to fill the air.Ripple in still water,when there is no pebble tossed,nor wind to blow.Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,if your cup is full may it be again,let it be known there is a fountain,that was not made by the hands of men.There is a road, no simple highway,Between the dawn and the dark of night,and if you go no one may follow,that path is for your steps alone.Ripple in still water,when there is no pebble tossed,nor wind to blow.You who choose, to lead must follow,but if you fall you fall alone,if you should stand then who's to guide you?If I knew the way I would take you home.</text>
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<text>Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train,Feeling nearly faded as my jeans,Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained,Took us all the way to New Orleans.I took my harp on out of my dirty red bandana,I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues,With them windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby clappin' hands,We finally sang near ever song that driver knew.Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do.Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free.Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me, Bobby McGee.From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,Bobby shared the secrets of my soul,standing right beside me, Lord, in everything I done,Bobby's body kept me from the cold.Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,Lookin' for that home, I hope she finds,And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterdayHolding Bobby's body close to mine.Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose.Nothin' was all she left for me.Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me, Bobby McGee.Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do.Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free.Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me, Bobby McGee.</text>
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<text>My grandma and your grandma were sittin' by the fireMy grandma tol' your grandma I'm gonna set your flag on fire[chorus]Talkin' 'boutHey now, Hey nowHey now, Hey nowIko-Iko on dehOohJacamo feno ah na nayJacamo fe na nayLook at my king all dressed in redIko-Iko on dehI bet you five dollars he'll kill you dead[chorus]My flag boy and your flag boy sittin' by the fireMy flag boy tol' your flag boy I'm gonna set your flag on fire[chorus]See that guy all dressed in greenIko-Iko on dehHe not a man he's a lovin' machine[chorus][chorus][chorus][chorus][chorus][chorus]Iko!---------------trad. version---------Iko, iko, iko iko an day,Jock-a-mo filo an-da-dayJock-a-mo dee-na nay.My spy boy met your spy boy,Sittin' by the fire.My spy boy told your spy boyI'm gonna set your flag on fire.Iko, iko, iko iko an day,Jock-a-mo filo an-da-dayJock-a-mo dee-na nay.Little boy sat in the corner and cryBig boy came and asked him whyI can't play like the big boys doBig boy sat down and he cried too.</text>
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<text>The Palestra, University of Rochester, Rochester, NY</text>
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<text>You must leave, now take what you need you think will lastWhatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.Yonder stands your orphan with his gun;He is crying like a fire in the sun.Look out; all those saints are coming throughAnd it's all over now, Baby Blue,And it's all over now, Baby Blue.The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense.Take what you have gathered from coincidence.The empty handed painter from your streetIs drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.The sky too is folding under you,And it's all over now Baby Blue.All your seasick sailors, they are rowing homeYour empty-handed armies are going home.Your lover who has just walked out your doorhas taken all his blankets off the floor.The carpet too is moving under you,And it's all over now Baby Blue.Leave your stepping stones behind, there's something calls for youForget about the dead you've left, they will not follow youThe vagabond who's rapping at your doorIs standing in the clothes you once wore.Strike another match, go start anew,And it's all over now Baby Blue,And it's all over now Baby Blue,And it's all over now Baby Blue.</text>
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<text>Been all around this whole round world,on our journey; got back today.cWork all week, honey, I give it all to you,honey, oh baby, what more can I say.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.You know this life I'm livin's mighty high.One more word, Lord, in this town,keep a-tellin' their lies on me,Waged to my soul this ol' woman would die,keep a-tellin' their lies on me.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.You know this life I'm livin's mighty high.Been all around this whole round world,on our journey; got back today.Work all week, honey, I give it all to you,honey, oh baby, what more can I say.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.You know this life I'm livin's mighty high.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.Oh, babe, it ain't no lie.You know this life I'm livin's mighty high.</text>
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<text>Julie catch a rabbit by his hairCome back steppin' like to walk on airGet back home where you belongAnd don't you run off no moreDon't hang your head and let the two time rollGrass shack nailed to a pine wood floorAsk the time baby I don't knowCome back later, gonna let it showI say row Jimmy rowGonna get there, I don't knowSeems a common way to goGet down and row,row,row,row,rowHere's a half a dollar if you dareDouble twist when you hit the airLook at Julie down belowThe levee doin' the do-pas-oI say row Jimmy rowGonna get there, I don't knowSeems a common way to goGet down and row,row,row,row,rowBroken heart don't feel so badYou ain't got half of what you thought you hadRock you baby to and froNot too fast and not too slowI say row Jimmy rowGonna get there, I don't knowSeems a common way to goGet down and row,row,row,row,rowThat's the way it's been in townEver since they tore the juke box downTwo bit piece don't buy no moreNot so much as it done beforeI say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't knowSeems a common way to go, get out and row,row,row,row,row.I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't knowSeems a common way to go, get out and row,row,row,row,row.I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don't knowSeems a common way to go, get out and row,row,row,row,row.</text>
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<text>A pistol shot at five o'clockThe bells of heaven ringTell me what you done it forNo, I won't tell you a thingYesterday I begged youBefore I hit the groundAll I leave behind meIs only what I foundIf you can abide itLet the hurdy-gurdy playStranger ones have come by hereBefore they flew awayI will not condemn youNor yet would I denyI would ask the same of youBut failing, will not dieTake up your china dollIt's only fracturedAnd just a little nervous from the fallLa la la la la la la</text>
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<text>Well the first days are the hardest days,don't you worry any more,cause when life looks like easy street, there is danger at your door.Think this through with me, let me know your mind.Woh-oh, what I want to know, is are you kind?It's a buck dancer's choice my friend; better take my advice.You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice.Will you come with me, won't you come with me?Woh-oh, what I want to know, will you come with me?Goddamn, well I declare, have you seen the like?Their walls are built of cannonballs,their motto is "Don't tread on me."Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide,come with me, or go alone, he's come to take his children home.It's the same story the crow told me; it's the only one he know.Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go.Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait,Woh-oh, what I want to know, where does the time go?I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb;I got me a violin and I beg you call the tune,anybody's choice, I can hear your voice.Woh-oh, what I want to know, how does the song go?Come hear Uncle John's Band by the riverside,Got some things to talk about, here beside the risin' tide.Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide,Come on along, or go alone, he's come to take his children home.Woh-oh, what I want to know, how does the song go?Come hear Uncle John's Band by the riverside,Got some things to talk about here beside the risin' tide.Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide,Come on along, or go alone, he's come to take his children home.</text>
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card_38882.xml
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>Once upon a time there was an engineer;he drove a locomotive both far and nearaccompanied by a monkey who would sit on a stool,a-watchin' ev'rything the engineer would move.One day the engineer wanted a bite to eat.He left the monkey sittin' on the driver's seat.The monkey pulled the throttle, locomotive jumped the gunand did ninety miles an hour down the main line run.Big locomotive right on time,big locomotive comin' down the line,big locomotive number ninety nine,left the engineer with a worried mind.The engineer called up the dispatcher on the phone,told 'em all of how his locomotive was gone.Get on the wire, switch operator to right'cause the monkey's got the main line sewed up tight.Switch operator got the message in time,said "There's a north bound limited on the same main line.Open up the switch; I'm gonna let her through the hole'cause the monkey's got the locomotive under control."Big locomotive right on time,big locomotive comin' down the line,big locomotive number ninety nine,met the engineer with a worried mind.Worried mind.Worried mind.</text>
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<text>Drivin' that trainHigh on cocaineCasey Jones you'd better watch your speedTrouble aheadTrouble behindAnd you know that notion just crossed my mindThis old engine makes it on timeLeaves Central Station 'bout a quarter to nineHits River Junction at seventeen toAt a quarter to ten you know it's travelin' againDrivin' that trainHigh on cocaineCasey Jones you'd better watch your speedTrouble aheadTrouble behindAnd you know that notion just crossed my mindTrouble ahead, the lady in redTake my advice, you'd be better off deadSwitchman sleeping, train hundred and twoIs on the wrong track and headed for youDrivin' that trainHigh on cocaineCasey Jones you'd better watch your speedTrouble aheadTrouble behindAnd you know that notion just crossed my mindTrouble with you is the trouble with meWe got two good eyes but we still don't seeCome round the bend, you know it's the endThe fireman screams and the engine just gleamsDrivin' that trainHigh on cocaineCasey Jones you'd better watch your speedTrouble aheadTrouble behindAnd you know that notion just crossed my mindAnd you know that notion just crossed my mind</text>
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>You told me goodbye, how was I to knowyou didn't mean goodbye, you meant please don't let me go?I was having a high time, living the good life,well I know.The wheels are muddy, got a ton of hay,now listen here, Baby, cause I mean what I say.I'm having a high time, living the good life,well I know.I was losing time, I had nothing to do,no one to fight, I came to you.Wheels broke down, leader won't draw,the line is busted, the last one I saw.Tomorrow come trouble, tomorrow come pain,now don't think too hard Baby, cause I know what I'm saying.I could show you a high time, living the good life,don't be that way.Nothing's for certain, it could always go wrong,come in when it's raining, go on out when it's gone.We could have us a high time, living the good life,well I know.</text>
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card_31922.xml
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<text>Lazy lightning.Sleepy fire in your eyes.Is that desire in disguise?I keep on tryin' but I--I can't get throughLazy lightning.I'd like to find the proper potionTo try and capture your emotion.You're right beside me but I--I can't get through.You're a loop of lazy lightning,Liquid loop of lazy lightning,Must admit you're kinda fright'ning,But you really get me high.So exciting,When I hear your velvet thunder.Seems so near I start to wonder,Would you come closer if I--I asked you to?So inviting,The way you're messin' with my reason.It's an exception but it's pleasin'Tell me a lie and I will swearI'll swear it's true.You're a loop of lazy lightning,Liquid loop of lazy lightning,Must admit you're kinda fright'ning,Liquid loop of lazy lightning.Rope of fire 'round my heart,Rope of fire ever tight'nin',Rope of fire 'round my heart,It's either lunacy or lightnin'.Lazy lightningThe way you always 'lectrify meSomeday I know you'll satisfy meAnd all that lightning will be my lightning tooMy lightning too.</text>
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card_52773.xml
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<text>Well, dizzy ain't the wordFor the way that you're making me feel nowWell, I need some indication, girlIf all of this is real nowCome on and tell me girlWell, I've heard it said there's something wrong in my head, nowGot to help me, girlCould it be infatuationOr am I just being misled now?Little ball of inspirationThe way you strike me nowYou're strikin' my imaginationGot the lightning nowCause me such excitation, got the lightning now'Bout to end my suffocation, come on strike me nowLittle ball of inspirationThe way you strike me nowYou're strikin' my imagination</text>
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card_38982.xml
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<text>Polo Field, Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, CA - 1</text>
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<text> Morning Dea,</text>
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<text>Walk me out in the morning dew my honey,Walk me out in the morning dew today.I can't walk you out in the morning dew my honey,I can't walk you out in the morning dew today.I thought I heard a baby cry this morning,I thought I heard a baby cry today.You didn't hear no baby cry this morning,You didn't hear no baby cry today.Where have all the people gone my honey,Where have all the people gone today.There's no need for you to be worrying about all those people,You never see those people anyway.I thought I heard a young man born (mourn?) this morning,I thought I heard a young man born (mourn?) today,I thought I heard a young man born (mourn?) this morning,I can't walk you out in the morning dew today.Walk me out in the morning dew my honey,Walk me out in the morning dew today.I'll walk you out in the morning dew my honey,I guess it doesn't really matter anyway,I guess it doesn't matter anyway,I guess it doesn't matter anyway,I guess it doesn't matter anyway,Guess it doesn't matter anyway.</text>
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<text>18</text>
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<text>8</text>
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card_37898.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>On the day when I was born Daddy sat down and cried.I had the mark just as plain as day; it could not be denied.They say that Cain caught Abel rollin' loaded dice;Ace of Spades behind his ear, him not thinkin' twice.Halfstep Mississippi uptown toodelooHello, baby, I'm gone, goodbyeHave a cup of rock and ryeFarewell to you old Southern skiesI'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 smokin' leather.I nailed a retread to my feet and prayed for better weather.Halfstep Mississippi uptown toodelooHello, baby, I'm gone, goodbyeHave a cup of rock and ryeFarewell to you old Southern skiesI'm on my way, on my way.They say that when your ship comes in, the first man takes the sails;The second takes the afterdeck, the third, the planks and rails.What's the point in callin' shots; this cue ain't straight in line.Cue ball's made of styrofoam and no one's got the time.Halfstep Mississippi uptown toodelooHello, baby, I'm gone, goodbyeHave a cup of rock and ryeFarewell to you old Southern skiesI'm on my way, on my way. on my way.Across the Rio Grande,Across the lazy river.Across the Rio Grandio,Across the lazy river,Across the Rio Grandio,Across the lazy river.</text>
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<text>9</text>
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<text>4</text>
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<text>7</text>
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<content>
<layer>background</layer>
<id>42</id>
<text>7</text>
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<name></name>
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card_90113.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>I can't get no satisfactionI can't get no girl with action'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try,I can't get no, I can't get no,When I'm driving in my car, and that man comes on the radio;And he's telling me more and moreAbout some useless informationSupposed to fire my imaginationI can't get no, oh no, no, no.Hey, hey, hey! That's what I say!I can't get no satisfactionI can't get no satisfaction'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try,I can't get no, I can't get no,When I'm watchin' my TV, and that man comes on to tell meHow white my shirts should be,Well, he can't be a man,'Cause he doesn't smoke the same cigarettes as me.I can't get no satisfactionI can't get no satisfaction'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try,I can't get no, I can't get no,When I'm ridin' 'round the world, and I'm doing this and I'msignin' thatAnd I'm tryin' to make some girl,She says Baby better come back later next week,'Cause you see I'm on a losing streak.I can't get no, I can't get no,I can't get no satisfaction,No satisfaction,No satisfaction,No satisfaction.</text>
</content>
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<id>40</id>
<text>2</text>
</content>
<content>
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<text>1</text>
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<name></name>
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card_17350.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>When you go down to Deep ElemPut your money in your shoesThe women in Deep ElemGot them Deep Elem BluesOh, sweet mamaYour daddy's got them Deep Elem BluesOh, sweet mamaYour daddy's got them Deep Elem BluesOnce I knew a preacherPreached the Bible through and throughHe went down to Deep Elem, LordHis preachin' days were throughOh, sweet mamaYour daddy's got them Deep Elem BluesOh, sweet mamaYour daddy's got them Deep Elem BluesWhen you go down to Deep ElemPut your money in your socksThe ladies in Deep ElemWill put you on the rocks.Oh, sweet mamaYour daddy's got them Deep Elem BluesOh, sweet mamaYour daddy's got them Deep Elem BluesIf you go down to Deep ElemTo have a little fun,Have your fifty dollars readyWhen the policeman comes.Oh, sweet mamaYour daddy's got them Deep Elem BluesOh, sweet mamaYour daddy's got them Deep Elem Blues</text>
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<text>DEEP</text>
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<text>1</text>
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<text>27</text>
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card_8117.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>Well, my mama told me, my papa told me tooWell, my mama told me, my papa told me tooWell, 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 timeWent 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 tooNow, my momma told me, poppa told me tooWell, 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.</text>
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<text>26</text>
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<id>20</id>
<text>9</text>
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<text>3</text>
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<text>2</text>
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<id>42</id>
<text>1</text>
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card_27987.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>I need a woman `bout twice my age,A lady of nobility, gentility and rage --A splendor in the dark -- lightnin' on the draw.We'll go right through the book, and break each and every law.I got a feeling, and it won't go away. oh, no.Just one thing, then I'll be okay.I need a miracle every day.I need a woman `bout twice my height --Statuesque, raven-tressed, a goddess of the nightWith a secret incantations, candles burning blue.We consult the spirits.Maybe they'll know what to do.And it's real, and it won't go away. Oh, no.Can't get around, and I can't run away.I need a miracle every day.I need a woman `bout twice my weight --A ton of fun, who packs a gun with all that other freight.Find her in a sideshow. Leave her in L.A.Ride her like a surfer riding on a tidal wave.And it's real. Believe what I say, yeah.Just one thing that I got to say:I need a miracle every day.It takes dynamite to get me up.Too much of everything is just enough.One more thing: I just got to say,I need a miracle every day!(I need a miracle, every day.) Every day --(I need a miracle, every day.) Every day --(I need a miracle, every day.) Got to be the only...(I need a miracle. I need a miracle.) ...</text>
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<text>26</text>
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<text>18</text>
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<text>MIRA</text>
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<text>21</text>
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<id>40</id>
<text>13</text>
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<text>18</text>
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<content>
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<text>19</text>
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card_54842.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>Great American Music Hall, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<id>23</id>
<text>28</text>
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<text>29</text>
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<text>23</text>
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<id>26</id>
<text>15</text>
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<text>13</text>
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<content>
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<id>28</id>
<text>8</text>
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<id>30</id>
<text>4</text>
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<id>31</id>
<text>6</text>
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<content>
<layer>background</layer>
<id>32</id>
<text>7</text>
</content>
<content>
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<id>33</id>
<text>8</text>
</content>
<content>
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<id>34</id>
<text>6</text>
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<content>
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<id>35</id>
<text>12</text>
</content>
<content>
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<id>11</id>
<text> The Music Never Stopped,</text>
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<id>116</id>
<text>There's mosquitoes on the river.Fish are rising up like birds.It's been hot for seven weeks now,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 in my feet, now.Listen, here it comes again!There's a band out on the highway.They're high-steppin' into town.They're a rainbow full of sound.It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns --Everybody's dancing.Come on, children. Come on, children,Come on clap your hands.Sun went down in honey.Moon came up in wine.Stars were spinnin' dizzy,Lord, the band kept us so busyWe forgot about the time.They're a band beyond descriptionLike Jehovah's favorite choir.People joinin' hand in handWhile the music plays the band.Lord, they're setting us on fire.Crazy rooster crowin' midnight.Balls of lightning roll along.Old men sing about their dreams.Women laugh and children scream,And the band keeps playin' on.Keep on dancin' through to daylight.Greet the morning air with song.No one's noticed, but the band's all packed and gone.Was it ever here at all?But they keep on dancing.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.The fields are full of dancing,Full of singing and romancing,'Cause the music never stopped.</text>
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<id>36</id>
<text>13</text>
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<content>
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<id>130</id>
<text>MNS</text>
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<id>37</id>
<text>7</text>
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<text>6</text>
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<id>39</id>
<text>12</text>
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<content>
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<id>40</id>
<text>7</text>
</content>
<content>
<layer>background</layer>
<id>41</id>
<text>10</text>
</content>
<content>
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<id>42</id>
<text>11</text>
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<name></name>
<script></script>
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card_43127.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>Would not marry a fat girlTell you the reason whyFat girls will even do things on the slyLook for your dinner to be good and hotShe never ever put a stewbone in the potShe's on the road again (sure as you're born)Natural-born easement on the road againShe's on the road again (sure as you're born)Friend come by, say he's looking for his hatWants to know, where's your husband atSay 'I don't know, he's on the way to the pen'Say 'Come on, pretty mama, let's get on the road again'She's on the road again (sure as you're born)Natural-born easement on the road againShe's on the road again (sure as you're born)I went to my house, my front door was lockedWent 'round my window, well, my window was lockedI jumped right back, shook my headBig ol' rounder in my foldin' bedShot through the window, broke the glassI never seen that little rounder run so fastShe's on the road again (sure as you're born)Natural-born easement on the road againShe's on the road again (sure as you're born)She's on the road again (sure as you're born)Natural-born easement on the road againShe's on the road again (sure as you're born)</text>
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<id>130</id>
<text>OTRA</text>
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<id>13</id>
<text>2</text>
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<name></name>
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card_5361.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>You must leave, now take what you need you think will lastWhatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.Yonder stands your orphan with his gun;He is crying like a fire in the sun.Look out; all those saints are coming throughAnd it's all over now, Baby Blue,And it's all over now, Baby Blue.The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense.Take what you have gathered from coincidence.The empty handed painter from your streetIs drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.The sky too is folding under you,And it's all over now Baby Blue.All your seasick sailors, they are rowing homeYour empty-handed armies are going home.Your lover who has just walked out your doorhas taken all his blankets off the floor.The carpet too is moving under you,And it's all over now Baby Blue.Leave your stepping stones behind, there's something calls for youForget about the dead you've left, they will not follow youThe vagabond who's rapping at your doorIs standing in the clothes you once wore.Strike another match, go start anew,And it's all over now Baby Blue,And it's all over now Baby Blue,And it's all over now Baby Blue.</text>
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<text>4</text>
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<text>9</text>
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<content>
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<text>BABL</text>
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<id>38</id>
<text>9</text>
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<content>
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<text>8</text>
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<content>
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<text>3</text>
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<content>
<layer>background</layer>
<id>19</id>
<text>2</text>
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<content>
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<id>13</id>
<text>2</text>
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<content>
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<id>14</id>
<text>1</text>
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<content>
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<id>39</id>
<text>10</text>
</content>
<content>
<layer>background</layer>
<id>40</id>
<text>1</text>
</content>
<content>
<layer>background</layer>
<id>41</id>
<text>1</text>
</content>
<content>
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<id>42</id>
<text>6</text>
</content>
<name></name>
<script></script>
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card_24237.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>Gonna see some good timesSome times to make up for when I'm not feeling wellI must be due some great times'Cause right now I feel like hellNever trust a woman who wears her pants too tight [repeat]See, I might love you tomorrowBut, see, you'll be gone tomorrow nightCome tomorrow I get my pay and I'm gonna leave this town [repeat]You say you don't really love meAin't no reason to stick aroundGonna see some good timesGonna get to ring that bellGonna see some good timesSome times to make up for when I'm not feeling wellI must be due some great times'Cause right now I feel like hell</text>
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<name></name>
<script></script>
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card_10317.xml
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<!DOCTYPE card PUBLIC "-//Apple, Inc.//DTD card V 2.0//EN" "" >
<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>Fare you well, my honeyFare you well, my only true oneAll the birds that were singingAre flown except you aloneGoin' to leave this brokedown palaceOn my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, rollMake myself a bed by the watersideIn my time, in my time I will roll, roll, rollIn a bed, in a bedBy the waterside I will lay my headListen to the river sing sweet songsTo rock my soulRiver goin' to take me, sing me sweet and sleepySing me sweet and sleepy all the way back homeIt's a far gone lullaby, sung many years agoMama, mama many worlds I've comeSince I first left homeGoin' home, goin' homeBy the waterside I will lay my bonesListen to the river sing sweet songsTo rock my soulGoing to plant a weepin' willowOn the bank's green edge it will grow, grow, growSing a lullaby beside the waterLovers come and goThe river roll, roll, rollFare you well, fare you wellI love you more than words can tellListen to the river sing sweet songsTo rock my soul</text>
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<text>10</text>
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<text>11</text>
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<content>
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<text>BROK</text>
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<text>9</text>
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<text>7</text>
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<text>Great North Special, would you all boardYou can't find a ride like that no more,The night the chariot swung down lowNinety-nine children had a chance to go.One long party from front to endTune to the whistle going round the bend,No great hurry, what do you say?Might as well try to be every good way.Might as well, might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well.Ragtime slowly for twenty-five milesthen switch over to the cajun styleBar car blowing rhythm and blues,Rock 'n roll wailing in the old caboose.Long train running from coast to coastBringing home a party when you need it the mostWork on the box car, beat on the bellNothing else shaking so you might just as well.Might as well, might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well.Never had such a good time in my life beforeI'd like to have it one time moreWoh! one good ride from start to end,I'd like to take that ride again, again!Ran out of track and I caught the planeback in the county with the blues againGreat North Special been on my mindI might like to ride it just one more time.Might as well, might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well,Might as well, might as well, might as well.</text>
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<text>Well, I married me a wifeShe's been trouble all my lifeRun me out in the cold rain and snowRain and snowRun me out in the cold rain and snowWell she's coming down the stairsCombing back her yellow hairAnd I ain't gonna be treated this wayThis a-wayAnd I ain't gonna be treated this a-wayWell, she went up to her roomAnd she sang a faithful tuneAnd I'm going where those chilly winds don't blowWinds don't blowAnd I'm going where those chilly winds don't blowWell, I married me a wifeShe's been trouble all my lifeRun me out in the cold rain and snowRain and snowRun me out in the cold rain and snowRun me out in the cold rain and snowRun me out in the cold rain and snowRun me out in the cold rain and snowRun me out in the cold rain and snowRun me out in the cold rain and snow</text>
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<text>When they come to take you downWhen they bring that wagon aroundWhen they come to call on youAnd drag your poor body downJust one thing I ask of youJust one thing for mePlease forget you knew my nameMy darling SugareeShake it, shake it SugareeJust don't tell them that you know meShake it, shake it SugareeJust don't tell them that you know meYou thought you was the cool foolWho never could do no wrongYou had everything sewed up tightHow come you lay awake all night long?Just one thing I ask of youJust one thing for mePlease forget you knew my nameMy darling SugareeShake it, shake it SugareeJust don't tell them that you know meShake it, shake it SugareeJust don't tell them that you know meWell in spite of all you gainedYou still have to stand out in the pouring rainOne last voice is calling youAnd I guess it's time you goJust one thing I ask of youJust one thing for mePlease forget you knew my nameMy darling SugareeShake it, shake it SugareeJust don't tell them that you know meShake it, shake it SugareeJust don't tell them that you know meShake it up now, SugareeI'll meet you at the jubileeAnd if that jubilee don't comeMaybe I'll meet you on the runJust one thing I ask of youJust one thing for mePlease forget you knew my nameMy darling SugareeShake it, shake it SugareeJust don't tell them that you know meShake it, shake it SugareeJust don't tell them that you know me</text>
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<text>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 blow.Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose?Ramble on baby, settle down easyRamble on Rose.Just like Jack and Jill, Momma told the sailorOne heat up, and one cool down, leave nothing for the tailor.Just like Jack and Jill, Poppa told the jailerOne go up, and one go down, do yourself a favor.Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose?Ramble on baby, settle down easyRamble on Rose.I am going to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime,I know this song it ain't never gonna end.I'm gonna march you up and down along the county line,Take you to the leader of a band.Just like Crazy Otto, just like Wolfman Jack,Sittin plush with a royal flush, aces back to back.Just like Mary Shelly, just like Frankenstein,Clank your chains and count your change and try to walk the line.Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose?Ramble on baby, settle down easyRamble on Rose.I am going to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime,I know this song it ain't never gonna end.I'm gonna march you up and down along the county line,Take you to the leader of a band.Goodbye Momma and PoppaGoodbye Jack and JillThe grass ain't greenerThe wine ain't sweeterEither side of the hill.Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose?Ramble on baby, settle down easyRamble on Rose.</text>
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<text>In the timbers of Fennariothe wolves are running roundthe winter was so hard and coldfroze ten feet 'neath the groundDon't murder meI beg of you, don't murder mePlease don't murder meI sat down to my supper'Twas a bottle of red whiskeyI said my pray'rs and went to bedThat's the last they saw of meDon't murder meI beg of you, don't murder mePlease don't murder meWhen I awoke, the dire wolfSix hundred pounds of sinWas grinning at my window,All I said was "Come on in"But don't murder meI beg of you, don't murder mePlease don't murder meThe wolf came in, I got my cardsWe sat down for a gameI cut my deck to the queen of spadesBut the cards were all the sameDon't murder meI beg of you, don't murder mePlease don't murder meIn the backwash of FennarioThe black and bloody mireThe dire wolf collects his dueWhile the boys sing 'round the fireDon't murder meI beg of you, don't murder mePlease don't murder meNo, no, noDon't murder meI beg of you, don't murder mePlease don't murder mePlease don't murder me</text>
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card_35624.xml
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<text>Man Smart, Woman Smarter, Women are Smarter, Man Smart / Woman Smarter,</text>
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<text>Let us put man and woman together,And see which one is smarter.Some say men, but I say "No!"The women got the man like a puppet show.(chorus:)It ain't me,It's the people that sayThe men are leading the women astray.But I say it's the women today,Smarter than the man in every way.That's right, the women are smarter.That's right, the women are smarter.That's right, the women are smarter.The women are smarter, that's right (that's right).Ever since the world began,The women been bendin' the ways of man,Listen Boys, 'cause but I've got a plan:Give it up! And don't try to understand.(chorus)Little boy sat on the corner and cry,Big man come and ask him "Why?""I can't do what the big boys do."The man sat down and he cried to.(chorus)</text>
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<text>To lay me down, once more, to lay me downwith my head in sparklin' cloverlet the world go by, all lost in dreamin'to lay me down, one last time, to lay me downTo be with you, once more, to be with you.with our bodies close togetherlet the world go by, like clouds a'streamin'to lay me down, one last time, to lay me downTo lay me down, to lay me downto lay me down, one last time, to lay me downto lie with you, once more, to lie with youwith our dreams entwined togetherto wake beside you, my love still sleepin'to tell sweet lies, one last time and say good nightto lay me down, to lay me downto lay me down, one last time, to lay me downto lay me down, one last time, to lay me downto lay me down, to lay me downto lay me down, to lay me downto lay me down</text>
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<text>Inspiration move me brightlyLight the song with sense and colorHold away despairMore than this I will not askFaced with mysteries dark and vastStatements just seem vain at lastSome riseSome fallSome climbTo get to TerrapinCounting stars by candelightAll are dim but one is brightThe spiral light of VenusRising first and shining bestOh! from the northwest cornerOf a brand new crescent moonCrickets and cicadas singA rare and different tune: Terrapin StationIn the shadow of the moon: Terrapin StationAnd 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 its brakes on(Terrapin) And the whistle is screamingTerrapin!</text>
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<text>Jerry Garcia/ Robert Hunter/ Billy Kreutzmann</text>
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<text>The wheel is turning and you can't slow down,you can't let go and you can't hold on,you can't go back and you can't stand still,if the thunder don't get ya then the lightning will.Won't you try just a little bit harder,couldn't you try just a little bit more?Won't you try just a little bit harder,couldn't you try just a little bit more?Round, round robin run round, gotta get back where you belong,little bit harder, just a little bit more,a little bit harder than ya gone before.The wheel is turning and you can't slow down,you can't let go and you can't hold on,you can't go back and you can't stand still,if the thunder don't get ya then the lightning will.Small wheel turnin' by the fire in the rod,big wheel turn by the grace of God,every time that wheel turn round,bound to cover just a little more ground.The wheel is turning and you can't slow down,you can't let go and you can't hold on,you can't go back and you can't stand still,if the thunder don't get ya then the lightning will.Won't you try just a little bit harder,couldn't you try just a little bit more?Won't you try just a little bit harder,couldn't you try just a little bit more?</text>
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<text>Firefly, can you see meShine on glowing, brief and brightlyCould you imagine one summer dayThat same night be on your wayDo you remember, hearts were too coldSeasons have frozen us into our soulsPeople saying the whole world is burningAshes have scattered too far to return themUpside out, inside downFalse alarm, the only game in townNo man's land, the only game in townTerrible, the only game in townPassenger, don't you hear meDestination seen unclearlyWhat is a man deep down insideBut a raging beast with nothing to hideUpside out, inside downFalse alarm, the only game in townNo man's land, the only game in townTerrible, the only game in town</text>
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<text>Robert Hunter/ Jerry Garcia/ Bill Kreutzmann</text>
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<text>In another time's forgotten spaceyour eyes looked from your mother's face,wildflower seed on sand and stonemay the four winds blow you safely home.Roll away the dew, roll away the dewRoll away the dew, roll away the dewI'll tell you where the four winds dwell,In Franklin's tower there hangs a bell,It can ring -- turn night to dayIt can ring like fire when you lose your way.Roll away the dew, roll away the dewRoll away the dew, roll away the dewGod save the child that rings that bell,It may have one good ring, baby you can't tell,One watch by night, one watch by dayIf you get confused listen to the music playSome come to laugh their past awaySome come to make it just one more day;Whichever way your pleasure tendsIf you plant ice, you're gonna harvest windRoll away the dew, roll away the dewRoll away the dew, roll away the dewIn Franklin's tower the four winds sleep,Like four lean hounds the lighthouse keep,Wildflower seeds in the sand and windMay the four winds blow you home againRoll away the dew, roll away the dewRoll away the dew, you better roll away the dewRoll away the dew, you better roll away the dew --roll away!Roll away the dew, you better roll away the dew --roll away!Roll away the dew, roll away the dew --roll away!Roll away the dew, roll away the dew</text>
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<text>If I had a gun for every ace I've drawn,I could arm a town the size of Abilene.Don't you push me baby, cause I'm moanin' low,and you know I'm only in it for the gold.All that I am asking for is ten gold dollars,and I can 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 Susie,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 moanin' low,Well, I know a little something you won't never know.Don't you touch hard liquor, just a cup of cold coffee,gonna get up in the morning and go.Everybody's bragging, and drinking that wine,I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines.Come to daddy, on an inside straight,well, I've got no chance of losing this time,well, I've got no chance of losing this time,well, I've got no chance of losing this time.</text>
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<text>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.We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown,rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.Had more trouble it turned into a struggle,half way 'cross Alabam,the 'hound broke down left us all strandedin downtown Birmingham.Straight off bought me a through train ticket,right across Mississippi cleanAnd I was on that midnight flyer out of BirminghamSmoking into New Orleans.Somebody help me get out of LouisianaJust help me get to Houston town.People are there who care a little 'bout meAnd they won't let the poor boy down.Sure as you're born, she bought me a silk suit,put luggage in my hands,And I woke up high over AlbuquerqueOn a jet to the promised land.Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte,flying over to the Golden State;When the pilot told us in thirteen minutesWe'd be headin' in the terminal gate.Swing low sweet chariot, come down easyTaxi to the terminal zone;Cut your engines, cool your wings,And let me make it to the telephone.Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,Tidewater four ten oh nineTell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'And the poor boy's on the line.</text>
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<text>I had a hard runRunnin' from your windowI was all night runnin', runnin'Lord, I wondered if you caredI had a run in, a runaround and a run downRun around the corner, LordI run smack into a treeI had to move, really had to moveThat's why if you pleaseI am on my bended kneesBertha, don't you come around here anymoreDressed myself in green, LordI went down under the seaTried to see what's goin' down LordTried to read between the linesI had a feelin' I was fallin', fallin', fallin'Lord, I turned around to seeHeard her voice a'callin',Thought you was runnin' back to meBack to meI had to move, really had to moveThat's why if you pleaseI am on my bended kneesBertha, don't you come around here anymoreRan into a rainstormI ducked back into a barn doorIt was all night pourin'But not a drop on meTest me, test me,Test me, test me, test meWhy don't you arrest me?Throw me in the jailhouseUntil the sun goes downTil it goes downI had to move, really had to moveThat's why if you pleaseI am on my bended kneesBertha, don't you come around here anymoreI had to move, really had to moveThat's why if you pleaseI am on my bended kneesBertha, don't you come around here anymore</text>
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<text>There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwellHe had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you we'll tellOh the truth to you we'll tellShe had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degreeBut none but Jack the sailor, her true love ever beOh her true love ever beJackie's gone a sailing, with trouble on his mindHe's left his native country and his darling girl behindOh his darling girl behindShe went down to a tailor shop and dressed in man's arrayShe climbed on board a vessel to convey herself awayOh convey herself awayBefore you get on board sir, your name we'd like to knowShe smiled on her countenance, they called her Jack-A-RoeOh they called her Jack-A-RoeI see your waist is slender, your fingers they are smallYour cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonballOh to face the cannonballI know my waist's too slender, my fingers they are smallbut it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fallOh to see ten thousand fallThe war soon being over she went and looked aroundamong the dead and wounded her darling boy she foundOh her darling boy she foundShe picked him up on in her arms and carried to the townshe sent for a physician to quickly heal his woundsOh to quickly heal his woundsThis couple they got married so well they did agreeThis couple they got married so why not you and me?Oh why not you and me?Oh why not you and me?</text>
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<text>Annie laid her head down in the roses,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.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, let 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 anymore.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,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.</text>
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<text>Well, this job I've gotIs just a little too hardRunnin' out of money, Lord I need more payI'm gonna wake up in the mornin', LordI'm gonna pack my bagsI'm gonna beat it on down the lineGoin' down the line, goin' down the lineGoin' down the line, goin' down the lineGoin' down the line, goin' down the lineBeat it on down the lineYes and I'll be waiting at the station, LordWhen that train pulls on byI'm a'goin' back where I belongI'm goin' back to that same old used to beDown in Joe Brown's coal mineCoal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mineCoal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mineCoal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mineDown in Joe Brown's coal mineYes I'm goin' back to that shackWay across that railroad trackUh huh, that's where I think I belongI got a sweet woman, LordShe's waitin' there for meAnd that's where I'm gonna make my happy homeHappy home, happy home, happy home, happy homeHappy home, happy home, happy home, happy homeHappy home, happy home, happy home, happy homeThat's where I'm gonna make my happy home</text>
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<text>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 moreThough I could not caution all, I still might warn a fewDon'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.</text>
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<text>Cold iron shackles, ball and chainListen to the whistle of the evening trainYou know you bound to wind up deadYou don't head back to Tennessee, JedRich 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, TennesseeThere ain't no place I'd rather beBaby, won't you carry me back to Tennessee?Drink all day and rock all night,the law come to get ya 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,Buddy, come quick with the iodineCatch a few winks, baby, under the bedThen you head back to Tennessee, JedTennessee, TennesseeThere ain't no place I'd rather beBaby, won't you carry me back to Tennessee?I run into Charlie FogHe blacked my eye and he kicked my dogMy dog he turned to me and he said,"Let's head back to Tennessee, Jed."I woke up a-feeling mean,Went down to play the slot machineThe wheels turned around and the letters readYou'd better head back to Tennessee, JedTennessee, TennesseeThere ain't no place I'd rather beBaby, won't you carry me back to Tennessee?Tennessee, TennesseeThere ain't no place I'd rather beBaby, won't you carry me back to Tennessee?</text>
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<text>Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,Way back up in the pines 'mong the evergreensThere in an old cabin made of earth and woodThere 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 shadeStrummin' to the rythmn that the drivers made.People passin' by would stop and say"My my, but that little country boy can play!"Go go, go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go;Go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go;Go Johnny B. Goode.His momma told him "Someday you will be a man.""You will be the leader of a big old bandThere'll be people comin' from miles aroundTo hear you play your music when the sun goes down.Maybe someday your name will be in lightsSayin' 'Johnny B. Goode Tonight'."Go go, go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go;Go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go;Go Johnny B. Goode.</text>
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card_55893.xml
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<text>Mary run around, sailin' up and down,looking for a shore 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 that it's true,Lord you can see that it's true,Lord you can see that it's true.He could pass his time, around some other linebut you know he choose this place beside her.Don't get in their way, there's nothing you can say,nothing that you need to add or do.They love each other,Lord you can see that it's true,Lord you can see that it's true,Lord you can see that it's true.It's nothing, they explain, it's like a diesel trainyou better not be there when it runs over,and when that train rolls in, you wonder where it's been,ya gotta try and see a little further.They love each other,Lord you can see that it's true,Lord you can see that it's true,Lord you can see that it's true.[ additional lyrics from ??Won't you believe, what I say is true?Everything I tell you I heard it first from you!Make a news report, you know 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,Ya gotta try and see a little further.They love each other.Lord you can see that it's true,Lord you can see that it's true,Lord you can see that it's true. ]</text>
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<text>Some folks trust to reasonOthers trust in mightI don't trust in nothingBut I know it come out rightSay it once again nowWhoah, I hope you understandWhen it's done and overA man is just a manPlayin'Playin' in the bandDaybreakDaybreak on the landSome folks look for answersOthers look for fightsSome folks up in treetopsJust looking for their kitesBut I can tell your futureOh, just look what's in your handBut I can't stop for nothin'I'm just playing in the band.Playin'Playin' in the bandDaybreakDaybreak on the landStanding on a towerWorld at my commandYou just keep it turnin'While I'm playing in the bandAnd if a man among youGot no sin upon his handLet him cast a stone at meFor playing in the bandPlayin'Playin' in the bandDaybreakDaybreak on the land</text>
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<text>Since it costs a lot to winAnd even more to loseYou and me bound to spend some timeWonderin' what to chooseGoes to show, you don't ever knowWatch each card you play and play it slowWait until that deal come roundDon't you let that deal go downOh, noI've been gamblin' hereaboutsFor ten good solid yearsIf I told ya all that went downIt would burn off both of your earsGoes to showYou don't ever knowWatch each card you play and play it slowWait until that deal come round,Don't you let that deal go downOh, noSince you poured the wine for meAnd tightened up my shoesI hate to leave you sitting thereComposing lonesome bluesGoes to showYou don't ever knowWatch each card you play and play it slowWait until that deal come round,Don't you let that deal go downDon't you let that deal go downDon't you let that deal go down</text>
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<text>I went down to the mountain, I was drinkin' some wine,looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign,written in fire across the heavens, plain as black and white;Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight.Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,Hey saturday night !Everybody's dancin' down the local armorywith a basement full of dynamite and light artillery.The temperature keeps risin', everybody gittin' high;come the rockin' stroke of midnite, the place is gonna fly.Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,Hey saturday night !Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news,says "I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues."These wives, they don't get crazy, Lord, they 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,Hey saturday night !When 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' shinin' sun.Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,Hey saturday night !Hey another Saturday night,Hey another Saturday night,Everybody gettin' right,Hey another Saturday night,One more saturday, one more Saturday night,Hey another Saturday night,Hey another Saturday night,Hey another Saturday night,One more saturday, one more saturday night.Hey another Saturday night,Hey another Saturday night,Hey another Saturday night,One more saturday, one more saturday night.</text>
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<text>Field House, University of Cincinnati, Cincinnati, OH</text>
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<text>Come all you pretty women with your hair hanging downOpen up your windows 'cause the Candyman's in townCome on boys and gamble, roll those laughing bonesSeven come eleven, boys, I'll take your money homeLook out, look out, the CandymanHere he come and he's gone againPretty lady ain't got no friendTil the Candyman comes around againI come in from MemphisWhere I learned to talk the jiveWhen I get back to MemphisBe one less man aliveGood morning, Mr. BensonI see you're doing wellIf I had me a shotgunI'd blow you straight to hellLook out, look out, the CandymanHere he come and he's gone againPretty lady ain't got no friendTil the Candyman comes around againCome on boys and wagerIf you have got the mindIf you've got a dollar, boysLay it on the lineHand me my old guitarPass the whiskey roundWon't you tell ev'rybody you meetThat the Candyman's in townLook out, look out, the CandymanHere he come and he's gone againPretty lady ain't got no friendTil the Candyman comes around again</text>
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<text>Moses come ridin' up on a quasar,His spurs was jingling, the door was ajarHis buckle was silver, his manner was boldI asked him to come on in out of the coldHis brain was boiling, his reason was spentIf nothing is borrowed, nothing is lentI asked him for mercy, he gave me a gunNow and again these things just got to be doneAbraham and Isaac a sitting on a fenceYou'd get right to work if you had any senseYou know the one thing we need is a left-hand monkeywrenchGideon come in with his eyes on the floorSaid "You ain't got a hinge, you can't close the door"Moses stood up a full six foot and tenSaid, "You can't close the door when the wall's caved in"I asked him for water, he poured me some wineWe finished the bottle and broke into mineYou get what you come for, you're ready to goAnd it's one in ten thousand they come for the showAbraham and Isaac diggin' on a wellMama come quick with the water witch spellCool clear water well you can't ever tellMoses come ridin' up on a quasarHis spurs were jingling, the door was ajarHis buckle was silver, his manner was boldI asked him to come on in out of the cold</text>
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<text>Inside you're burnin'.I can see clear through.Your eyes tell more than you mean them to:Lit up and flashing, like the reds and bluesOut there on the neon avenue.Still I feel like a stranger.Feel like a stranger.Well, the music's thundering,Restless and hot.You shoot glances across the room,And I can't stop wondering,Just what you got.Get the feeling I'm gonna find out real soon.Still I feel like a strangerFeel like a strangerWell you know, it's gonna get stranger,So let's get on with the show.Let's go.Yes and the wheels get smokin' `round midnight.You showed me a look that says, "Let's go."Yes and it feels `bout like runnin' a red light.Ain't no point in lookin' behind us, no.Still, I feel like a stranger, feel like a stranger.You know it's gonna get stranger.If it's love then how would I know?Let's get on with the show.Feel like a stranger.Feel like a stranger.Feel like a stranger.Gonna be a long long crazy crazy night.Gonna be a long long crazy crazy night.Silky silky crazy crazy night.It's gonna be a long long crazy crazy night.Silky silky crazy crazy night.</text>
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<text>You tell me this town ain't got no heartwell, well, well, you can never tellthe sunny side of the street is dark.well, well, well, you can never tellMaybe that's cuz it's midnightin the dark of the moon besidesMaybe the dark is from your eyes,Maybe the dark is from your eyes,Maybe the dark is from your eyes,Maybe the dark is from your eyes,Maybe the dark is from your eyes,Maybe the dark is from your eyes,You know you got such dark eyes!Nothing shakin' on Shakedown Streetused to be the heart of towndon't tell me this town ain't got no heartjust gotta poke around.You think you've seen this town clear throughwell, well, well, you can never tellnothing here that could interest youwell, well, well, you can never tellIt's not because you missed outon the thing that we had to stopMaybe you had too much to fastMaybe you had too much to fastMaybe you had too much to fastMaybe you had too much to fastMaybe you had too much to fastMaybe you had too much to fastor just over played your part.Nothing shakin' on Shakedown Streetused to be the heart of towndon't tell me this town ain't got no heartjust gotta poke around.Since I'm passing your way todaywell, well, well, you can never tellI just stopped in cuz I wanna say,well, well, well, you can never tellI recall your darknesswhen it crackled like a thundercloud.Don't tell me this town ain't got no heartDon't tell me this town ain't got no heartDon't tell me this town ain't got no heartDon't tell me this town ain't got no heartDon't tell me this town ain't got no heartDon't tell me this town ain't got no heartwhen I can hear it beat out loud!Nothing shakin' on Shakedown Streetused to be the heart of towndon't tell me this town ain't got no heartjust gotta poke around.</text>
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<text>All the years combineThey melt into a dreamA broken angel singsFrom a guitarIn the end there's just a songComes crying up the nightThrough all the broken dreamsAnd vanished yearsStella blueStella blueWhen all the cards are downThere's nothing left to seeThere's just the pavement leftAnd broken dreamsIn the end there's still that songComes crying like the windDown every lonely streetThat's ever beenStella blueStella blueI've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotelCan't win for tryingDust off those rusty strings just one more timeGonna make them shineIt all rolls into oneAnd nothing comes for freeThere's nothing you can holdFor very longAnd when you hear that songCome crying like the windIt seems like all this life was just a dreamStella blueStella blue</text>
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<text>Chords for the verse are E, Emaj7, Asus4, A, Em, C, B7</text>
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<text>Rat in a drain ditchCaught on a limbYou know better but I know himLike I told youWhat I saidSteal your face right off your headNow he's goneNow he's goneLord he's goneHe's goneLike a steam locomotiveRolling down the trackHe's gone, he's goneAnd nothin's gonna bring him backHe's goneNine mile skidOn a ten mile rideHot as a pistol but cool insideCat on a tin roofDogs in a pileNothin' left to do but smile, smile, smileNow he's goneNow he's goneLord he's goneHe's goneLike a steam locomotiveRolling down the trackHe's gone, he's goneAnd nothin's gonna bring him backHe's goneGoing where the wind don't blow so strangeMaybe off in some high cold mountain chainLost one round but the prize wasn't anythingA knife in the back and more of the sameSame old rat in a drain ditchCaught on a limbYou know better but I know himLike I told youWhat I saidSteal your face right off your headNow he's goneNow he's goneLord he's goneHe's goneLike a steam locomotiveRolling down the trackHe's gone, he's goneAnd nothin's gonna bring him backHe's goneLike a steam locomotiveRolling down the trackHe's gone, he's goneAnd nothin's gonna bring him backHe's goneOoh, nothing's gonna bring him backOoh, nothing's gonna bring him backOoh, nothing's gonna bring him backOoh, nothing's gonna bring him back</text>
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<text>Right outside this lazy summer homeyou ain't got time to call your soul a critic, noRight outside the lazy gate of winter's summer homewonderin' where the nut-thatch winterswings a mile long just carried the bird awayWake up to find out that you are the eyes of the worldThe heart has its beachesIts homeland and thoughts of its own.Wake now discoverThat you are the song that the morning bringsThe heart has its seasonsIts evenings and songs of its ownThere comes a redeemerAnd he slowly too fades awayThere follows his wagon behind himThat's loaded with clayAnd if seeds that were silentAll burst into bloom and decayWhen night comes so quietIt's close on the heels of the dayWake up to find out that you are the eyes of the worldThe heart has its beachesIts homeland and thoughts of its own.Wake now discoverThat you are the song that the morning bringsThe heart has its seasonsIts evenings and songs of its ownSometimes we live no particular way but our ownSometimes we visit your country and live in your homeSometimes we ride on your horsesSometimes we walk aloneSometimes the songs that we hearare just songs of our ownWake up to find out that you are the eyes of the worldThe heart has its beachesIts homeland and thoughts of its own.Wake now discoverThat you are the song that the morning bringsThe heart has its seasonsIts evenings and songs of its own</text>
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card_29705.xml
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<text>We can share the women, we can share the wine.We can share what we got of yours cause we done shared all of mine.Keep on rollin' , just a mile to go;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 once for sport and once for blood at the point of a knife.And now the die is shakin', now the die must fall.There ain't no winner in the game, he don't go home with all.Not with all.Leaving Texas, fourth day of July,Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles fill the sky.Catch the Detroit Lightning 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, we'll 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,He 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 slowWe can share the women, we can share the wine.</text>
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card_35399.xml
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<text>First thing I remember knowin'Was a lonesome whistle blowin'And a youngun's dream of growin' up to rideOn a freight train leavin' town,Not knowin' where I's bound.No one could change my mind but mama tried.One and only rebel childIn a fam'ly 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';Mama couldn't hold me anymore.And I turned twenty one in prisonDoin' life without parole.No one could steer me rightBut mama tried, mama tried,Mama tried to raise me betterBut her pleadin' I denied,That leaves only 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,She tried to raise me right but I refused.And I turned twenty one in prisonDoin' life without parole.No one could steer me rightBut mama tried, mama tried,Mama tried to raise me betterBut her pleadin' I denied,That leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried.That leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried.</text>
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card_21013.xml
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<text>As we rowed up to Fennario,as we rowed up to Fennario,Our captain fell in lovewith a lady like a doveand he called her by name, Pretty Peggy-O.Come steppin' down the stairs Pretty Peggy-OCome steppin' down the stairs Pretty Peggy-OCome steppin' down the stairs, holding back your yellow hairIn the hand ??? ??? , William-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 freeand free all the people of 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-OWhat would your mama think Pretty Peggy-OWhat would your mama think if she heard my guineas clinksaw me riding at the head of my soldiers-O.If ever I return Pretty Peggy-OIf ever I return Pretty Peggy-OIf ever I return, all your cities I will burnDestroy all the people in the area-O.Come steppin' down the stairs Pretty Peggy-OCome steppin' down the stairs Pretty Peggy-OCome steppin' down the stairs, holding back your yellow hairBid a last farewell to your William-O.Sweet William he is dead Pretty Peggy-OSweet William he is dead Pretty Peggy-OSweet William he is dead and he died for a maidand he spent the loot he had in the country-O.As we rowed up to Fennario,as we rowed up to Fennario,Our captain fell in lovewith a lady like a doveand he called her by name, Pretty Peggy-O.</text>
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>I wanna tell you how it's gonna be,you're gonna give your love to me,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,you're gonna know just how I feel.Our love is real, not fade away, not fade away!</text>
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<text>Nassau Veterans Memorial Coliseum, Uniondale NY</text>
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<text>Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore.Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the morning's door .See the sun sparkle in the reeds,Silver beads, passing to the seaShe comes from a town where they call her the woodcutter's daughter,She's brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water,And she bears it away with a love that the river has taught her.Let it flow,Greatly flow,Bright and clear.Round and round, the cut of the plow in the furrowed field.Seasons `round, the bushels of corn in the barley meal,Broken ground, open and beckoning to the spring;Black dirt live again!The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing ,And he dances the circular track of the plow, ever knowingThat the work of his day measures more than the planting and growing .Let it grow,Let it grow,Greatly yield!What shall we say, shall we call it by a name?As well to count the angels dancing on a pinWater bright as the sky from which it came,And the name is on the earth that takes it in.We will not speak but stand inside the rainAnd listen to the thunder shout,"I am.I am.I am.I AM."So it goes, we make what we've made since the world began:Nothing more, the love of the women, the work of menSeasons `round, creatures great and small, up and down,As we rise and fall.What shall we say, shall we call it by a name?As well to count the angels dancing on a pinWater bright as the sky from which it came,And the name is on the earth that takes it in.We will not speak but stand inside the rainAnd listen to the thunder shout,"I am.I am.I am.I AM."</text>
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<text>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 asking 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 dealin' 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 lightin the strangest of places if you look at it right.Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves,or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues.And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes,I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by.The wind in the willows played tea for two,the sky was yellow and the sun was blue,strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand,everybody's playing in the heart-of-gold band, heart-of-gold band.</text>
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<text>Long distance runner, what you standing there for?Get up, get off, get out of the doorPlayin' cold music on the barroom floorDrown in your laughter and dead to the coreThere's a dragon with matches that's loose on the townTakes a whole pail of water just to cool him downFire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!Almost ablaze, still you don't feel the heatiI takes all you got just to stay on the beatYou say it's a living, we all gotta eatBut you're here alone, there's no one to competeIf mercy's in business, I wish it for youMore than just ashes when your dreams come trueFire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!Long distance runner, what you holding out for?Caught in slow motion in a dash for the doorThe flame from your stage has now spread to the floorYou gave all you had, why you want to give more?The more that you give, the more it will takeTo that thin line beyond which you really can't fakeFire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!Fire! Fire on the mountain!</text>
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<text>Jerry Garcia/ John Dawson/ Robert Hunter</text>
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<text>I lit out from RenoI was trailed by twenty houndsDidn't get to sleep that night'Til the morning came aroundSet out runnin' but I take my timeA friend of the devil is a friend of mineIf I get home before daylightI just might get some sleep tonightRan into the Devil, babeHe loaned me twenty billsSpent the night in UtahIn a cave up in the hillsSet out runnin' but I take my timeA friend of the devil is a friend of mineIf I get home before daylightI just might get some sleep tonightI ran down to the leveeBut the Devil caught me thereTook my twenty dollar billAnd vanished in the airSet out runnin' but I take my timeA friend of the devil is a friend of mineIf I get home before daylightI just might get some sleep tonightGot two reasons why I cry away each lonely nightThe first one's named sweet Anne MarieAnd she's my heart's delightSecond one is prison, babyThe sheriff's on my trailAnd if he catches up with meI'll spend my life in jailGot a wife in Chino, babeAnd one in CherokeeFirst one say she's got my childBut it don't look like meSet out runnin' but I take my timeA friend of the devil is a friend of mineIf I get home before daylightJust might get some sleep tonightGot two reasons why I cry away each lonely nightThe first one's named sweet Anne MarieAnd she's my heart's delightSecond one is prison, babyThe sheriff's on my trailAnd if he catches up with meI'll spend my life in jailGot a wife in Chino, babeAnd one in CherokeeFirst one say she's got my childBut it don't look like meSet out runnin' but I take my timeA friend of the devil is a friend of mineIf I get home before daylightJust might get some sleep tonight</text>
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<text>Out in the West Texas town of El PasoI fell in love with a Mexican girlNighttime would find me in Rosa's CantinaMusic would play and Felina would whirlBlack as the night were the eyes of FelinaWicked and evil while castin' a spellMy love was strong for this Mexican maidenI was in love, but in vain I could tellOne night a wild young cowboy came inWild as the West Texas windDashin' and darin', a drink he was sharin'With wicked Felina, the girl that I loveSo in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maidenDown went his hand for the gun that he woreMy challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeatThe handsome young stranger lay dead on the floorJust for a moment I stood there in silenceShocked by the foul evil deed I had doneMany thoughts raced through my mind as I stood thereI had but one chance and that was to runOut through the back door of Rosa's I ranOut where the horses were tiedI picked a good one; he looked like he could runUp on his back and away I did rideJust as fast as I could from the West Texas town of El PasoOut through the badlands of New MexicoBack in El Paso my life would be worthlessEverything's gone in life, nothing is leftIt's been so long since I've seen the young maidenMy love is stronger than my fear of deathI saddled up and away I did goRidin' alone in the darkMaybe tomorrow a bullet may find meTonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heartAnd at last here I am on the hill overlooking El PasoI can see Rosa's Cantina belowMy love is strong and it pushes me onwardDown off the hill to Felina I goOff to my right I see five mounted cowboysOff to my left ride a dozen or moreShouting and shooting, I can't let them catch meI've got to make it to Rosa's back doorSomething is dreadfully wrong for I feelA deep burning pain in my sideIt's getting harder to stay in the saddleI'm getting weary, unable to rideBut my love for Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallenThough I am weary I can't stop to restI see the white puff of smoke from the rifleI feel the bullet go deep in my chestFrom out of nowhere Felina has found meKissing my cheek as she kneels by my sideCradled by two loving arms that I'll die forOne little kiss and Felina goodbye</text>
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card_61420.xml
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<text>Old man downway down down,down by the docks of the city.Blind and dirty,asking for a dime,a dime for a cup of coffee,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 sayingI've come to no goodI knew I would--Pearly, believe them.Half of my life,I spent doing time for some other fucker's crime,the other half found me stumbling round drunk on burgundy wine.But I'll get back on my feet someday,The good Lord willing, if he says I may.I know that the life I'm livin's no good,I'll get a new start, lead 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 dying days,I said to him,I said to him, I'm sure she's beenI said to him, I'm sure she's been true to you.Got up and wandered,wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around.I gotta 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.</text>
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<text>32 teeth in a jawboneAlabama's trying for noneBefore I have to hit himI hope he's got the sense to runThe reason the poor girls love himPromise them everythingWhy they all believe himHe wears a big diamond ringAlabama getaway, getawayAlabama getaway, getawayOnly way to please meJust sit down and leave and walk awayMajor Domo Billy BojanglesSat down and had a drink with meSaid "What about Alabama?It keeps a-coming back to me"I heard your plea in the courthouseThe witness box began to rock and riseForty-nine sister statesHad Alabama in their eyesAlabama getaway, getawayAlabama getaway, getawayOnly way to please meJust sit down and leave and walk awayMajor said, "Why don't we give himRope enough to hang himself?No need to worry the juryThey'll probably take care of themselves"23rd psalm, Major DomoReserve me a table for threeDown in the valley of the shadowJust you, Alabama, and meAlabama getaway, getawayAlabama getaway, getawayOnly way to please meJust sit down and leave and walk away</text>
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text> Truckin, Truckin,</text>
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<text>Truckin', got my chips cashed in,Keep truckin', like the do-dah manTogether, more or less in line,Just keep truckin' on.Arrows of neon and flashin' marquees out on main street,Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street.Your typical city involved in a typical daydream.Hang it up and see what tommorrow brings.Dallas, got a soft machine;Houston, too close to New Orleans;New York's got the ways and means;But just won't let you be, oh no.Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love.Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home.One of these days they know they better get goin'Out of the door and down on the street all alone.Truckin', like the do-dah manOnce told me "Gotta play your hand.Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dimeIf you don't lay'em down."Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me;Other times I can barely see.Lately it occurs to meWhat a long, strange trip it's been.Now what in the world ever became of sweet Jane?She's lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same.Livin' on reds, and vitamin C, and cocaine,All a friend can say is ain't it a shame.Truckin', up to Buffalo,Been thinkin' you got to mellow slow.It takes time, you pick a place to goAnd just keep truckin' on.Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window.Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again.I like to get some sleep before I travel,But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in.Busted, down on Bourbon Street.Set up, like a bowling pin.Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin,They just won't let you be, oh no.You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel;Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down.I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin',Get out of the door and light out and look all around.Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me;Other times I can barely see.Lately it occurs to meWhat a long, strange trip it's been.Truckin' , I'm a goin' home,Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,Back home, sit down and patch my bonesAnd git back truckin' on.Hey now git back truckin' home.</text>
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<text>Well, I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cryAnd I taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blueskyThe tears I cried for that womanAre gonna flood you, Big River,And I'm a gonna sit right here until I dieWell, I met her accidentally in Saint Paul, MinnesotaAnd it tore me up every time I heard her drawlthat southern drawl.Then I heard my dream was back downstreamCavortin' in DavenportAnd I followed you, Big River, when you calledWell, I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cryAnd I taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blueskyThe tears I cried for that womanAre gonna flood you, Big River,And I'm a gonna sit right here until I dieThen I followed her down to Saint LouieLater on, down the riverFreighter said she's been hereBut she's gone, boy, she's goneThen I followed her down to MemphisBut she just walked off the bluffShe raised a few eyebrows and then she went ondown alongWell, I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cryAnd I taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blueskyThe tears I cried for that womanAre gonna flood you, Big River,And I'm a gonna sit right here until I dieC'mon batten on down to Baton RougeRiver Queen, roll alongTake that woman down to New Orleans, New OrleansI give up, I've had enoughPour my blues on down to the gulfShe loves you, Big River, more than meWell, I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cryAnd I taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blueskyThe tears I cried for that womanAre gonna flood you, Big River,And I'm a gonna sit right here until I dieWell, 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 dieand I'm a gonna sit right here until I die.</text>
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<text>All of my friendsCome to see me last nightI was lying in my bed and dyingAnnie Bonneau from Saint AngelSay the weather down here so fineJust then the windCame squalling thru the darkBut who can the weather command?Just want to have a little peace to dieAnd a friend or two I love at hand.Fever roll up to a hundred and fiveRoll on up, gonna roll back downOne more day I find myself aliveTomorrow maybe go beneath the groundSee here how everything lead up to this dayAnd it's just like any other day that's ever beenSun coming up and then the sun going downShine thru my windowAnd my friends they come aroundCome aroundCome aroundThe people might knowBut the people don't careThat a man can be as poor as meTake a look at poor PeterHe's lying in painNow let's go run and seeRun and seeRun and seeRun, run and see</text>
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<text>I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone;I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone;Gonna miss your baby, from rollin' in your arms.Lay down last night, Lord, I could not take my rest;Lay down last night, Lord, I could not take my rest;My mind was wanderin' like the wild geese in the West.The sun will shine in my back door someday.The sun will shine in my back door someday.March winds will blow all my troubles away.I wish I was a headlight, on a North-bound train.I wish I was a headlight, on a North-bound train.I'd shine my light through the cool Colorado rain.I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone;I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone;Gonna miss your baby, from rollin' in your arms.I'd rather drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow log.I'd rather drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow log.Than stay here in Frisco, be treated like a dog.I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone, gone, gone;I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone, gone, gone;Gonna miss your baby, from rollin' in your arms.I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone;I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone;Gonna miss your baby, from rollin' in your arms.</text>
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<text>Look for a while at the china cat sunflowerProud walking jingle in the midnight sunCopperdome bodhi drip a silver komonaLike a crazy quilt stargownThrough a dream night windCrazy cat peekin' through a lace bandanaLike a one-eyed CheshireLike a diamond-eyed jackA leaf of all colors plays a golden stringed fiddleTo a double-E waterfall over my backComic book colors on a violin riverCryin' Leonardo wordsFrom out a silk tromboneI rang a silent bellBeneath a shower of pearlsIn the eagle-wing palace of the Queen Chinee</text>
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<text>The other day they waitedThe sky was dark and fadedSolemnly they statedHe has to dieYou know he has to dieAnd all the children learnin'From books that they were burnin'Every leaf was turnin'To watch him dieYou know he had to dieThe summer sun looked down on himHis mother could but frown on himAnd all the others sound on himBut it doesn't seem to matterAnd when the day had endedWith rainbow colors blendedHis mind remained unbendedHe had to dieYou know he had to dieSpanish lady come to meShe lays on me this roseIt rainbow spiral round and roundAnd tremble then explodeIt left a smokin' crater of my mindI'd like to blown awayBut the heat came round and busted meFor smilin' on a cloudy dayComin', comin', comin' around(comin' around) comin' around in a circleComin' (comin') comin' (comin'!)Comin' around, (comin' around)Comin' around in a circleEscaping through the lily fieldsI came across an empty spaceIt trembled and explodedLeft a bus stop in its placeA bus came by and I got onThat's when it all beganThere was cowboy Neal at the wheelOf a bus to never ever landComin', comin', comin' around(comin' around) comin' around in a circleComin' (comin') comin' (comin'!)Comin' around, (comin' around)Comin' around in a circleAnd when the day had endedWith rainbow colors blendedHis mind remained unbendedHe had to dieYou know he had to dieYou know he had to dieYou know he had to dieYou know he had to dieYou know he had to dieYou know he had to dieetc</text>
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<text>Red and white, blue suede shoes,I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do?Give me five, I'm still alive.Ain't no luck, I learned to duck.Check my pulse, it don't change.Stays seventy-two come shine or rain.Wave the flag, pop the bag,Rock the boat, skin the goat.Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.Summertime done come and gone, my, oh, my.I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am;Been hidin' out in a rock and roll band.Shake the hand that shook the handOf P. T. Barnum and Charlie Chann.Shine your shoes, light the fuse.Can you use them old U.S. Blues?I'll drink ya health, share ya wealth,Run ya life, steal ya wife.Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.Summertime done come and gone, my, oh, my.Back to back chicken shack.Son of a gun, better change your act.We're all confused, what's to lose,You can call this song the United States Blues.Wave that flag, wave it wide and high.Summertime done come and gone, my, oh, my.Summertime done come and gone, my, oh, my.</text>
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card_8635.xml
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<text>All I know is something like a bird within her sangAll I know she sang a little while and then flew onTell me all that you knowI'll show you snow and rainIf you hear that same sweet song againWill you know why?Anyone who sings a tune so sweet is passin' byLaugh in the sunshine, sing, cry in the darkFly through the nightDon't cry nowDon't you cryDon't you cry any moreSleep in the starsDon't you cryDry your eyes on the windAll I know is something like a bird within her sangAll I know she sang a little while and then flew offTell me all that you knowI'll show you snow and rain</text>
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<text>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 she looked so fine.Delilah she climbed up on Samson's kneeSaid tell me where your strength lies if you pleaseShe spoke so kind and she talked so fairAnd Samson said, Delilah cut off my hair.You can shave my head, clean as my handAnd 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, ever since his birthHe was the strongest man that ever had lived on earthSo one day when Samson was walking alongHe looked down on the ground, he saw an old jawboneHe stretched out his arm, God knows, chains broke like a threadWhen 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 backYou read about this lion, he killed a man with his pawsBut Samson he got his hands around that lion's jawsHe ripped that beast til he killed him deadThe 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.</text>
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card_37077.xml
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<text>Laid back in an old saloon with a peso in my hand,Just watchin' flies and children on the street.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 damned good case of the Mexicali Blues. Yeh!Is there anything a man don't stand to loseIf the Devil wants to take it all away?Cherish well your thoughts and keep a tight grip on your boozeCause 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,And 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 armsWith a life-time's worth of Mexicali Blues.Is there anything a man don't stand to loseWhen he lets a woman hold him in her hand?You just might find yourself out there on horseback in the darkJust ridin' and runnin' across those desert sands.Then a man rode into town some thought he was the law.But Billy Jean was waitin' when he came.She told me he would take her if I didn't use my gunAnd 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.(Either chorus)</text>
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card_11815.xml
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<text>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 beSpeaks his name, though you were born to me,Born to me,Cassidy.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 tambourineClose the gap of the dark years in betweenYou and me,Cassidy.Quick beats in an icy heart.Catch-colt draws a coffin cart.There he goes now, here she starts:Hear her cry.Flight of the seabirds, scattered like lost wordsWheel to the storm and fly.Faring 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(Repeat)</text>
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card_52164.xml
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<text>Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA</text>
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<text>Sugar magnolia blossoms bloomin'Head's all empty and I don't careSaw my baby down by the riverKnew she'd have to come up soon for airSweet blossom come on under the willowWe can have high times if you'll abideWe can discover the wonders of natureRolling in the rushes down by the riversideShe's got everything delightfulShe's got everything I needTakes the wheel when I'm seeing doublePays my ticket when I speedShe come skimmin' through rays of violetShe can wade in a drop of dewShe don't come and I don't followWaits backstage while I sing to youShe can dance a cajun rhythmJump like a Willys in four wheel driveShe's a summer love in the spring, fall and winterShe can make happy any man aliveSugar magnoliaRingin' that blue bellCaught up in sunlightCome on out singin'I'll walk you in the sunshineCome on honey, come along with meShe's got everything delightfulShe's got everything I needA breeze in the pines in the summer night moonlightCrazy in the sunlight, yes indeedSometimes when the cuckoo's cryingWhen the moon is halfway downSometimes when the night is dyingI take me out and I wander roundI walk aroundSunshine daydreamWalk you the tall treesGoing where the wind goesBlooming like a red roseBreathing more freelyRide out singin'I'll walk you in the morning sunshineSunshine daydreamWalk you in the sunshine...</text>
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<text>Well, I was feelin' so bad,asked my family doctor 'bout what I had,I said "Doctor, Mister M. D.,can you tell me, what's ailin' 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 tightdon't you want your Daddy to be all right?I said baby, now it's for sure,I've got the fever, you got the cure.She said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"All you need, all you really need: good lovin'Because you got to have lovin' (good lovin')Everybody got to have lovin' (good lovin')A little good lovin' now baby, good lovin'Hey, got to have lovin' (good lovin')well, you got to have lovin' (good lovin')Come on now give me good lovin' (good lovin')Well, I was feelin' sort of bad nowasked my family doctor 'bout what I had,I said "Doctor, Mister M. D.,can you tell me, what's ailin' 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')Woh-oh, got to have lovin'Yeah, just a little lovin' going to make you feel alrightSay alright, so come on and help me say it now: Got to have lovin'!Give me some lovin', Got to have lovin'Some bit of good lovin', Got to have lovin'Come on now, turn on your light, Got to have lovin'Got to have lovin' Got to have lovin'Got to have lovin' Got to have lovin'Come on now, everybody get right, (got to have lovin')You may be weak or you may be blind (got to have lovin')But even a blind man knows when the sun is shining (got to have lovin')So turn it on now (got to have lovin')turn on, turn on your light (got to have lovin')Give me, give me, give me some lovin' (good lovin')Hey now, you got to have lovin' (good lovin')You need it, I need it, well you got to have lovin' (good lovin')Say it again now: Good Lovin'Well turn on your light, you won't regret it (good lovin')You got to go for the good and get it (good lovin')Everybody, they got to have lovin' (good lovin')Hey now, you got to have lovin'</text>
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<text>I woke today...And felt your side of bedThe covers were still warm where you'd been layin'.You were gone...My heart was filled with dread.You might not be sleepin' here againIt's alright, 'cause I love you.And that's not gonna change.Run me round, make me hurt again and again.But I'll still sing you love songsWritten in the letters of your name.And brave the storm to come,For it surely looks like rain.Did you ever waken to the soundOf street cats makin' loveAnd guess from their criesYou were listenin' to a fight?Well, you know...Hate's just the last thing they're thinkin' of.They're only trying to make it through the night.(Chorus)I only want to hold you.I don't want to tie you down.Or fence you in the linesI might have drawn.It's just that I've gotten used toHavin' you around.My landscape would be emptyIf you were gone.(Chorus)</text>
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<text>Me and my uncle went ridin' downFrom South Colorado, West Texas bound.We stopped over in Santa FeThat bein' the point just about half wayAnd you know it was the hottest part of the day.And I took the horses up to the stallWent to the barroom, ordered drinks for all.Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurtIt bein' summer, I took off my shirtAnd I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt.West Texas cowboys, they's all aroun';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 moreAccused him of cheatin'; Oh no, it couldn't be.I know my uncle, he's as honest as meAnd I'm as honest as a Denver man can be.One of them cowboys, he starts to drawAnd I shot him down, Lord, he never saw.Shot me another, oh damn he won't grow old.In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the goldAnd we high-tailed it down to Mexico.Now with those cowboys, out of their gold,I loved my uncle, God rest his soulTaught me good, Lord, taught me all I know.Taught me so well, I grabbed that goldAnd I left his dead ass there by the side of the road.</text>
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<text>Well the joint was jumpin'Goin' round and roundHey, reelin' and rockin'What a crazy soundY'know they never stopped rockin'Til the moon went downWith sounds sounds so sweetI had to take a chanceRose out of my seatLord, I had to danceI started moving my feetLord an' clapping my handsWell the joint was jumpin'Goin' round and roundHey, reelin' and rockin'What a crazy soundY'know they never stopped rockin'Til the moon went downWell at twelve o'clockLord, the place was packedThe front doors was lockedY'know, the place was packedWhen the police knockedThose doors flew back.But they kept on dancin'Goin' round and roundHeyy, reelin' and rockin'What a crazy sound,Y'know they never stopped rockin'Til the moon went downWell the joint was jumpin'Goin' round and roundHey, reelin' and rockin'What a crazy sound,Y'know they never stopped rockin'Til the moon went downBut they kept on dancin'Goin' round and roundHeyy, reelin' and rockin'What a crazy sound,Y'know they never stopped rockin'Til the moon went down</text>
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<text>Well now, see, C.C. Rider,Well now, see, see what you have done.Well now, see, C.C. Rider,Well now, see, see what you have done.Well now you made me love you, woman, andNow your man has come.So I'm goin', well now, babe,And I won't be back till fall.Yeah I'm goin', well now, babe,And I won't be back till fall.Just might find me another good girl,I might not be comin' back at all.Well now, see, C.C. Rider,See now the moon be shining bright.Well now, see, C.C. Rider,See now the moon be shining bright.Just might find me that good girl,And everything will be all right.Well now, see, C.C. Rider,Well now, see, see what you have done.Well now, see, C.C. Rider,Well now, see, see what you have done.Well now you made me love you, woman, andNow your man has come.Well now, see, C.C. Rider,Well now, see, see what you have done.Well now, see, C.C. Rider,Well now, see, see what you have done.Well now you made me love you, woman, andNow your man has come.</text>
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<text>Don't ease, don't ease,don't ease me inI've been all night long coming home,don't ease me in.I was standing on the corner,talking to Miss Brown.Well, I turned around, sweet mama,she was way 'cross town.So I'm walking down the streetwith a dollar in my hand.I've been looking for a woman, sweet mama,ain't got no plans.Don't ease, don't ease,don't ease me in.I've been all night long coming home,don't ease me in.The girl I love,she's sweet and true.You know the dress she wears, sweet mama,it's pink and blue.She brings me coffee,you know she brings me tea.She brings me 'bout every damn thingbut the jailhouse key.Don't ease, don't ease,don't ease me in.I've been all night long coming home,don't ease me in.Don't ease, don't ease,don't ease me in.I've been all night long coming home,don't ease me in.Don't ease, don't ease,don't ease me in.I've been all night long coming home,don't ease me in.</text>
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<text>My time comin' any day -- don't worry `bout me, no.Been so long I felt this way -- I'm in no hurry, no.Rainbow's end down that highway,Where ocean breezes blow.My time comin', the voices say.They tell me where to go.Don't worry `bout me;No, no, don't worry `bout me, no.And I'm in no hurry, no, no, no.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 lightRising up to paradise,I know I'm gonna shine.My time comin' any day -- don't worry `bout me, no. ...It's goin' to be just like they say. Them voices tell me so.Seems so long I felt this way, and time sure passes slow.Still I know I'll lead the way. They tell me 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 lightRising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine.You've all been asleep.You would not believe me,(Fire wheel burnin' in the air.)Them voices telling me:You will soon receive me.(Way up, in the middle of the air.)Standing 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, in the middle of the air.)And I'll call down thunder and speak the same.As my words fill the sky with flame.And Might and Glorys gonna be my name.They gonna light my way.My time comin' any day -- don't worry `bout me, no.It's gonna be just like they say--them voices tell me so.Afternoon, the streets turn grey and I watch the crowds belowMy time comin', voices saying. They tell me where to go.Don't worry `bout me; no, no, don't worry `bout me, no.And I'm in no hurry, no, no, no. I know where to go.My time comin' any day. Don't worry `bout 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 comin' any day. Don't worry `bout me, no.Don't worry `bout me; no, no, don't worry `bout me, no.And I'm in no hurry, no, no, no. I know where to go.And I'm in no hurry, no, no, no. Don't worry `bout me, no. ...</text>
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<text>I was born in the desertRaised in a lion's denI was born in the desertRaised in a lion's denOh, my number one occupationIs stealing women from their menWell, I'm a wanted man in Texas,busted jail and I'm gone for good.Said, I'm a wanted man in Texas,busted jail and I'm gone for good.Well, the sheriff couldn't catch me,but his little girl sure wished she could.Well now the doctor call me crazy,sometimes I am, sometimes I ain't,Said now the doctor call me crazy,sometimes I am, sometimes I ain't,Yes, and the preacher man call me sinnerbut his little girl call me saint.Well a couple shots of whiskeywomen round here start looking good,I said a couple shots of whiskeywomen round here start looking good,A couple more shots of whiskey,I'm going down to Minglewood.Said, I was born in the desertRaised in a lion's denSaid, I was born in the desertRaised in a lion's denYes and my number one occupationIs stealing women from their menI was born in the desertRaised in a lion's denI was born in the desertRaised in a lion's denOh, my number one occupationIs stealing women from their men</text>
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<text>The compass card is spinnin'.The helm is swingin' to and fro.Ooh, where's the Dog Star?Ooh, where's the moon?You're a lost sailor. You've been too long at sea.Now the shore lights beckon. Yeah, there's a price for bein' free.Some days the gales are howlin'. Some days the sea is still as glass.Ooh, reef the mainsail.Ooh, lash the mast.You're a lost sailor. You've been too long at sea.Now the shore lights beckon. Yeah, there's a price for bein' free.Yeah, the sea bird's cryin',And there's a ghost wind blowin'.It's callin' you to that misty swirlin' sea.Till the chains of your dreams are broken,No place in the world you can be.You're a lost sailor. You've been too long at sea.Now the shore lights beckon. Yeah, there's a price for bein' free.Driftin'. Yeah, driftin'. Yeah, driftin' and dreamin'.There's a place you've never been.Maybe a face you've never seen.You can hear `em callin' on the wind.Go on and drift your life away, driftin' and dreamin'.Drift your life away, maybe goin' on a dream.Maybe goin' for a feelin', goin' for a feelin' --Drift your life away.</text>
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<text>This must be heaven --Tonight I crossed the line.You must be the angelI thought I'd never find.Was it you I heard singin'While I was chasin' dreams?Driven by the wind,Like the dust that blows aroundAnd the rain fallin' down...Well I never know,Sure don't know,Never know,Never know,Sure don't know.This must be heaven --This is where the rainbow ends.At last it's the real thing...At least I can pretend.When that wind blows,And the darkness starts to fall,I can hear the sirens call.It's a certain sort of soundIn the rain fallin' down,Rain fallin down...Rain fallin down...Rain fallin down...Rain fallin down...Bridge:Holes in what's left of my reason,Holes in the knees of my blues,Odds against me been increasin'But I'll pull through.Never could read no road mapAnd I don't know what the weather might do,But hear that witch wind whinin'See that Dog Star's shinin',I've got a feelin' there's no time to lose,No time to lose!Maybe goin' on a feelin' maybe goin' on a dreamMaybe goin' on a feelin'Well I never know,Sure don't know,Never know,Never know,Sure don't know.Well it's been heavenBut even rainbows end.Now my sails are fillin'And the wind's so willin'That I'm good as gone again.I'm still walkin', so I'm sure that I can danceJust a saint of circumstance,Like a tiger in a trance,In the rain fallin downRain fallin down...Rain fallin down...Rain fallin down...Rain fallin down...Well I never know just don't know just don't knowWell, I sure don't knowWhat I'm goin' forBut I'm gonna go for it,That's for sure.Maybe goin' on a feelin'Maybe goin' on a dreamMaybe goin' on a feelin'</text>
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<text>I'm a little red rooster, too lazy to grow up a day.I'm a little red rooster, too lazy to grow up a day.Leave ev'rything in the barnyard upset in ev'ry way.Dogs begin to bark now, and the hounds begin to howl.Dogs begin to bark now, and the hounds begin to howl.You know the little red rooster is on the prowl.I'm a little red rooster, too lazy to grow up a day.I'm a little red rooster, too lazy to grow up a day.Leave ev'rything in the barnyard upset in ev'ry way.</text>
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<text>I told Althea I was feeling lostLacking in some directionAlthea told me upon scrutinyThat my back might need protectionI told Althea that treacheryWas tearing me limb from limbAlthea told me "Now, cool down boySettle back easy, Jim"You may be Saturday's child all grownMoving with a [tinge/pinch] of graceYou may be a clown in the burying groundOr just another pretty faceYou may be the fate of OpheliaSleeping and perchance to dreamHonest to the point of recklessnessSelf-centered in the extremeAin't nobody messing with you but youYour friends are getting most concernedLoose with the truth, baby it's your fireBut baby, I hope you don't get burnedWhen the smoke has cleared, she said,That's what she said to meGonna want a bed to lay your headAnd a little sympathyThere are things you can replaceAnd others you can notThe time has come to weigh those thingsThis space is getting hotYou know this space is getting hotI told Althea I'm a roving signI was born to be a bachelorAlthea told me, OK, that's fineSo now I'm trying to catch herCan't talk to you without talking to meWe're guilty of the same old thingThinking a lot about less and lessAnd forgetting the love we bring</text>
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<text>Bm A E ABm A EBm A E ABm A EA C#mD AC#m E ABm A EBm A E ABm A EBm A E ABm A E</text>
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card_18462.xml
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