Must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint-by-number morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse the glare *
Draw the curtains
I don't care 'cause
It's all right
I will get by/I will get by
I will get by/I will survive
I see you've got your list out
Say your piece and get out
Yes I get the gist of it
but it's all right
Sorry that you feel that way
The only there is to say
Every silver lining's got a
Touch of Grey
I will get by/I will get by
I will get by/I will survive
It's a lesson to me
The Ables and the Bakers and the Cs
The ABCs we all must face
And try to keep a little grace
It's a lesson to me
The Deltas and the East and the Freeze
The ABCs we all think of
And try to win a little love. |
I know the rent is in arrears
The dog has not been fed in years
It's even worse than it appears
but it's all right
The cow is giving kerosene
Kid can't read at seventeen
The words he knows are all obscene
but it's all right
I will get by/I will get by
I will get by/I will survive
The shoe is on the hand it fits
There's really nothing much to it
Whistle through your teeth and spit
'cause it's all right
Oh, well, a Touch of Grey
Kind of suits you anyway.
That was all I had to say
It's all right.
I will get by/I will get by
I will get by/I will survive
We will get by/We will get by
We will get by/We will survive
* "This line courtesy of Garcia." -- Robert Hunter
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Shaking in the forest, what have you to fear?
Here there may be tigers to punch you in the ear
Blades of stainless steel, bats carved out of brick,
Knock you down and beat you up and give your ass a kick
When Push Comes to Shove, you're afraid of love
Shaking in the desert, wherefore do you cry?
Here there may be rattlesnakes to punch you in the eye
Shotguns full of silver, bullets made of glass,
String barbed wire at your feet and do not let you pass
When Push Comes to Shove, you're afraid of love
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
The latest mystery killer that you saw on Channel Four
When Push Comes to Shove, you're afraid of love
Shaking in the garden, the fear within you grows
Here there may be roses to punch you in the nose
Twist their arms around you, slap you till you cry,
Wrap you in their sweet perfume and love you till you
die
When Push Comes to Shove, you're afraid of love
When Push Comes to Shove
When Push Comes to Shove
You're afraid of love
When Push Comes to Shove
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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
I just want to rent it for an hour or two
I met an old mistake
Walking down the street today
I met an old mistake
Walking down the street today
I didn't want to be mean about it
But 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 job
Hauling items for the mob
I had a steady job
Hauling items for the mob
Y'know the pay was pathetic
It's a shame those boys couldn't be more copacetic
I meet a West L.A. girl
Already know what I need to know
I meet a West L.A. girl
Already know what I need to know
Name, address, and phone number
Lord, and 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 says
She walks right, she ain't nobody's fool
Here's what Ginger says
She always tries to play by the golden rule
She says if you treat other people all right
Other folks probably treat you right, 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
I just want to use it for a minute or two
West L.A. Fadeaway
West L.A. Fadeaway
Little red light on the highway
Big green light on the speedway, hey, hey, hey
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| This song was the last that Jerry Garcia
performed in concert - at Chicago's Soldier Field
When the last rose of summer pricks my finger
And the hot sun chills me to the bone
When I can't hear the song for the singer
And I can't tell my pillow from a stone
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain
And the stars start to splatter in the sky
When the moon splits the southwest horizon
With the scream of an eagle on the fly
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And listen to the ripples as they moan
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own |
Black muddy river
Roll on forever
I don't care how deep or wide
If you got another side
Roll muddy river
Roll muddy river
Black muddy river roll
When it seems like the night will last forever
And there's nothing left to do but count the years
When the strings of my heart start to sever
And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And dream me a dream of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
And sing me a song of my own
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