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Steal Your Face

1976

Promised Land
Cold Rain And Snow
Around And Around
Stella Blue
Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodleloo
Ship Of Fools
Beat It On Down The Line
Big River
Black-Throated Wind
U.S. Blues
El Paso
Sugaree
It Must Have Been The Roses
Casey Jones
Stella Blue
All the years combine
they melt into a dream
A broken angel sings
from a guitar
In the end there's just a song
comes crying like the wind
through all the broken dreams 
and vanished years

Stella Blue

When all the cards are down
there's nothing left to see
There's just the pavement left
and broken dreams
In the end there's still that song
comes crying like the wind
down every lonely street 
that's ever been

Stella Blue

I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel
Can't win for trying
Dust off those rusty strings just 
one more time
Gonna make 'em shine 

It all rolls into one
and nothing comes for free
There's nothing you can hold
for very long
And when you hear that song
come crying like the wind
it seems like all this life 
was just a dream

Stella blue 

"Written at the Chelsea Hotel in 1970." -- Robert Hunter 

Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodleloo
On the day that I was born 
Daddy sat down and cried
I had the mark just as plain as day 
which could not be denied
They say that Cain caught Abel 
rolling loaded dice,
ace of spades behind his ear 
him not thinking twice

Halfstep 
Mississippi Uptown Toodleloo
Hello baby I'm gone, good-bye
Half a cup of rock and rye
Farewell to you, old Southern sky
I'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
I lost my boots in transit, babe 
A pile of smoking leather
Nailed a retread to my feet 
and prayed for better weather

Halfstep 
Mississippi Uptown Toodleloo
Hello baby I'm gone, good-bye
Half a cup of rock and rye
Farewell to you, old Southern sky
I'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 to calling shots? 
This cue ain't straight in line
Cueball's made of Styrofoam 
and no one's got the time

Halfstep 
Mississippi Uptown Toodleloo
Hello baby I'm gone, good-bye
Half a cup of rock and rye
Farewell to you, old Southern sky
I'm on my way -- on my way

Across the Rio Grand-eo
Across the lazy river
Across the Rio Grand-eo
Across the lazy river

Ship of Fools
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 rocking 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--whoa!--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 more
Though I could not caution all 
I yet may warn a few:
Don'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
No I cannot share your laughter 
Ship of Fools 

U.S. Blues
Red and white / blue Suede Shoes
I'm Uncle Sam / How do you do?
Gimme five / I'm still alive
Ain't no luck / Ilearned 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 hand
Of P.T. Barnum / and Charlie Chan

Shine your shoes / light yourfuse
Can you use / them ol' U.S. Blues?
I'll drink your health / share your wealth
Run your life / steal your wife

Wave that flag 
Wave it wide and high
Summertime 
Done come and gone 
My, oh, my

Back to back / chicken shack
Sun 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

Sugaree
When they come to take you down
When they bring that wagon round
When they come to call on you
and drag your poor body down

Just one thing I ask of you
Just one thing for me
Please forget you knew my name
My darling Sugaree

Shake it, shake it, Sugaree
Just don't tell them that you know me

You thought you was the cool fool
Never could do no wrong
Had everything sewed up tight
How come you lay awake all night long?

Just one thing I ask of you
Just one thing for me
Please forget you knew my name
My darling Sugaree

Shake it, shake it, Sugaree
Just don't tell them that you know me

You know in spite of all you gained
you still had to stand out in the pouring rain
One last voice is calling you
and I guess it's time you go

Just one thing I ask of you
Just one thing for me
Please forget you knew my name
My darling Sugaree

Shake it, shake it, Sugaree
Just don't tell them that you know me

Shake it up now, Sugaree
I'll meet you at the Jubilee
If that Jubilee don't come
Maybe I'll meet you on the run

One thing I ask of you
Just one thing for me
Please forget you knew my name
My darling Sugaree

Shake it, shake it, Sugaree
Just don't tell them that you know me
Shake it, shake it, Sugaree
Just don't tell 'em that you know me 

It Must Have Been The Roses
Annie laid her head down in the roses
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons
in her long brown hair
I don't know, it must have been the roses
All I know is 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 was
I could not leave her there

Ten years the waves rolled the 
ships home from the sea
Thinking well how it may blow 
in all good company
If I tell another what
your own lips told to me
may I lay 'neath the roses 
and 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 was
I could not leave her there

One pane of glass in the window
No one is complaining, though, 
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 was
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, it must have been the roses
All I know was I could not leave her there 

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

This old engine
makes it on time
Leaves Central Station
at a quarter to nine
Hits River Junction
at seventeen to
at a quarter to ten
you know it's trav'lin' again

Driving that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones, you better
Watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind

Trouble ahead
The Lady in Red
Take my advice
you be better off dead
Switchman sleepin'
Train a hundred and two
is on the wrong track and
headed for you

Driving that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones, you better
Watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind

Trouble with you is
The trouble with me
Got two good eyes 
but we still don't see
Come 'round the bend
You know it's the end
The fireman screams and
The engine just gleams

Driving that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones, you better
Watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
and you know that notion
just crossed my mind--
And you know that notion
just crossed my mind