Тексты песен Grateful Dead

Gone are the days when the ox fall down Take up the yoke and plow the fields around Gone are the days when the ladies said, "Please Gentle Jack Jones, won't you come home to me?" Brown-eyed

A pistol shot, at five o'clock, The bells of heaven ring, Tell me what you done it for, No I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday I begged you Before I hit the ground, All I leave behind me Is only what

Right outside this lazy summer home, You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no . . . Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home, Wonderin' where the nut-thatch winters, Wings a mile l

This is a mans world, this is a mans world But it wouldnt be nothing without a woman or a girl You know man made a car to take us over the road Man made the train to carry heavy loads Man made electri

You must leave, now take what you need you think will last Whatever 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; al

Well you know katie mae is a good girl Folks say she dont run around at night I made a mistake and she dont run around at night Yes, you can bet your last dollar katie mae will treat you right. Well s

Lazy lightning sleepy fire in your eyes It's like desire in disguise I keep on tryin' but I, I can't get through Lazy lightning, I'd like to find the proper potion That's gonna capture your emotion Yo

If you ever feel lonesome when you're down in San Antone Beg, steal or borrow two nickels or dime to call me on the phone And I'll meet you at Alamo Mission, where we can say our prayers The Holy Ghos

I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Oh, my number one occupation Is stealing women from their men Well, I'm a wanted man in Texas, Busted ja

High on the mountain, what do you see? Bear tracks, bear tracks, looking back at me You'd better get your rifles boys before it's too late The bear's got a little pig and headed through the gate [chor

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-d

As I was walking 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 we

You tell me this town ain't got no heart well, well, well, you can never tell The sunny side of the street is dark. well, well, well, you can never tell Maybe that's cuz it's midnight In the dark of t

When they come to take you down When they bring that wagon around 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 m

Gazing at the fire, burning by the water Before he speaks the world around us quiets. With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire He clears the air and cuts it with a feather. Many in a circl

The sailor, comin' out again The lady fairly leapt at him That's how it stands today You decide if he was wise The story teller makes no choice Soon you will not hear his voice His job is to shed, and

Aint it just like the night to play tricks When you're tryin to be so quiet? We sit here stranded, though were all doin our best to deny it. And louise holds a handful of rain temptin you to defy it.

Wave that flag, pop the bag, skin the goat, learn to cope Bell the rat, trap the cat, ball the jack, chew the fat Read the signs, connect the lines, pay your fines, save your dimes Pick up time, light