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Mountains of the Moon

© By the Grateful Dead (Words by Robert Hunter; Music by Jerry Garcia)

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Cold mountain water, the jade merchant's daughter, Mountains of the moon, electra bow and bend to me. Hi ho the carrion crow fol de rol de riddle Hi ho the carrion crow bow and bend to me. Hey, Tom Banjo hey a laurel, more than laurel you may sow. More than laurel you may sow. Hey, the laurel, hey the city in the rain, Hey, hey, hey the wild wheat waving in the wind. Twenty degrees of solitude, twenty degrees in all, All the dancing kings and wives assembled in the hall. Lost is the long and loneliest time, fairy sybil flying. All along the, all along the mountains of the moon. Hey, Tom Banjo it's time to matter, The earth will see you on through this time, The earth will see you on through this time. Down by the water, the Marsh King's daughter, did you know? Clothed in tatters always will be. Tom, where did you go? Mountains of the moon, Electra, mountains of the moon, All along the, all along the mountains of the moon. Hi ho the carrion crow fol de rol de riddle Hi ho the carrion crow bow and bend to me. Bend to me. Na da da da da da da da da da da da.


Yellow Moon

© by Robert Hunter (As performed by the Grateful Dead)

 

Anxious hope and thoughts of love will never let me down, not let me go Inside, my heart's a cage of ice Loved and lost, Still toss the lonely dice I burned the whole night long my thoughts were never far from you Love that locks and binds must die But when it dies a part of you dies too. Born, born, born upon the world the restless heart keeps flying, Trying to become the heart of home. Love, love, love, it picks you up and spins you round, Sits you right back down where you belong. I don't fit my hat sometimes, I get so full of clouds Every time I pass your door I hear you cry out loud Sometimes I look the same to you as you have looked to me My eyes get filled so full of stars, I don't know when I leave Born, born, born upon the world the restless heart keeps flying, Trying to become the heart of home. Love, love, love, it picks you up and spins you round, Sits you right back down where you belong. Love is like the April rain that makes the harvest grow And when it grows it's like the summer gold Love is like the coloured leaves that drift down from the trees One by one 'til every tale is told Now if I go a dancing out across the yellow moon I'll be home by morning if it doesn't come too soon If you seek protection go and find a safer man And if he can't give you what you want then come on by again. Priestess of the sun and moon and goddess of the wind You know too much to ever lose and not enough to win Though you built your house upon the rock and not upon the sand You're still looking out your window for another travelin' man. Born, born, born upon the world the restless heart keeps flying, Trying to become the heart of home. Love, love, love, it picks you up and spins you round, Sits you right back down where you belong.


Standing on the moon

© By the Grateful Dead (Written by Robert Hunter; Music by Jerry Garcia)

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Standing on the moon,
got no cobweb on my shoe Standing on the moon I'm feeling so alone and blue I see the gulf of Mexico As tiny as a tear The coast of California Must be somewhere over here - over here Standing on the moon I see the battle rage below Standing on the moon I see the soldiers come and go There's a metal flag beside me Someone planted long ago Old Glory standing stiffly Crimson, white and indigo - indigo I see all of Southeast Asia I can see El Salvador I hear the cries of children And the other songs of war It's like a mighty melody That rings down from the sky Standing here upon the moon I watch it all roll by - all roll by Standing on the moon With nothing else to do A lovely view of heaven But I'd rather be with you Standing on the moon I see a shadow on the sun Standing on the moon The stars go fading one by one I hear a cry of victory And another of defeat A scrap of age old lullaby Down some forgotten street Standing on the moon Where talk is cheap and vision true Standing on the moon But I would rather be with you Somewhere in San Francisco On a back porch in July Just looking up to heaven At this crescent in the sky Standing on the moon With nothing left to do A lovely view of heaven But I'd rather be with you - be with you


Picasso Moon

© by the Grateful Dead

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South of Market in the land of ruin You get all manner of action Tinsel tigers in The Metal Room Stalking satisfaction. They got ıem packaged up for love and money Tattooed tots and chrome spike bunnies Check my conscience at the DMZ And roll on in, gonna roll in it, honey But I get a feelinı like when big things collide Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought to hide And here comes Metal Angel, she looks ready to ride; & Whatıs that sheıs tryinı to show me..? Whatıs that youıre tryinı to show me..? Picasso Moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso Moon, liberate me, From the middle of eternity, Something hooks her little finger at me, Anı itıs bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Hanginı ten out on space and time Redefining distance. The next skull on your necklace is mine: Cheap for such assistance I had a job trading bits for pieces Weıd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases Please, find my resignation enclosed, Roll with it, roll with it, we gonna roll in it, honey.., Dark Angel, Whatıs botherinı you? So strange, youıll do me all that you do Dark Angel, youıre makinı me blue.., I guess it doesnıt matter.., I guess it doesnıt matter... Picasso Moon, blinding ball, Spinning fire, the lightning calls Picasso Moon, fall into the sky Rarinı out, Iım gonna testify And stare a shout into that burning eye, Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Strikes morning; the atomic dawn, Scramble back to cover. Quick, pop your mirrored sunglasses on, My little leather-winged lover. I see your face printed on my money, Your blazinı ways really move me, honey..! Heart of darkness, Yea-e-yea-e-e-hoo.., Whyım I laughing? This ainıt funny Dark Angel, now just donıt start.., Youıll break my spirit, wreck my heart You must have a license for practisinı that art. I donıt presume to imagine. I donıt presume to imagine. Picasso Moon, fractal flame Blazing lace filling every frame Picasso Moon, wheels within wheels Whatıs true when everythingıs real? Itıs all new, Iım gonna scatter the seals Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real. Bigger than a drive-in movie, for real.


Midnight Moonlight

© by the Grateful Dead (performed by the Jerry Garcia band)

 

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 Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us as we kneel there In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnight, moonlight If you ever feel sorrow for the deeds you have done With no hope for tomorrow in the setting of the sun And the ocean is howling for the things that might have been And that last good morning sunrise will be the brightest you've ever seen In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnight, moonlight


Mississippi Moon

Written by Peter Rowan
Performed by the Jerry Garcia Band

You tell me you're lonely I know how you feel Leaning up at the bars Rocking back on my heels She's a wild bird who wandered Too easy to stray I knew she had to lose me To find her own way

Oh, Corey, I'll be coming soon Through the Louisiana pines to the Mississippi moon Through the Louisiana pines to the Mississippi moon

A wave on the ocean A whirlwind on the sand I took a notion That her ship would not land So light me a candle In the forest so deep Honey lay down beside me Angels rock us to sleep

Oh, Corey, I'll be coming soon Through the Louisiana pines to the Mississippi moon Through the Louisiana pines to the Mississippi moon Through the Louisiana pines to the Mississippi moon Through the Louisiana pines to the Mississippi moon

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