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By Grateful Dead, Been all around this whole round world,
on our journey; got
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By Grateful Dead, You got a lotta nerve to say you are my
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By Grateful Dead, When I was a boy about seventeen I went down
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By Grateful Dead, Everybody's building the big ships and the boats.
Some are building
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By Grateful Dead, Here I am, on the lam ready to go
Brighter
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By Grateful Dead, Halfway past cool on Monday for the sight of her
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By Grateful Dead, I wanna jump, but I'm afraid I'll fall. I wanna
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By Grateful Dead, Run,run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the
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By Grateful Dead, Ten and ten is thirty, if you tell me it
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By Grateful Dead, If I had my way, I would tear this old
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By Grateful Dead, Once I was a slave at the sawmill
Talk about a
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By Grateful Dead, Well, I've been searchin', I've been searchin'
I've been searchin' every
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By Grateful Dead, Well she's little and she's low, right down on the
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By Grateful Dead, The warden led the prisoner down the hallway to his
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By Grateful Dead, You say you want to try again
Well you don't realize
That
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By Grateful Dead, Could have been a spoonful of coffee
Could have been
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By Grateful Dead, Well, put your arms around me like a circle in
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By Grateful Dead, If you go out in the woods today
You're sure of
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By Grateful Dead, The sailor, comin' out again
The lady fairly leapt at him
That's
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By Grateful Dead, We had plenty of lovers, we put in our time
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By Grateful Dead, Hang your head, hang your head, Tom Dooley hang your
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By Grateful Dead, Take my hand and run with me out of the
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By Grateful Dead, Ever since you been gone I just cried the whole
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By Grateful Dead, What are they seeing, when they look in each other's
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By Grateful Dead, Sometimes I lead sometimes I follow
This time I'll go where
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By Grateful Dead, Oh I know there is no place you can go
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By Grateful Dead, Tell Automatic Slim
Tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife
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By Grateful Dead, Gonna wave to the people
looking on the side of
the
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By Grateful Dead, We don't own this place, though we act as if
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By Grateful Dead, Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore,
