Grateful Dead

I leave you with this lullaby Ms. Katniss......5am est comes around, well at 5am est..... thanks for hopping onboard the raft....... Now it's time to say good night. Good night, sleep tight. Now the sun turns out his light. Good night, sleep tight. Dream sweet dreams for me. Dream sweet dreams for you. Close your eyes and I'll close mine. Good night, sleep tight. Now the moon begins to shine. Good night, sleep tight. Dream sweet dreams for me, dream sweet dreams for you. Mm, mm, mm. Close your eyes and I'll close mine. Good night, sleep tight. Now the sun turns out his light. Good night, sleep tight Dream sweet dreams for me, dream sweet dreams for you. (Whispered:) Good night, good night everybody Everybody everywhere Good night Ohhh shit....Sgt. Pupper in da avatar house!!!! :-)

...always takes me back to that beautiful evening at the Rosehall. Told the story before - singing with those gentlemen was a highlight of my life. The tender smile on his face as I sang this one with him word-for-word is a treasured memory. He looked at me like I was his first-born baby-girl -- so, so sweet.

Oh....I sang....but don't remember the girl I was with, doesn't matter now.....but this song rocked my soul.... going out to Chicago.....and Kristine....you'll always be mama to me...... :-) No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. 'Cause - 'cause - 'cause I remember when a we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown, Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites - yeah! - Mingle with the good people we meet, yeah! Good friends we have, oh, good friends we have lost Along the way, yeah! In this great future, you can't forget your past; So dry your tears, I seh. Yeah! No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. Eh, yeah! A little darlin', don't shed no tears: No, woman, no cry. Eh! Said - said - said I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown, yeah! And then Georgie would make the fire lights, I seh, logwood burnin' through the nights, yeah! Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, say, Of which I'll share with you, yeah! My feet is my only carriage And so I've got to push on through. Oh, while I'm gone, Everything's gonna be all right! Everything's gonna be all right! Everything's gonna be all right, yeah! Everything's gonna be all right! Everything's gonna be all right-a! Everything's gonna be all right! Everything's gonna be all right, yeah! Everything's gonna be all right! So no, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. I seh, O little - O little darlin', don't shed no tears; No, woman, no cry, eh. No, woman - no, woman - no, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. One more time I got to say: O little - little darlin', please don't shed no tears; No, woman, no cry.

Old pirates, yes, they rob I; Sold I to the merchant ships, Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit. But my hand was made strong By the 'and of the Almighty. We forward in this generation Triumphantly. Won't you help to sing These songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever have: Redemption songs; Redemption songs. Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds. Have no fear for atomic energy, 'Cause none of them can stop the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look? Ooh! Some say it's just a part of it: We've got to fulfill the book. Won't you help to sing These songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever have: Redemption songs; Redemption songs; Redemption songs. [Guitar break] Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our mind. Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy, 'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look? Yes, some say it's just a part of it: We've got to fulfill the book. Won't you help to sing These songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever had: Redemption songs All I ever had: Redemption songs: These songs of freedom, Songs of freedom.

You a-go tired fe see me face; Can't get me out of the race. Oh, man, you said I'm in your place And then you draw bad cyard - A-make you draw bad cyard, And then you draw bad cyard. Propaganda spreading over my name; Say you wanna bring another life to shame. Oh, man, you just a-playing a game And then you draw bad cyard draw bad cyard; A-make you draw bad cyard draw bad cyard; A-make you draw bad cyard. I want to disturb my neighbour, 'Cause I'm feelin' so right; I want to turn up my disco, Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! - In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style, In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style. 'Cause we guarding the palace so majestic; Guarding the palace so realistic! Them a-go tired to see we face (oh yeah!), Me say them can't get we out of the race; Oh, man, it's just a big disgrace. The way you draw bad cyard draw bad cyard; The way you make wrong moves make wrong moves; The way you draw bad cyard draw bad cyard; A-make you draw bad cyard draw bad cyard; A-make you draw bad cyard - In a rub-a-dub style, rub-a-dub style, In a rub-a-dub style ...

Welcome onboard Katniss..life preservers on lower deck..... Well now keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away Keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away Here you come mama big as sin, tell what you been doin' by the shape you're in So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away If you been doin' what I think you been doin' baby, can't do that 'round here You been doin' what I think you been doin' baby, can't do that 'round here Here you come mam big as hell, tell what you been doin' by way you smell So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away What's that smell like fish pretty baby, I really would like to know Tell me What's that smell like fish oh mama, I really would like to know That ain't puddin' baby ain't no pie, it's the stuff that I got you by So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away Now yes you gotta leave this mornin', get your yas yas outta my door Now yes you gotta leave this mornin', get your yas yas outta my door Ashes to ashes mama, dust to dust, what-cha gonna do when that damn thing rusts So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away.....

Oh, what else can I do, oh, what else can I do Oh, face in a screw oh, racing to prove You never remember the blossom sender Still in a rub a dub style Long time you don't know what I'm doing whoa Long time see troubles are brewing yeah Slick to the way you rock it and know that You'll cope with that Not gonna let it sit 'til I say, "how dope was that" Keep your head pumping 'til you get in the zone Not giving up not going home Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow Nobody can really say 'cause nobody really know Only thing that matters if it's funky to you You got a choice of what you can do so Oh, what else can I do, oh, what else can I do Oh, face in a screw oh, racing to prove You never remember the blossom sender Still in a rub a dub style Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow Nobody can really say 'cause nobody really know Only thing that matters if it's funky to you You got a choice of what you can do

Sarge lost a fight with a skunk....it's rub a dub dub time.... Damn son you stank!!!!! Pass the duckie on the left hand side....

the lyrics could covey the sound. The whole is greater than the sum of it's parts. We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone, a long long time ago Oh no, not me I never lost control You're face to face With The Man Who Sold The World I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here We must have died alone, a long long time ago Who knows? not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World

I can't help about the shape I'm inI can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh well Now, when I talked to God I knew he'd understand He said, "Stick by my side and I'll be your guiding hand But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to" Oh well