Grateful Dead

right back atcha....Two times over.....with feeling..... You say you haven't been rocked in a long, long time And good hard rockin is so hard to find Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you shout Oh, your homemade loving done knocked me out. Now I've looked long and hard for you And you seem to know what I'm fixing to do Oh you run a little hot but that's alright Your fruit ain't rotten it's oh so ripe. Now your mama sure done raised you right when It comes to home cooking you eat every bite Take your sweet time we've got all night And I'm gonna show you how to Rock Me Right Come on and Rock Me Right, Oh Rock Me Right Rock Me Right, I'm gonna show you how to Rock Me Right When your stomach starts growling I know what you need darlin Oh Fix me up something salty and sweet, Oh now homemade cookin always does the trick Oh your cotton ain't rotten just needs to be picked Now your mama sure done raised you right when It comes to home cooking you eat every bite Take your sweet time we've got all night And I'm gonna show you how to Rock Me Right Come on and Rock Me Right, Oh Rock Me Right Rock Me Right, I'm gonna show you how to Rock Me Right Come on and Rock Me Right, Oh Rock Me Right Rock Me Right, I'm gonna show you how to Rock Me Right

Hey now, he has quite the track listing. Again, I think I missed my calling...been writing since I was 9. I'm a love doctor I never went to doctor school I'm a love doctor I'll fix you up as good as new If you need love, I'd love to operate on you If you need good lovin' My love is gonna make you strong By your side, baby, That's where I belong I know you ache, but I can make your pain be gone I'm a love doctor I never went to doctor school I'm a love doctor I'll fix you up as good as new If you need love, I'd love to operate on you The doctor is in So just relax Before you have A heart attack! You been mistreated Done like dirt Let me kiss it Where it hurts I'm your love doctor I never been to doctor school I'm your love doctor My love is gonna work on you I'm a love doctor Never been to doctor school Yes, I'm your love doctor I'll fix you up as good as new If you need love, I'd love to operate on you Yes, I'm your love doctor I'm a love doctor Ha, ha, I'm your love doctor Fix you up as good as new, ha, ha, ha! Yeah! I'm your love doctor I'd love to operate on you

Good morning George and Miami......TGIFF! I miss the arms that used to hold me The tender way we used to kiss I miss the way that you touch me I miss the sweet taste of your lips I was a fool to ever leave you You were a fool to let me go Oh it's so lonesome, lonesome here without you Oh how I miss you so It hurt, it hurt, it hurt so bad You were the best man I ever had Why was I so blind to see? Now the biggest fool is me I miss the arms that used to hold me The tender way we used to kiss (oh Yes) Oh I miss the way you used to touch me I miss the sweet taste of your lips It hurt, it hurt, it hurt so bad 'Cause oh you were the best man I ever had Why was I so blind to see? Now the biggest fool is me Oh, Oh what a fool I was darling, yes And oh you were a fool to let, let me go Why did you let me go? It's so lonesome here without you Oh how I miss you so Oh oh NO! Yes Don't do it Don't do it Don't do it Oh Lord NO! I miss you oh yeah Come back, oh come back to me, yes Oh how I miss you.... Oh I miss you so (Look up Tom Hambridge....a Buffalo born songwriter.....you will recognize his songs by those who made them famous)....

It's a sweet sweet morning. Welcome to da dus Mr. Mark! Dis dus is headed to either NYC or New Orleans and we pick up all hitchhikers on the way. Sometimes...people fall out of da dus but as was discovered recently, you cant actually leave da dus! And da dus wont leave you... Some people are made of plastic And you know some people are made of wood Some people have hearts of stone Some people are up to no good But baby I'm for real I'm as real as real can get If what you're looking for is real loving Then what you see is what you get What you see is what you get What you see is what you get I said what you see is what you get now baby And the real thing is the best thing yet You know some people Are made of lies to bring you down And shame your name But baby, I have good intentions 'Cause breaking hearts just ain't my game All I want to do is love you And sugar I won't pin you with regret If what you're looking for is real loving Then what you see is what you get

Rabbits hop, family hops...sunny day and watch out for that tree, Miz Holly ma'am... For Mark, a song from the good ol ABB: The gypsy flies from coast to coast, Knowing many, loving none, Bearing sorrow, having fun. But, back home he'll always run, To sweet Melissa. Mmmm-hmmm. Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same. And no one knows the gypsy's name, And no one hears his lonely sighs, There are no blankets where he lies. Lord, in his deepest dreams the gypsy flies, With sweet Melissa. Mmmm-hmmm. Again, the mornin's come. Again, he's on the run. A sunbeam's shinin through his hair. Fear not to have a care. Well, pick up your gear and gypsy roll on. Roll on. Crossroads, will you ever let him go? Lord, Lord. Or will you hide the dead man's ghost? Or will he lie, beneath the clay? Or will his spirit float away? But, I know that he won't stay, Without Melissa. Yes, I know that he won't stay, yeah, Without Melissa. Lord, Lord, it's all the same. Mmmmm-hmmmmm. Songwriters: ALAIMO, STEPHEN / ALLMAN, GREGG You all have a nice ride today...peace and love!

Holly aka Miami(she came from FLA) aka Ellie Mae (country girl) aka Trixie....just cuz it's a fun name to say, is our driver.... Big white dog, that's Sgt. Pupper he spins the tunes and rolls the bones, you can call me Ralph Kramden....I alternate riding shotgun with the Pupper, offering advise, providing moral support.... Mark, so glad you made it! Every day I get in the queue (Too much, Magic Bus) To get on the bus that takes me to you (Too much, Magic Bus) I'm so nervous, I just sit and smile (Too much, Magic Bus) You house is only another mile (Too much, Magic Bus) Thank you, driver, for getting me here (Too much, Magic Bus) You'll be an inspector, have no fear (Too much, Magic Bus) I don't want to cause no fuss (Too much, Magic Bus) But can I buy your Magic Bus? (Too much, Magic Bus) Nooooooooo! I don't care how much I pay (Too much, Magic Bus) I wanna drive my bus to my baby each day (Too much, Magic Bus) I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it ... (You can't have it!) Thruppence and sixpence every day Just to drive to my baby Thruppence and sixpence each day 'Cause I drive my baby every way Magic Bus, Magic Bus, Magic Bus ... I said, now I've got my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus) I said, now I've got my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus) I drive my baby every way (Too much, Magic Bus) Each time I go a different way (Too much, Magic Bus) I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it ... Every day you'll see the dust (Too much, Magic Bus) As I drive my baby in my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus)

hello my lovely family. I'd love to climb aboard you're bus on this fine morning.

Move over little dog a big old dog is movin in.... Welcome onboard...coffee is on Mark

Morning camers and camperettes....fine songs you've been sharing... keep 'em coming, please. And i met a kind soul this morning, Mark is his name...and he is looking for a family to hang with here... Reckon we got a spot on da bus?

Coffee is on.....Anaesthesia to the Upside.....light roast....smooth.....highly recommended Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low; Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door. I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues, I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues. Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too. Well my momma died and left me, My poppa died and left me, I ain't good looking baby, But I'm somewhat sweet and kind. I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go? But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she wanna go. (and I sure will take her). I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen; Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen. Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah, And she look like a dog gone queen. Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door.