Grateful Dead

Hey now Daydreamers we're truckin along... Saw a Head last night at dinner with a Truckin to Buffalo shirt on. I'm taking that as a good omen. Lots of LE out in force today keeping the motorists safe They're tryna be tricky...posting little signs saying checkpoint ahead...on the interstate. Just keep truckin on!

Play it sweet for out travelers... Truckin' got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on. Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street. Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street. Your typical city involved in a typical daydream Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings. Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New Orleans; New York's got the ways and means; but just won't let you be, oh no. Most of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true love, Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home. One of these days they know they better get goin' Out of the door and down on the streets all alone. Truckin', like the do-dah man. Once told me "You've got to play your hand" Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down, Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurres to me What a long, strange trip it's been. What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, All a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame?" Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin', you got to mellow slow Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on. Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window. Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in. Busted, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, like a bowlin' pin. Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. They just won't let you be, oh no. You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel; Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down. I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin', Get out of the door and light out and look all around. Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurres to me What a long, strange trip it's been. Truckin', I'm a goin' home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong, Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin' on. Hey now get back truckin' home.

Hey Sir, Ma'am, I heard your dus all night long, winding it's way thru the ribbons of highways from here to there... And look! it's right outside... Tiime to hop on...you Chicago Bound???? Are those our seats? Thankee kindly, Hi puppers, greetings all mind if we set a spell? Thanks. Sure I heard of Truckin...me and Bobby screw up the third and fourth verses all the time, Hit it Sarge, turn up da dass! Chicago bound! Color us happy! See you soon!

All packed and ready to go. Leavin nice and easy when we rise...See you in the windy city. STL has started lighting up the sky for the 4th of July! Leaving St. Louis, the city of blues, in the midst of a storm I'd rather forget... Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light! PS the hitchhikers fell off da dus...sobbing something about responsibilty or some such... The show must go on

To the train.....and bus To Kingston mines and the chop house To the cats n kittens puppets n pugs To Miller to Stella to every other gal n fella Hit it Sarge..... Let me run with you tonight I'll take you on a moonlight ride There's someone I used to see But she don't give a damn for me But let me get to the point, let's roll another joint And turn the radio loud, I'm too alone to be proud You don't know how it feels You don't know how it feels to be me People come, people go Some grow young, some grow cold I woke up in between A memory and a dream So let's get to the point, let's roll another joint Let's head on down the road There's somewhere I gotta go And you don't know how it feels You don't know how it feels to be me My old man was born to rock He's still tryin' to beat the clock Think of me what you will I've got a little space to fill So let's get to the point, let's roll another joint And let's head on down the road There's somewhere I got to go And you don't know how it feels No, you don't know how it feels to be me Chicago Rocks!!!!!!!!

Pretty nice and wonderful to know the first wave has gotten off da dus and is representing the Sunshine Daybreamers Clan most enthusiastically in Chicago. Looks like our wheels are in good shape as we spin around and pick up round two and three. All you gotta do is wave, smile, and hop on...see you on the fields of green...remember to bring that magic carpet to assist you when traffic gets a bit heavy...and don't forget the towel... Here's a blast from the past from the KDED radio dial... Hot summer day (Hot summer day) Carry me along Oh, hot summer day (Hot summer day) Please carry me along Hot summer day Carry me along To its end Where I begin Long summer dream (Long summer dream) Sliding round my mind Those long summer dreams (Long summer dream) Are leaving me behind Hot summer day Carry me along To its end Where I begin Circling like a river Over brightly colored stones Breaking up my soul And taking part of me home Leaving the other half To tumble all alone Love, love, where did you go? Hot summer day (Hot summer day) Carry me along To its end where I begin Those long summer dreams (Long summer dream) Still spinning round my mind And they end where they begin And I want to grab that river And stop the love that's dying Because I know that somewhere Deep inside my soul you're still lying Waiting to awaken And shake that river's flow Love, love, where did you go? They told me that the sun turned green I said I didn't know And they told me that the moon turned blue I said it didn't show And they told me that I looked a fool And I said I'd let that go But when they told me that our love was dead I had to turn and go Oh love Love Love Love Love Where did you go? Hot summer day (Hot summer day) Carry me along To its end Where I begin Long summer dreams (Long summer dream) Sliding round my mind And they end Where they begin Circling like a river Over brightly colored stones Breaking up my soul And taking part of me home Leaving the other half To tumble all alone Love, love, where did you go? Songwriters DAVID LAFLAMME, LINDA LAFLAMME ...love went to Chicago all...see you there!

Oooooohhhh shit... But I digress

You wanna know what the Heavens think of this weekend's Fare Thee Well? Well, here's some astrology on it, anywho! By my friend, Tom Kaypacha https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-81A6G3qolI

Rgr, that! See you there!

This might be a repeat, but my final play on KDED, sent with love to Miller's horse and a missing moonchild - If you're driving into town With a dark cloud above you Dial in the number Who's bound to love you Oh honey you turn me on I'm a radio I'm a country station I'm a little bit corny I'm a wildwood flower Waving for you Broadcasting tower Waving for you And I'm sending you out This signal here I hope you can pick it up Loud and clear I know you don't like weak women You get bored so quick And you don't like strong women 'Cause they're hip to your tricks It's been dirty for dirty Down the line But you know I come when you whistle When you're loving and kind But if you've got too many doubts If there's no good reception for me Then tune me out, 'cause honey Who needs the static It hurts the head And you wind up cracking And the day goes dismal From "Breakfast Barney" To the sign-off prayer What a sorry face you get to wear I'm going to tell you again now If you're still listening there If you're driving into town With a dark cloud above you Dial in the number Who's bound to love you If you're lying on the beach With the transistor going Kick off the sandflies honey The love's still flowing If your head says forget it But your heart's still smoking Call me at the station The lines are open