Sung by Bob Weir with the Grateful Dead from the 1980s onwards, as well as with many of his solo bands and with 'The Dead'.
Lyrics By
Willie Dixon
Music By
Willie Dixon
Lyrics
Well it could be a spoonful of diamonds
Could be a spoonful of gold
But just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul
Men lied about that
Some of them cried about that
Some of them died about that
Everybody's fighting about that spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful
Well it might be a spoonful of coffee
Might be a spoonful of tea
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Good enough for me
Well it might be a spoonful of water
Saved from the desert sand
But one spoon of lead from my forty-five
Save you from another man