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Grateful Dead Way To Go Home

long long long way to go home Any which way you are tempted to go It's a long long long long long long long long way Way to go home

dying of cold and he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every

the guitar, or Jerry Wonder beats Maybe the money when I didn't have a dime Maybe a way out before committing crimes Coulda been Lauryn, perhaps it was Pras Probably the mirror looking dead

the guitar, or Jerry Wonder beats Maybe the money when I didn't have a dime Maybe a way out before committin' crimes Coulda been Lauryn, perhaps it was Pras Probably the mirror lookin' dead

Men," She'd say, "you're the cat's meow" Then we'd wow the crowd again When she'd go... I'd go... We'd go... And then those ding-dong daddies started

of cold and he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every year

wall Uptown it's dead now but, out here no one seems to care at all Slick girls and sick boys and each one lining up to take it home They hold tight their

trust it... Where so many tears are shed Keep friends? he keep a 9 instead He know tonight he could be dead No justice... So many troubled, souls, so many broken homes

the guitar, or Jerry Wonder beats Maybe the money when I didn't have a dime Maybe a way out before committing crimes Coulda been Lauryn, perhaps it was Pras Probably the mirror looking dead