Testi:
Jerry Garcia

I started out from Memphis with two dollars and a dime, I started out from Memphis, boys, with two dollars and a dime, But I landed in old Hazard, boys

Well, I ain't never I ain't never Seen nobody like you Oh never Have I ever Seen nobody like you Well, you tell me sweet things that you don't mean

(Chorus:) I'm troubled, I'm troubled I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me Lord I'll live a long time Courting is pleasure And parting is grief

See this nine pound hammer (nine pound hammer) Is a little too heavy (little too heavy) For my size (for my size) For my size Now roll on buddy (roll

Standing on the corner, I didn't mean no harm When a police come, he took me by the arm Was down in Memphis, corner of Beale and Main Said "hey big boy

to Nore Anything you heard before me Hah, it's simple like a street life suburban story Turn my poor peeps into murkers for beef Who the fuck is Jerry

[Chorus] "You're the lyrics of my liiiife.." "You're the end, of my storyyyyy.." [Proof] Uhh, you know Proof, D12, Shady Records all day New kids nothin

(feat. B-Real, Method Man) [B-Real] Loaded, dazed, confused.. I'm in the Esco' rollin the crisp weed You know that I'm never ever blazin the Bush weed

Haha! What's up? I'm glad to meet you, you said your daddy beat you? Pull out your heart before you start, and let me grab some tissue! Okay, here you