GRATEFUL DEAD

GRATEFUL DEAD - So Many Roads

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Thought I heard a blackird sing up on Bluebird Hill Call me a whining boy if you will Born where the sound don't shine and I don't deny my name Got no place to go, ain't that a shame? Thought I heard that KC whistle moaning sweet and low Thought I heard that KC when she blow Down where the sun don't shine Underneath the kokomomo Whining boy got no place to go So many roads I tell you So many roads I know So many roads, so many roads Mountain high, river wide So many roads to ride So many roads, so many roads Thought I heard a jug band playin' "If you don't... who else will?" from over on the far side of the hill All I know the sun don't shine, and the rain refused to go and you don't seem to hear me when I call Wind inside & the wind outside Tangled in the window blind Tell me why you treat me so unkind Down where the sun don't shine Lonely and I call your name No place left to go, ain't that a shame? So many roads I tell you New York to San Francisco So many roads I know All I want is one to take me home From the high road to the low So many roads I know So many roads so many roads From the land of the midnight sun where the ice blue roses grow 'long those roads of gold and silver snow Howlin' wide or moaning low So many roads I know So many roads to ease my soul

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