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Jack Straw (Live at the Palestra, Rochester, NY, October 26, 1971)
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Grateful Dead
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We can share the women, we can share the wine We can share what we got of yours 'cause we done shared all of mine Keep on rollin', just a mile to go Keep on rollin' my old buddy, you're movin' much too slow I just jumped the watchman, right outside the fence Took his rings, four bucks in change, ain't that Heaven sent? Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon, it burns my eyes to see Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon, it might as well've been me We used to play for silver, now we play for life One's for sport and one's for blood at thе point of a knife Now the die is shakеn, now the die must fall Ain't no winner in this game, he don't go home with all With all Leavin' Texas, fourth day of July Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky Catch the Detroit Lightnin' out of Sante Fe The Great Northern out of Cheyenne, from sea to shining sea Gotta go to Tulsa, first train we can ride Gotta settle one old score, one small point of pride Ain't a place a man can hide, will keep him from the sun Ain't a bed can give us rest now, you keep us on the run Jack Straw from Wichita Cut his buddy down Dug for him a shallow grave And laid his body down Half a mile from Tucson By the morning light One man gone and another to go My old buddy, you're moving much too slow We can share the women, we can share the wine
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