Jerry Garcia Band

When I speak your name I start to shake inside When I see you stroll I lose control

Mama said, Don't go near that river, Don't be hanging around old Catfish John Come in the morning

Working and waiting in the hot sun With all the rich saints, and the fallen ones Working and waiting for the

Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky Waiting for me when I die But between the day you're born and

I wanna say to my sisters and my brothers Keep the faith When the storm flies and the wind blows Go on

Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day The sun is up, the sky

Love, love in the afternoon Outside the window an organ grinder's tune Rhythm, wine; touch of

When the road gets too long And you run all out of song And the pain gets too much For you to bear

Virgil Caine is the name and I served on the Danville train 'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the

Cats down under the stars Cats down under the stars Cats on the blacktop, birdies in the treetop

Since it costs a lot to win, and even more to lose, You and me bound to spend some time wond'rin' what to

Well up in the evening down in Mobile, Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer Gotta

Just a song of Gomorrah I wonder what they did there Must've been a bad thing To get shot down

Evangeline She's on her own Just barely seventeen When she left home Don't know where

If you ever feel lonesome, And your down in San Antone, Beg, steal, or borrow two nickels or a dime,