Grateful Dead — Pride Of Cucamonga
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Out on the edge of an empty highway, howling at the blood on the moon,
Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way, can't hit that border too soon.
Running hard out of Muskrat Flats, it was sixty days or double life,
Hail on my back like a shotgun blast, high wind chimes in the night.
Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, oh, oh bitter olives in the sun,
Oh, oh I had me some lovin', and I done some time.
Since I came down from Oregon, there's a lesson or two I've learned
By standing in the road alone, standing watching the fires burn.
The northern sky it stinks with greed, you can smell it for miles around,
Good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel, sitting doing that git on down.
Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, of, of silver apples in the sun,
I see your silver shining town, but I know I can't go there --
Your streets run deep with poisoned wine, your doorways crawl with fear.
So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at, where the weed grows green and fine
And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, whoa, on Oaxaca vine.
Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga, I can see golden forests in the sun.
Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way, can't hit that border too soon.
Running hard out of Muskrat Flats, it was sixty days or double life,
Hail on my back like a shotgun blast, high wind chimes in the night.
Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, oh, oh bitter olives in the sun,
Oh, oh I had me some lovin', and I done some time.
Since I came down from Oregon, there's a lesson or two I've learned
By standing in the road alone, standing watching the fires burn.
The northern sky it stinks with greed, you can smell it for miles around,
Good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel, sitting doing that git on down.
Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga, of, of silver apples in the sun,
I see your silver shining town, but I know I can't go there --
Your streets run deep with poisoned wine, your doorways crawl with fear.
So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at, where the weed grows green and fine
And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, whoa, on Oaxaca vine.
Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga, I can see golden forests in the sun.
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yeehaw, giddy up with some Phil and Oaxaca vine!
Playing the Dead after Phish is like drinking Whiskey after Bud Light.
kcar wrote:
Agreed
Not that Jerry had the best voice, but it's a good thing this guy wasn't the lead singer.
Agreed
d-don wrote:
He can sing...like "box of rain" too.
Yeah...a Phil song...I dig!
He can sing...like "box of rain" too.
Gotta be one of the best album covers of all time.
Such a magnificent album all around.
And this tune, a Lesh masterpiece.
Such a magnificent album all around.
And this tune, a Lesh masterpiece.
Not that Jerry had the best voice, but it's a good thing this guy wasn't the lead singer.
And I done some time... always loved this song.. Thanks Bill !
Yeah...a Phil song...I dig!
Thanks RP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Out on the edge of the empty highway
Howling at the blood on the moon
Big diesel Mack rolling down my way
Can't hit that border too soon
Running hard out of Muskrat Flats
It was sixty days or double life
Hail at my back like a shotgun blast
High wind chimes in the night.....
Out on the edge of the empty highway
Howling at the blood on the moon
Big diesel Mack rolling down my way
Can't hit that border too soon
Running hard out of Muskrat Flats
It was sixty days or double life
Hail at my back like a shotgun blast
High wind chimes in the night.....
Maybe they're right - you had to be there.
Well that's odd. A Dead song I didn't mind. 6.
OMG, had to switch radio station, fast!
valerie wrote:
You're absolutely right...so I doubled it!
There's no reason to give this song a 1.
You're absolutely right...so I doubled it!
Try to say Cucamonga five times fast.
There´s no reason to give this song a 1.
crap.
horrible
But it's Phil! Sliding scale.