Lyrics:
Grateful Dead Dick s Picks Vol 1 Live

river when you called Well, I followed her down to St. Louie later on down the river Trader said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone Well

takes the afterdeck The third the planks and rails What's the point in callin shots? This cue ain't straight in line Cueball's made of styrofoam and no one's

blown away Now what remains? The wind and rain And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings Knowing Like a song that's born to soar