The Reply is a Grateful Dead Lyric

Since it costs a lot to win (and even more to lose), you and me bound to spend some time, wondering what to choose…

like him I’m tired of trying to heal
this tomcat hear with which I’m blessed
is distruction loving’s twin
must I choose to lose or win
maybe when my turn comes I will have guessed

Small wheel turn by the fire and rod,
Big wheel turn by the grace of God,
Every time that wheel turn 'round,
Bound to cover just a little more ground.

Stand upon a tower,
world at my command,
you just keep a turnin’ while I’m
playing in the band

Standing on the moon with nothing left to do.
A lovely view of heaven, but I’d rather be with you~

strangers stopping strangers
just to shake their hand
everybody is playing in the heart of gold band

And if a man among you got no sin upon his hand
Let him cast a stone at me for playing in the band.

They’re a band beyond description,
like Jehovah’s favorite choir.

Delilah Jones went to meet her God, and the old man never was the same again…

rat cat alley, roll them bones
need that cash to feed that Jones

Crazy cat peekin’ through a lace bandanna,
Like a one-eyed Cheshire, like a diamond-eye jack.

Sometimes the cards aren’t worth a dime
If you don’t lay 'em down.

Lay down my dear brothers, lay down and take your rest.
Oh won’t you lay your head upon your savior 's breast?

In a bed, in a bed, by the waterside I will lay my head,
listen to the river sing sweet songs to rock my soul

Right outside this lazy summer home; ain’t got time to call your soul a critic, no…

I see you got your list out,
say your piece and get out.

sorry that you feel that way

I was feeling *so *bad, so I asked my family doctor 'bout what I had … He said "

doctor say better stop balling that jack

I dropped four flights and cracked my spine,
honey come quick with the iodine.