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Pride of Cucamonga (2013 Remaster)
Grateful Dead
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I'm on the edge of an empty highway
Howling at the blood on the moon
A diesel Mack truck rolling down my way
I can't hit that border too soon
Running hard out of Muskrat Flats
It was sixty days or double life
Hair on my back like a shotgun blast
High wind chimes in the night
Whoa-oh, pride of Cucamonga
Whoa-oh, bitter olives in the sun
Whoa-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
The good old boys in the Greystone Hotel
Are sitting doing that git on down
Whoa-oh, pride of Cucamonga
Whoa-oh, silver apples in the sun
Whoa-oh, I had me some lovin'
And I done some time
I see your silver shining town
But I know I can't go there
Your streets run deep with poison wine
Your doorways crawl with fear
So I think I'll drift for old where it's at
Where the weed grows green and fine
And wrap myself around a bush of that bright
Whoa-oh, Oaxaca vine
Yes it's me, I'm the pride of Cucamonga
I can see golden forests in the sun
Whoa-oh, I had me some lovin'
And I done some time
And I done some time
And I done some time
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