Jerry Garcia

Come take this gun off of me I won't shoot any more It's getting too dark to see And I feel like I'm knocking on heaven's door Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door Kno

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun That's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know, I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans The only thing a gambler nee

Oh, there ain't no bugs on me There ain't no bugs on me There may be bugs on some of your mugs But there ain't no bugs on me Well, the Juney bug comes in the month of June The lightning bug comes in May Bed bug comes just any old time But, they're no

All I know is something like a bird within her sang All I know, she sang a little while and then flew on Tell me all that you know, I'll show you snow and rain And you hear that same sweet song again, will you know why? Anyone who sings a tune so swe

If you go down to the woods today You're sure of a big surprise If you go down to the woods today You better go in disguise For every bear that ever there was Will gather there for certain because Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic Eve

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now I'm found 'T was blind, but now I see 'T was grace that taught my heart to feel And grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear The hour I first be

Will you wear white Oh my dear, oh my dear Will you wear white, Jenny Jenkins? No I won't wear white For the color's too bright I'll buy me a foldy-roldy, tildy-toldy Seek-a-double, use-a-cozza roll to find me Roll, Jenny Jenkins, roll Will you wear

Tore Up Over You (Ballard) Ever since you been gone I just cried the whole night long Since the day you said goodbye left me sore, no lie, no lie Tore up over you, and I just can't find my way. Tore up! Yeah, yeah, yeah, tore up. Woh-oh-oh tore up! Y