Bo Diddley  [B.Diddley] 

       Hey, Bo Diddley dee. 
 
 

 Bondi Pier  [?] 

       I was down by Bondi Pier, drinkin' tubes of ice cold beer, 
       With a bucket full of prawns upon my knee, 
       When I swallowed the last prawn, 
       I had a technicolor yawn and I chundered in the old Pacific Sea. 

       Drink it up, drink it up, 
       Crack another dozen tubes and prawns with me, 
       If you want to throw your voice, mate you won't have any choice, 
       But to chunder in the Old Pacific Sea. 

       I was sittin in the surf, when a mate of mine called Murf, 
       Asks if he can crack a tube or two with me. 
       The bastard barely swallowed it, 
       When he went for the big split, 
       And he chundered in the Old Pacific sea. 

       Drink it up, drink it up, 
       Crack another dozen tubes and prawns with me, 
       If you want to throw your voice, mate you won't have any choice, 
       But to chunder in the Old Pacific Sea. 

       I've had liquid laughs in cars, and I've hurled from moving cars, 
       And I've chuckled when and where it suited me. 
       But if I could choose the spot, 
       To regurgitate me lot, then I'd chunder in the Old Pacific Sea. 

       Drink it up, drink it up, 
       Crack another dozen tubes and prawns with me, 
       If you want to throw your voice, mate you won't have any choice, 
       But to chunder in the Old Pacific Sea. 
 

 Book of Rules (H. Johnsen/B. Llewellyn) 

       Isn't it strange how princesses and kings 
       Can clown their capers in sawdust rings, 
       Just like poor people like you and me 
       Will be builders for eternity; 
       Each is given a bag of tools, 
       Shapeless lines, and a book of rules. 

       Each must make his life (as flowing ink/e'er as flown) 
       A stumbling block or a stepping stone, 
       Just like poor people like you and me 
       Will be builders for eternity; 
       Each is given a bag of tools, 
       Shapeless lines, and a book of rules. 

       Pow pa Pow Pow, Pow Wa-Pa-Pa Pow Pow 
       Wa-pa-pa-pow pow, wa-pow pa pow pow pow. 

       And I say small people like you and me 
       Will be builders for eternity; 
       Each is given a bag of tools, 
       Shapeless masks, and a book of rules. 

       Look where the rain is fallen from the sky. 
       I know the sun will be only missing for awhile. 
       And I say poor people like you and me 
       Will be builders for eternity; 
       Each is given a bag of tools, 
       Shapeless masks, and a book of rules. 

       Pow pa Pow Pow, Pow Wa-Pa-Pa Pow Pow 
       Wa-pa-pa-pow pow, wa-pow pa pow pow pow. 

       And I say small people like you and me 
       Will be builders for eternity; 
       Each is given a bag of tools, 
       Shapeless lives, and a book of rules. 

       Pow pa Pow Pow, Pow Wa-Pa-Pa Pow Pow 
       Wa-pa-pa-pow pow, wa-pow pa pow pow pow.  (4X) 
 
 

 Born Cross-Eyed  [Weir] (GDA) 

       Seems like I've been here before, 
       Fuzzy then and still so obscure, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. 
       And I don't want to see anybody cry, 
       Meet me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. 

       Song comin' on, 
       So pleasin' to see, come and gone, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, 
       You don't have to tell me why, 
       Meet me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. 

       It ain't cause I'm the only one left darlin', 
       Bout the time the sun rises west, 
       Feelin' groovy, lookin' fine. 

       Think I'll come back here again, 
       Every now and then from time to time. 
       My how lovely you are, my dear, 
       The ball game has gone much too far my dear, 
       Sing to me, do your thing to me, 
       I'll meet you some mornin', meet you some mornin', 
       In the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. 
 

 Box Of Rain  [Lesh/Hunter] (GDA,GD1) 

       Look out of any window, any morning, any evening, any day. 
       Maybe the sun is shining, birds are winging, 
       No rain is falling from a heavy sky. 
       What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? 
       For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago. 

       Walk out of any doorway, feel your way, 
       Feel your way like the day before. 
       Maybe you'll find direction, 
       Around some corner where it's been waiting to meet you. 
       What do you want me to do, to watch for you while you're sleeping? 
       Then please don't be surprised when you find me dreaming too. 

       Look into any eyes you find by you; you can see clear to another day. 
       Maybe been seen before, 
       Through other eyes on other days while going home. 
       What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? 
       It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago. 

       Walk into splintered sunlight, 
       Inch your way through dead dreams to another land. 
       Maybe you're tired and broken, 
       Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear. 
       What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? 
       A box of rain will ease the pain, and love will see you through. 

       Just a box of rain, wind and water, 
       Believe it if you need in, if you don't just pass it on. 
       Sun and shower, wind and rain, 
       In and out the window like a moth  before a flame. 

       And it's just a box of rain, I don't know who put it there; 
       Believe it if you need it, or leave it if you dare. 
       And it's just a box of rain, or a ribbon for your hair; 
       Such a long long time to be gone, and a short time to be there. 
 

 Boys in the Barroom  [Hunter] 

       Does God look down on the boys in the barroom, 
       Mainly forsaken but surely not judged. 
       Jacks, kings, and aces, their faces in wine, 
       Do lord deliver our kind. 
       From singing for whiskey three strings on the fiddle, 
       Four on the guitar and a song that I love. 
       Many's the night we spent picking and singing, 
       In hopes it be pleasing both here and above. 
       Jack's string fiddle to my sawtooth bow, 
       Who loves lonlieness loves it alone. 
       I love the dim lights like some love the dew, 
       Only thing I wonder sometimes: 
       Does God look down on the boys in the barroom, 
       Mainly forsaken but surely not judged. 
       Jacks, kings, and aces, their faces in wine, 
       Do lord deliver our kind. 
 

 Bring Me My Shotgun  [?] 

       Oh bring me my shotgun, bring me back some shells, 
       Why don't you just bring me my shotgun, 
       Bring me back a pocket full of shells, 
       Well you know if I don't get myself a little competition, 
       You know there's gonna be some trouble 'round here. 

       Well you know my mama told me, she said, 
       You gonna have bad luck, son, don't care where you go, 
       So why don't you bring me my shotgun. 

       Early in the morning when the sun gonna rise, 
       She lets her rolling go moonshine bright, 
       In the morning bring me my shotgun, 
       Well I can stand in the mist for a while, 
       But I can't stand it for very long. 
 

 Brokedown Palace  [Garcia/Hunter] (GD1) 

       Fare you well, my honey, fare you well my only true one. 
       All the birds that were singing are flown, except you alone. 
       Goin' to leave this brokedown palace, 
       On my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, roll. 

       Make myself a bed by the waterside, 
       In my time, in my time, I will roll, roll roll. 

       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. 

       River goin' to take me, sing sweet and sleepy, 
       Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home. 
       It's a far gone lullaby sung many years ago. 
       Mama, Mama, many worlds I've come since I first left home. 

       Goin' home, goin' home, by the waterside I will rest my bones. 
       Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul. 

       Going to plant a weeping willow; 
       On the bank's green edge it will grow, grow, grow. 
       Singin' a lullaby beside the water 
       Lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll. 

       Fare you well, fare you well, I love you more than words can tell. 
       Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul. 
       I'm gonna listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul. 
 

 Broken Arrow  [Robbie Robertson] 
 
       Who else is gonna bring you 
       A broken arrow 
       Who else is gonna bring you 
       A bottle of rain 
       There he goes, moving across the water 
       There he goes turning my whole 
       world around 
 
       Do you feel what I feel 
       Can we make that it's part of the deal 
       I gotta hold you in these arms of steel 
       Lay your heart on the line...this time 
 
       I wanna breathe when you breathe 
       When you whisper like that hot 
       Summer breeze 
       Count the beads of sweat that cover me 
       Didn't you show me a sign, this time 
 
       Who else is gonna bring you 
       A broken arrow 
       Who else is gonna bring you 
       A bottle of rain 
       There he goes, moving across the water 
       There he goes turning my whole 
       world around 
 
       Can you see what I see 
       Can you cut behind the mystery 
       I will meet you by the witness tree 
       Leave the whole world behind 
 
       I want to come when you call 
       I'll get to you if I have to crawl 
       They can't hold me with these iron walls 
       We've got mountains to climb 
 
       Who else is gonna bring you 
       A broken arrow 
       Who else is gonna bring you 
       A bottle of rain 
       There he goes, moving across the water 
       There he goes turning my whole world around 
 
 

 Brother Esau  [Weir/Barlow] 

       My brother Esau killed the hunter, back in 1969, 
       Before the killing was done his inheritance was mine. 
       When at first my brother walked away, 
       Before a weary band, 
       Esau gave his sleeplessness for a piece of moral land. 

       Our father favored Esau, he was eager to obey, 
       All the wild commandments, the old man shot his way. 
       But all this ended when, my brother failed at war, 
       He staggered home and found me in the door. 

       Esau skates on mirrors anymore 
       Meets his pale reflection at the door. 
       Sometimes at night I dream, he's still that hairy man, 
       Shadow boxing the apocalypse, wandering the land. 

       Esau holds the blessing, brother Esau holds the curse, 
       I was thinking that the blame was mine, 
       But suspected something worse. 
       The more my brother looks like me, the more I understand, 
       The silent war it bloodied both our hands. 
       Sometimes at night I think I understand. 
       None of us can win. 
       Outside that dream, still that hairy man. 
       Well sometimes at night I think I understand. 
       Shadowboxing the apocalypse, wandering the land. 
 
 

 Brown-Eyed Women  [Garcia/Hunter] (GDA) 
 

       Gone are the days when the ox fall down, 
       Take up the yoke and plow the fields around. 
       Gone are the days when the ladies said, "Please, 
       Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me." 

       [Chorus] 

       Brown-eyed women and red grenadine. 
       The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean. 
       Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down, 
       And it looks like the old man's gettin' on. 

       1920 when he stepped to the bar, drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar 
       1930 when the wall caved in. He'd made his way selling red-eyed gin. 

       [Chorus] 

       Delilah Jones was the mother of twins, 
       Two times over and the rest were sins. 
       Raised eight boys, only I turned bad, 
       Didn't get the lickin's that the other ones had. 

       [Chorus] 

       Tumble-down shack in Big Foot County. 
       Snowed so hard that the roof caved in. 
       Delilah Jones went to meet her god, 
       And the old man never was the same again. 

       Daddy made whiskey and he made it well. 
       Cost two dollars and it burned like hell. 
       I cut hick'ry just to fire the still, 
       Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill. 

       [Chorus] 

       Gone are the days when the ox fall down, 
       Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around. 
       Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please, 
       Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me." 

       [Chorus] 

       And it looks like the old man's getting on. 
 

 Built to Last  [Garcia/Hunter] 

       There are times when you must beckon, 
       There are times when you must fall. 
       You can take a lot of reckoning, 
       But you can't take it all. 

       There are times when I can help you out, 
       And times when you must fall. 
       There are times when you must live in doubt, 
       And I can't help at all. 

       Two blue stars, shine o'er the hill. 
       Plead no more, now just be still. 
       Through the night, now safely there. 
       Show me something built to last. 

       Been held by the fire, 
       Yes and I'm, held by the ring. 
       You can walk on balls of fire, 
       But sometimes you might bleed. 

       There are times when I have begged you 
       And you do the same to me. 
       If you can't or won't admit it, 
       At least we pulled you through. 

       Three blue stars, set o'er the hill. 
       Call them back; you never will. 
       All these trials, soon be dead. 
       We all need something built to last. 

       Built to last 'till time of seven, 
       Falls tumbling from the sky. 
       Built to last 'till lightness fades, 
       And darkness falls on all. 
       Built to last 'till years roll back 
       Our couch perched in the sky 
       Show me something different, 
       Or something built to try. 

       There are times when you get hit up on, 
       Try hard but you cannot give. 
       Other times, you'd gladly go 
       with what you need to give. 

       Don't be afraid to save your face, 
       When you have done your best 
       Now I won't forget, 
       Next day try the rest. 

       All the stars, are gone but one. 
       Morning dreams, we found the Sun. 
       Through the night, now safely there, 
       Show me something built to last 

       Two blue stones, shine o'er the hill. 
       Call it back; you never will 
       All these trials, now are dead. 
       Show me something built to last. 
       All the stars, are gone but one. 
       Morning dreams. Here comes the sun. 
       Through the night, now sinking fast. 
       Show me something built to last.