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Brown-Eyed Women

year:
1971

lyrics:

Gone are the days when the ox fall down
he'd take up the yoke and plow the fields around
Gone are the days when the ladies said: "Please,
gently, Jack Jones, won't you come to me?"

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Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on

In 1920 when he stepped to the bar
he drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar
In 1930 when the Wall caved in
he paid his way selling red-eye gin

[Chorus]

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

[Chorus]

Tumble down shack in Bigfoot 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

[Chorus]

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 you're ready to kill

[Chorus]

words by:
Robert Hunter

music by:
Jerry Garcia

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