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Day of the Dead
Disc 1
01. Touch of Grey
02. Sugaree
03. Candyman
04. Cassidy
05. Black Muddy River
06. Loser
07. Peggy-O
08. Box of Rain
09. Rubin and Cherise
10. To Lay Me Down
11. New Speedway Boogie
12. Friend of the Devil
13. Uncle John’s Band
14. Me and My Uncle
15. Mountains of the Moon
16. Black Peter
17. Garcia Counterpoint
18. Terrapin Station (Suite)
19. Attics of My Life
20. St. Stephen (live)
Disc 2
01. If I Had the World to Give
02. Standing on the Moon
03. Cumberland Blues
04. Ship of Fools
05. Bird Song
06. Morning Dew
07. Truckin’
08. Dark Star
09. Nightfall of Diamonds
10. Transitive Refraction Axis for John Oswald
11. Going Down the Road Feelin’ Bad
12. Playing in the Band
13. Stella Blue
14. Eyes of the World
15. Help on the Way
16. Franklin’s Tower
17. Till the Morning Comes
18. Ripple
19. Brokedown Palace
Disc 3
01. Here Comes Sunshine
02. Shakedown Street
03. Brown-Eyed Women
04. Jack-A-Roe
05. High Time
06. Dire Wolf
07. Althea
08. Clementine Jam
09. China Cat Sunflower -> I Know You Rider
10. Easy Wind
11. Wharf Rat
12. Estimated Prophet
13. Drums -> Space
14. Cream Puff War
15. Dark Star
16. What’s Become of the Baby
17. King Solomon’s Marbles
18. Rosemary
19. And We Bid You Goodnight
20. I Know You Rider (live)
Truckin' got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on.

Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street.
Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street.
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings.

Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New Orleans,
New York's got the ways and means; but just won't let you be, oh no.

Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love,
Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home.
One of these days they know they better get goin'
Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.

Truckin', like the do-dah man. Once told me "You've got to play your hand"
Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down,

Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me,
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip it's been.

What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same
Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine,
All a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame?"

Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin', you got to mellow slow
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on.

Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window.
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel,
But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in.

Busted, down on Bourbon Street, set up, like a bowlin' pin.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. They just won't let you be, oh no.

You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel,
Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down.
I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin',
Get out of the door and light out and look all around.

Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me,
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip it's been.

Truckin', I'm a goin' home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,
Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin' on.