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Grateful Dead - 30 Days of Dead: 2020 - Black-Throated Wind
30 Days of Dead: 2020
01. Jack-A-Roe
02. Looks Like Rain
03. Never Trust a Woman
04. Bird Song
05. Friend of the Devil
06. Little Sadie
07. Ship of Fools
08. Stella Blue
09. Feel Like a Stranger
10. He’s Gone
11. Casey Jones
12. Playing in the Band
13. Here Comes Sunshine
14. Shakedown Street / Bertha
15. Hell in a Bucket / Sugaree
16. Dark Star
17. Shakedown Street / Estimated Prophet / Eyes of the World
18. Truckin’ / Terrapin Station
19. That’s It for the Other One / Main Time
20. Feel Like a Stranger / They Love Each Other
21. Eyes of the World (outtake)
22. Loser / Playing in the Band
23. Eyes of the World / Fire on the Mountain
24. Crazy Fingers (rehearsal)
25. Let It Grow / Don’t Ease Me In
26. Black-Throated Wind
27. Sugar Magnolia / Scarlet Begonias / Fire on the Mountain
28. Uncle John’s Band
29. China Cat Sunflower / I Know You Rider
30. Brokedown Palace
Bringing me down, I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by, the buses and semis
Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars

But I'm here by the road, bound to the load
I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars
Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up
The highway, the moon, the clouds and the stars

The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a life where nothing is new
Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost from the light
Ohh, I'm drowning in you

I left St. Louis, City of Blues
In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget
I tried to pretend it came to an end
'Cause you weren't the woman I once thought I'd met

But I can't deny, oh, times have gone by
I never had doubts or thoughts of regret
And I was a man when all this began
Who wouldn't think twice about being there yet

Black-throated wind, whisper in sin
Is speaking of life that passes like dew
Forced me to see you've done better by me
Better by me than I've done by you

Now what's to be found, racing around
You carry your pain wherever you go
Oh, full of the blues trying to lose
You ain't gonna learn what you don't want to know

I give you my eyes, all of their lies
Please help them to learn as well as to see
That capture a glance, oh, and make a dance
Of looking at you, looking at me

The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a lie that could almost be true
Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light
Goin' around, that's what I'm gonna do

Goin' back home that's what I'm gonna do
Turnin' around, that's what I'm gonna do
Goin' back home that's what I'm, I'm gonna do
You've done better by me than I've done by you

Ohh, I'm drowning in you
Ohh, I'm drowning in you
I'm goin' back home that's what I'm gonna do
Well, I'm goin' drowning in you