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Uncle John's Band Grateful Dead
O[G]h, the first days are the hardest days, don't you w[C]orry any [G]more,
'C[G]ause when life looks like Easy Street there is da[C]nger at your d[G]oor.
T[Am]hink this through with [Em]me; le[C]t me know your mi[D]nd.
W[C]hoa-o[D]h, what I w[G]ant to k[D]now-[C]oh,[G] is a[D]re you k[G]ind.
[G]It's a buck dancer's choice, my friend, better [C]take my [G]advice;
Y[G]ou know all the rules by now, and the f[C]ire from the i[G]ce.
[Am]Will you come wit[Em]h me, [C]won't you come with[D] me?
[C]Whoa[D]-oh, what I [G]want to [D]know[C]-oh, [G]will [D]you come [G]with me?
[G]God damn! well I de[C]cl[G]are! [Am] Have you [G]seen the [D]like?
[D]Their [C]walls are built of cannonballs, their [G]motto[D] is "Don't [C]tread on[D] me".
[G]Come hear Uncle John's [C]band [Am]playing[G] by the [D]riverside,
[C]Got some things to talk about, [G]here bes[D]ide the [C]rising [D]tide.
G Bm C D G Bm C D G Bm C D G Bm C D
[G]It's the same story the crow told me, it's the[C] only one he [G]knows;
[G]Like the morning sun you come, and [C]like the wind you[G] go.
[Am] Ain't no time to[Em] hate, [C]barely time to [D]wait.
[C]Whoa-[D]oh, what I [G]want [D]know-[C]oh, w[G]here [D]does the [G]time go?
[G]I live in a silver mine and I c[C]all it Beggar's T[G]omb;
[G]I've got me a violin and I [C]beg you, call a [G]tune.
[Am]Anybody's c[Em]hoice, [C]I can hear your v[D]oice.
[C]Whoa[D]-oh, what I [G]want to [D]know[C]-oh, [G]how d[D]oes the [G]song go?
[G]Come hear Uncle John's [C]band [Am]by the [G]riversid[D]e
[C]Got some things to talk about [G]here bes[D]ide the[C] rising [D]tide.
[G]Come hear Uncle John's [C]ban[Am]d playing[G] to t[D]he tide
[C]Come on along or go alone, he's [G]come to [D]take his [C]children [D]home.
Dm G C Dm G C Dm G C Dm G C
[C]Whoa[D]-oh, what I [G]want to [D]know[C]-oh, [G]how d[D]oes the [G]song go?
(A capella)
Come hear Uncle John's band by the riverside
Got some things to talk about, here beside the rising tide.
[G]Come here Uncle John's [C]band [Am]playing[G] to the[D] tide,
C[C]ome on along or go alone, he's c[G]ome to t[D]ake his c[C]hildren h[D]ome.
[Dm] [G]La la[C]la la[Dm]la, [G]la la[C]la la[Dm]la, [G]la la[C]la la[I]laaaaa......
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