Black Muddy River

Jerry Garcia, Robert Hunter © Ice Nine Publishing

US West Coast Spring tour, Hult center, Eugene OR - 30.apr.1992  

The last rose of summer has faded 
Looks like [i'm frozen] in the bone 
And I can't tell the song from the singer 
And what fall from my eyes are black stones.

I will walk alone by the black muddy river 
Dream me a dream of own 
I will walk alone by the black muddy river 
I'll sing a song of my own.

When the last rays of sunshine hit the mountain 
And the stars splatter in the sky 
When the moon hits the southwest horizon 
With the scream of an eagle on the fly.

I will walk alone by the black muddy river 
An' listen to the ripples as they moan 
I will walk alone by the black muddy river 
Dream me a dream of my own. 

Muddy river roll on forever 
I don't care how deep or wide 
If you got another side 
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river, black muddy river roll. 

When it seems like the night will last forever 
And there's nothin' left to do but count the tears 
And the strings of my heart start to shiver 
And the stones fall from my eyes as my tears. 

I will walk alone by the black muddy river 
Listen to the ripples as they moan 
I will walk alone by the black muddy river 
Dream me a dream of my own 
Dream me a dream of my own 
Dream me a dream of my own.