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The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967, #1 (b)
The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967, #2 (b)
Rehearsals w/ The Grateful Dead, Club Front, San Rafael CA - june 1967 (r)
Three silver rings on slim hands waiting
Flash bright in candle light till sunday's early [morn/dawn(r)]
We found her room that rainy morning
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home.
Some red french wine when later waiting
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
We talked of all, we talked of nothing
I left with promises to meet, she told me where.
Oh, but she laughed each time i [asked/called(r)] her name
Made promises to meet again
But her friends down at the french cafˇ
Had no english words for me.
So [you may/if you(r)] find above the border
A girl with silver rings, i never knew her name
You're bound to lose, she's too much for you
She'll leave you lost some rainy morn', you won't be the same
[You won't be the same.(b)]
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