Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Bob Weir
Bob Weir
Chant
Phil Lesh
Phil Lesh
Guitare basse
Bill Kreutzmann
Bill Kreutzmann
Batterie
S. Schuster
S. Schuster
Saxophone
Jerry Garcia
Jerry Garcia
Guitare principale
Keith Godchaux
Keith Godchaux
Claviers
Mickey Hart
Mickey Hart
Percussion
Donna Godchaux
Donna Godchaux
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bob Weir
Bob Weir
Paroles/Composition
John Barlow
John Barlow
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Grateful Dead
Grateful Dead
Production
Joe Gastwirt
Joe Gastwirt
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Rob Taylor
Rob Taylor
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dan Healy
Dan Healy
Ingénierie de prise de son
Steve Brown
Steve Brown
Assistance de production
James Austin
James Austin
Production

Paroles

[Verse 1]
There's mosquitos on the river
Fish are rising up like birds
It's been hard for seven weeks now
To hard to even speak now
Did you hear what I just heard?
[Verse 2]
Said might have been a fiddle
Or it could have been the wind
But there seems to be a beat now
I can feel it in my feet now
Listen here, it comes again
[Verse 3]
There's a band out on the highway
They're high steppin' into town
It's a rainbow full of sound
It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns
Everybody's dancin'
[Verse 4]
Come on, children, come on, children
Come on, clap your hands
[Verse 5]
Sun went down in honey
And the moon came up in wine
You know the stars were spinnin' dizzy
Lord, the band kept us so busy
We forgot about the time
[Verse 6]
They're a band beyond description
Like Jehovah's favorite choir
People joinin' hand in hand
While the music plays the band
Lord, they're settin' us on fire
[Verse 7]
Crazy rooster crow on midnight
Balls of lightnin' roll along
Old men sing about their dreams
Women laugh and children scream
And the band keeps playin' on
[Verse 8]
Keep on dancin' through the daylight
Greet the mornin' air with song
No one's noticed but the band's all packed and gone
Was it ever here at all?
But they kept on dancin'
[Verse 9]
Come on children, come on children
Come on, clap your hands
[Verse 10]
Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday
And the corn's a bumper crop
And the fields are full of dancin'
Full of singin' and romancin'
The music never stopped
Written by: Bob Weir, John Barlow
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