Ascolta 'Bertha (Live Fillmore East, New York, NY, April 27, 1971)' di Grateful Dead

Bertha (Live Fillmore East, New York, NY, April 27, 1971)

Grateful Dead

Rock

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Grateful Dead - Bertha (Live at The Fillmore East, New York, NY 4/27/71)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jerry Garcia
Jerry Garcia
Vocals
Bill Kreutzmann
Bill Kreutzmann
Drums
Bob Weir
Bob Weir
Vocals
Phil Lesh
Phil Lesh
Vocals
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Vocals
Merl Saunders
Merl Saunders
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Garcia
Jerry Garcia
Songwriter
Robert Hunter
Robert Hunter
Songwriter
Grateful Dead
Grateful Dead
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Grateful Dead
Grateful Dead
Producer
Sonny Heard
Sonny Heard
Stage Technician
Betty Cantor-Jackson
Betty Cantor-Jackson
Recording Engineer
Bob Matthews
Bob Matthews
Recording Engineer
David Glasser
David Glasser
Mastering Engineer
David Lemieux
David Lemieux
Reissue Producer
Doran Tyson
Doran Tyson
Associate Producer
Ivette Ramos
Ivette Ramos
Associate Producer
Mark Pinkus
Mark Pinkus
Executive Producer

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Bertha (Live at Fillmore East, New York, NY, April 27, 1971) Grateful Dead I had a hard run Running from your window I was all night running, running, running I wonder if you care? I had a run-in Run around and run down Run around a corner Run smack into a tree I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha don't you come around here anymore Dressed myself in green I went down to the sea Try to see what's going down Maybe read between the lines Had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling Turned around to see Heard a voice calling, calling, calling You was comin after me Back to me I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha don't you come around here anymore Ran into a rainstorm Ducked into a bar door It was all night pouring, pouring rain But not a drop on me Test me, test me Why don't you arrest me? Throw me in the jail house Until the sun goes down Till it go down I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha don't you come around here anymore
Writer(s): Robert C. Hunter, Jerome J. Garcia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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