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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grateful Dead
Performer
Brent Mydland
Keyboards
Phil Lesh
Bass Guitar
Bill Kreutzmann
Drums
Mickey Hart
Drums
Bob Weir
Vocals
Jerry Garcia
Vocals
Bob Bralove
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brent Mydland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Healy
Additional Engineer
David Roberts
Additional Engineer
Jeff Sterling
Additional Engineer
Jeffrey Norman
Additional Engineer
Joe Gastwirt
Mastering Engineer
Justin Kreutzmann
Additional Engineer
Guy Charbonneau
Engineer
John Cutler
Producer
Bill Candelario
Equipment Technician
Billy Grillo
Equipment Technician
Harry Popick
Equipment Technician
Laurence "Ram Rod" Shurtliff
Equipment Technician
Robbie Taylor
Equipment Technician
Steve Parish
Equipment Technician
Jerry Garcia
Producer
Cameron Sears
Reissue Producer
David Lemieux
Reissue Producer
Hale Milfgrim
Associate Producer
Jimmy Edwards
Associate Producer
Robert Gatley
Mixing Engineer
Robin Hurley
Associate Producer
Scott Pascucci
Associate Producer
Tom Flye
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I know these rails we're on like I know my lady's smile,
We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Can't begin to count the trips she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade.
And 100, 000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow.
And 100, 000 tons of steel, out of control,
She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
It's one hell of an understatement, to say she can't be beat.
She's tempermental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasn't built to travel at speed or through mud slides.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn like the ties
And 100, 000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow
And 100, 000 tons of steel, out of control
She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Murphy sure out done himself to pick this stretch of track
I can only hope my luck is ridin' in the back.
Well I have pray to God this ain't the day we meet,
I've done about everything, but try dragging my feet.
And 100, 000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow
And 100, 000 tons of steel, out of control,
She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Oh, oh I want to go down slow.
Writer(s): Brent Richard Mydland
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