Jack Straw - Grateful Dead

We can share the women, we can share the wine

We can share what we got of yours 'cause we done shared all of mine

Keep on rollin', just a mile to go

Keep on rollin' my old buddy, you’re movin' much too slow

[Verse 2: Jerry Garcia,

Bob Weir

I just jumped the watchman, right outside the fence

Took his rings, four bucks in change, ain’t that Heaven sent?

Hurts my ears to listen, and it burns my eyes to see

Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon, it might as well’ve been me

We used to play for silver, now we play for life

One’s for sport and one’s for blood at th point of a knife

Now the die is shakn, now the die must fall

There ain’t no winner in this game, he don’t go home with all

Not with all

Leavin' Texas, fourth day of July

Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky

Catch the Detroit Lightnin' out of Sante Fe

The Great Northern out of Cheyenne, from sea to shining sea