Ramble on Rose - Grateful Dead

Just like Jack the Ripper, just like Mojo Hand

Just like Billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band

Just like New York City, just like Jericho

Pace the halls and climb the walls and get out when they blow

Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose?

Ramble on baby, settle down easy

Ramble on Rose

Just like Jack and Jill, Mama told the sailor

One heat up, and one cool down, leave nothing for the tailor

Just like Jack and Jill, Papa told the jailer

One go up, and one go down, do yourself a favor

I’m going to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime

I know this song it ain’t never going to end

I’m going to march you up and down along the county line

Take you to the leader of a band

Just like Crazy Otto, just like Wolfman Jack

Sittin' plush with a royal flush, aces back to back

Just like Mary Shelly, just like Frankenstein

Clank your chains and count your change and try to walk the line

Goodbye Mama and Papa

Goodbye Jack and Jill

The grass ain’t greener

The wine ain’t sweeter

Either side of the hill