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Grateful Dead American Beauty

Operator, can you help me? Help me if you please Give me the right area code And the number that I need My rider left upon the Midnight Flyer Singing

In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal. Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eyes can see. When there was no ear to hear,

Fare you well my honey Fare you well my only true one All the birds that were singing Have flown except you alone Goin to leave this Broke-down Palace

I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds Didn't get to sleep last night 'till the morning came around. Set out runnin' but I take my time

Sugar magnolia, blossoms blooming, heads all empty and I don't care, Saw my baby down by the river, knew she'd have to come up soon for air. Sweet blossom

Truckin' got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on. Arrows of neon and flashing