Текст песни Pride Of Cucamonga - Grateful Dead
Out
on
the
edge
of
an
empty
highway
Howling
at
the
blood
on
the
moon
Big
diesel
Mack
truck
rolling
down
my
way
I
can't
hit
that
border
too
soon
Running
hard
out
of
Muskrat
Flats
It
was
sixty
days
or
double
life
Hail
on
my
back
like
a
shotgun
blast
High
wind
chimes
in
the
night
Oh
oh,
the
pride
of
Cucamonga
Oh
oh,
bitter
olives
in
the
sun
Oh
oh,
I
had
me
some
lovin'
And
I
done
some
time
Since
I
came
down
from
Oregon
There's
a
lesson
or
two
I've
learned
By
standing
in
the
road
alone
Standing
watching
the
fires
burn
The
northern
sky
it
stinks
with
greed
You
could
smell
it
for
miles
around
The
good
ole
boys
in
the
Greystone
Hotel
Sitting
doing
that
git
on
down
Oh
oh,
the
pride
of
Cucamonga
Oh
oh,
silver
apples
in
the
sun
Oh
oh,
I
had
me
some
lovin'
And
I
done
some
time
I
see
your
silver
shining
town
But
I
know
I
can't
go
there
Your
streets
run
deep
with
poisoned
wine
Your
doorways
crawl
with
fear
So
I
think
I'll
drift
for
ol'
where
it's
at
Where
the
weed
grows
green
and
fine
And
wrap
myself
around
a
bush
of
that
bright
Whoa,
on
Oaxaca
vine
Yes,
it's
me,
I'm
the
pride
of
Cucamonga
I
can
see
golden
forests
in
the
sun
Oh
oh,
I
had
me
some
lovin'
And
I
done
some
time
And
I
done
some
time
And
I
done
some
time
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