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Black peter Grateful-dead
[Dm]Annie Bonnea[Am]u from [G]St. [F]An[Em]gel say the[Dm] weather down here so [C7]fine.
Just then the wind came squallin' through the door,
But who can the weather command?
Just want to have a little peace to die,
And a friend or two I love at hand.
Fever roll up to a hundred and five,
Roll on up, gonna roll back down.
One more day I find myself alive,
Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground.
[Bb]See here how everything [C/Dm]lead up to this day,
[Cm]And it's just like [Gm]any other day [Dm]that's ever been.
[C]Sun comin' [F]up and then the [Bb]sun [Dm]goin' [Gm]down.
[Eb]Shine through my window and my [Bb]friends they come [C]around,
Come [Cm]around, come a[Eb]round.[G7]
The people might know, but the people don't care,
That a man can be as poor as me.
Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain,
Now let's go run and see, run and see.
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