Grateful Dead - Wharf rat - live at fillmore east, new york, ny, april 26, 1971 lyrics

Old man down, way down, down Down by the docks of the city Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime A dime for a cup of coffee I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best More than my wine, more than my wine More than my maker, though he's no friend of mine Everyone said I'd come to no good, I knew I would pearly, believe them Half of my life, I spent doin' time for some other f**er's crime The other half found me stumbling 'round drunk on Burgundy wine But I'll get back on my feet someday The good old Lord willin', if He says I may I know that the life I'm livin's no good I'll get a new start, live the life I should I'll get up and fly away, I'll get up and fly away, fly away Pearly's been true, true to me, true to my dyin' day he said I said to him, I said to him, "I'm sure she's been" I said to him, "I'm sure she's been true to you" I got up and wandered, wandered downtown Nowhere to go but just hang around I've got a girl, named Bonnie Lee, I know that girl's been true to me I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me