Brown-Eyed Women (Grateful Dead)

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Gone are the days when the ox fall down
Take up the yoke, plow the fields around
Gone are the days when the ladies said, "Please
Gentle Jack Jones will you come to me"

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder when the rain pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on

1920 when he stepped to the bar
Drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar
1930 when the wall caved in
He made his way selling red light gin

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle was dusty, but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder when the rain pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on

Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
Two times over and the rest were sins
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad
Didn't get the lickings that the other ones had

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle was dusty, but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder when the rain pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on

Tumble-down shack in Big Foot County
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in
Delilah Jones went to meet her God
And the old man never was the same again

Papa made whiskey, and he made it well
Cost two dollars, burned like hell
And I cut hickory just to fire the still
Drink down a bottle, and you're ready to kill

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle was dusty, but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder when the rain pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on

Gone are the days when the ox fall down
Take up the yoke, plow the fields around
Gone are the days when the ladies said "Please
Gentle Jack Jones will you come to me"

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle was dusty, but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder when the rain pouring down
And it looks like the old man's getting on
And it looks like the old man's getting on