Bertha (Live at Wembley Empire Pool, London, April 8, 1972)

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The Grateful Dead - Rock, In English

Bertha (Live at Wembley Empire Pool, London, April 8, 1972)

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[Intro] If any of you got any plans and couldn't come tonight 'cause it was sold out, on May the 16th on Radio Luxemborg, we're gonna do a, a concert for about three hours, so I think you—I know you can receive Radio Luxembourg here, so it's on May the 16th we're gonna play there. Send us some energy, we'll need it. Friends, The Grateful Dead [Verse 1] I had a hard run Running from your window I was all night running I wonder if you care I had a hard run Run around and run down Run around a corner Lord, I run smack into a tree [Chorus] I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore [Verse 2] Dressed myself in green I went down under the sea Try to see what's going down Lord, and read between the lines I had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling I turned around to see Heard a voice calling You were running back to me [Chorus] I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore [Verse 3] Ran into a rainstorm I ducked back into a bar door All night pouring Lord, but not a drop on me Test me, test me, test me, test me, test me Why don't you arrest me? Throw me in the jailhouse Lord, until the sun goes down [Chorus] I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore [Outro] I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore I had to move Really had to move That's why if you please I am on my bended knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore Anymore, anymore, anymore Our apologies, folks, we've gotta change a broken string. Well, welcome to London, and uh. (Welcome to Wonderland and uh, yeah. I can't find it. It's not even there.) I can't think of a thing to say. (You gotta have a deeper voice) Hey, do you think I have a deep voice, kinda husky? Kind of a deep voice, kinda husky? (Husky? Why, yes)

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  • Jerry Garcia
  • Robert Hunter