Ramble on Rose by the Grateful Dead

Some seriously true words: "The grass ain't greener, the wine ain't sweeter, Either side of the hill..."

Just like Jack the Ripper
Just like Mojo Hand
Just like Billy Sunday
In a shotgun rag-time band

Just like New York City
Just like Jericho
Pace the halls and climb the walls
And get out when they blow

Did you say your name was Rambling Rose?
Ramble on baby, settle down easy
Ramble on Rose

Just like Jack and Jill
Mama told the sailor
One heat up and one cool down
Leave nothing for the tailor

Just like Jack and Jill
Papa told the sailor
One go up and one come down
Do yourself a favor


Did you say your name was Rambling Rose?
Ramble on baby, settle down easy
Ramble on Rose

I'm gonna sing you
A hundred verses of ragtime
I know this song
It ain't never gonna end
I'm gonna march you up and down
Along the county line
Take you to the leader
Of the band

Just like Crazy Otto
Just like Wolfman Jack
Sitting plush with a royal flush
Aces back to back

Just like Mary Shelley
Just like Frankenstein
Break your chains and count your change
And try to walk the line


Did you say your name was Rambling Rose?
Ramble on baby, settle down easy
Ramble on Rose

I'm gonna sing you
A hundred verses of ragtime
I know this song
It ain't never gonna end
I'm gonna march you up and down
Along the county line
Take you to the leader
Of the band

Goodbye Mama and Papa
Goodbye Jack and Jill
The grass ain't greener, the wine ain't sweeter
Either side of the hill


Did you say your name was Rambling Rose?
Ramble on baby, settle down easy
Ramble on Rose