I had a hard run
Running from your window
I was all night running, running
Lord, I wonder if you care
I had a run in
Run around and a run down
Run around the corner, corner
Lord ran smack into a tree
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 any more
Dressed myself in green
Lord I went down unto the sea
Try to see what's going down
Try to read between the lines
I had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling
I turned round to see
Heard a voice a-calling
Lord you was coming after me
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 any more
Ran into a rain-storm
Ducked into a bar door
It's all night pouring, pouring rain
Lord but not a drop on me
Test me, test me, test me, test me
Why don't you arrest me
Throw me in the jailhouse
Lord, until the sun go down
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 any more

The Grateful Dead
Grateful Dead (Skull And Roses)

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Jerry Garcia

reprinted with permissions: copyright Ice Nine Publishing - see Grateful Dead Lyrics.

Ber"tha (?), n. [F. berthe, fr. Berthe, a woman's name.]

A kind of collar or cape worn by ladies.

 

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