#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: U270009@UNIVSCVM.CSD.SCAROLINA.EDU Black Peter -- Grateful Dead (Hunter, Garcia) A7 (x02020@1) D7All (xx0212@1)of my friends come to see me last night, A7 (x02020@1) D7I (xx0212@1)was layin' in my bed and dyin'. Em (022000@1) Bm (x24432@1) A (x02220@1) G (320003@1)name="chord_244222@1">F#m Em (022000@1) D7Annie (xx0212@1)Bonneau from St. Angel say the weather down here so fine. Just then the wind came squallin' through the door, But who can the weather command? Just want to have a little peace to die, And a friend or two I love at hand. Fever roll up to a hundred and five, Roll on up, gonna roll back down. One more day I find myself alive, Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground. C (x32010@1) D/Em See here how everything lead up to this day, Dm (xx0231@1) Am (x02210@1) EmAnd (022000@1)it's just like any other day that's ever been. D (xx0232@1) G (320003@1) C (x32010@1) Em (022000@1) AmSun (x02210@1)comin' up and then the sun goin' down. F (133211@1) C (x32010@1) DShine (xx0232@1)through my window and my friends they come around, Dm (xx0231@1) F (133211@1) A7Come (x02020@1)around, come around. The people might know, but the people don't care, That a man can be as poor as me. Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain, Now let's go run and see, run and see.