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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.