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Grateful Dead
Grateful Dead


Background information
Origin San Francisco, California, U.S.
Genre(s) Rock
Years active 1965—1995
Label(s) Arista Records
Rhino Records
Associated acts Bob Dylan
The Other Ones
The Dead
Jerry Garcia Band
RatDog
Phil Lesh and Friends
Rhythm Devils
BK3
Donna Jean Godchaux Band
Heart of Gold Band
Missing Man Formation
New Riders of the Purple Sage
Old and in the Way
Legion of Mary
Reconstruction
Jerry Garcia Acoustic Band
Kingfish
Bobby and the Midnites
The Tubes
Bruce Hornsby
Furthur
7 Walkers
Website Website
Former members
Jerry Garcia
Bob Weir
Phil Lesh
Bill Kreutzmann
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Mickey Hart
Tom Constanten
Keith Godchaux
Donna Jean Godchaux
Brent Mydland
Vince Welnick



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Grateful Dead Lyrics

"100,000 Tons Of Steel" lyrics



I know these rails we're on like I know my lady's smile,
We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile.
Can't begin to count the trips she and I have made,
But I wish I had a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade.
100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow.
And 100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
It's one hell of an understatement, to say she can't be beat.
She's tempermental, more a bitch than a machine.
She wasn't built to travel at speed or through mud slides.
These wheels are bound to jump the tracks before they burn like the ties
100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow
100,000 tons of steel, out of control She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Murphy sure out done himself to pick this stretch of track
I can only hope my luck is ridin' in the back.
Well I have pray to God this ain't the day we meet,
I've done about everything, but try dragging my feet.
100,000 tons of steel, made to roll.
The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine's sure to blow
100,000 tons of steel, out of control,
She's more a rollercoaster than the train I used to know.
Oh, oh I want to go down slow.


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