Yea, Cracklin' Rosie, get on board.
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We're gonna ride 'til there ain't no more to go.
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Takin' it slow, Lord don't you know,
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Happily a time when the poor man's let be
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Hitchin' on a twilight train,
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Ain't nothin' here that I care to take along,
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Maybe a song to sing when I'm long,
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Don't mean to say please, said old man, I'm happy too.
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Oh, I love my Rosie child, you got the way to make me happy.
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You and me, we go in style.
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Cracklin' Rose, you're a store-bought woman,
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You make me sing like a guitar hummin.
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Hang on to me, girl, our song keeps runnin' on.
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Play it now, Play it now, Play it now my lady!
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Cracklin Rosie, make me smile.
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darl'in if lasts for an hour well that's alright we got all night
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to set the world right.
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Find us a dream and don't ask no questions Yea!
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chorus
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[in Fishman's version:]
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Bah, bah bah bah bah.
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Bah, bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
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Bah bah bah bah
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Bah, bah bah bah bah
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Bah, bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah BAH
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Cracklin' Rosie
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| Phish |
