Fletcher Carnaby
Mickey Hart
Track 3 on Rolling Thunder
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Fletcher Carnaby Lyrics
Evil eye of Fletcher Carnaby comes
Lid heavy, his pace is slow
Slow paced, lid heavy and tired
Yes tired
Like the beaten-in head of a drum
The evil lines on the face that this man wears
Cannot now be distinguished from the lines of care
Care-lined, eyes heavy and tired
Looking for a face
From a place no one comes from
Crazy Harry, switchblade parking his knife
Shining steel reflects a future wife
Who waits ready, eyes steady as night
Yes steady
Like only the caved-in can
Sunshine peddlers gathering round the block
Eyes as yet unshattered bythe rising shock
Quick, ready, lives that are still untried
Untried
Like the white bitter wine of the moon
Lid heavy, his pace is slow
Slow paced, lid heavy and tired
Yes tired
Like the beaten-in head of a drum
The evil lines on the face that this man wears
Cannot now be distinguished from the lines of care
Care-lined, eyes heavy and tired
Looking for a face
From a place no one comes from
Crazy Harry, switchblade parking his knife
Shining steel reflects a future wife
Who waits ready, eyes steady as night
Yes steady
Like only the caved-in can
Sunshine peddlers gathering round the block
Eyes as yet unshattered bythe rising shock
Quick, ready, lives that are still untried
Untried
Like the white bitter wine of the moon
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- 2.The Main Ten
- 3.Fletcher Carnaby
- 4.The Chase
- 5.Blind John
- 6.Young Man
- 8.Pump Song
- 10.Hangin’ On
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