Uncle John’s Band --- Garcia/Hunter
Well the [G]first days are the [C]hardest [G]days,
Don’t you [C]worry any [G]more.
‘Cause [Am]when life looks like [Em]Easy Street
There is [C]danger at your [D]door.
[C]Think this through with [D]me,
[G]Let me know your [D]mind.
[C]Woah-oh, what I [G]want to know [D]is: are you [G]kind?
It’s a [G]buck dancer’s [C]choice, my [G]friend.
Better [C]take my ad-[G]vice.
[Am]You know all the [Em]rules by now,
And the [C]fire from the [D]ice.
[C]Will you come with [D]me?
[G]Won’t you come with [D]me?
[C]Woah-oh, what I [G]want to know, [D]will you come with [G]me?
[G]God damn, well [C]I declare
[Am]Have you seen the [G]like?
Their [D]walls are built of [C]cannon balls.
Their [G]motto [D]is “Don’t [C]tread on [D]me.”
[G]Come hear Uncle John’s [C]band
[Am]Playing to the [G]tide.
[D]Come with me or [C]go alone,
He’s [G]come to [D]take his [C]children [D]home.
It’s the [G]same story the [C]crow told [G]me,
It’s the [C]only one he [G]knows.
[Am]Like the morning [Em]sun you come.
And [C]like the wind you [D]go.
[C]Ain’t no time to [D]hate.
[G]Barely time to [D]wait.
[C]Woah-oh, what I [G]want to know, [D]where does the [G]time go?
[G]I live in a [C]silver [G]mine
And I [C]call it Beggar’s [G]Tomb.
[Am]I got me a [Em]violin
And I [C]beg you call the [D]tune.
[C]Anybody’s [D]choice.
[G]I can hear your [D]voice.
[C]Woah-oh, what I [G]want to know, [D]how does the [G]song go?
[G]Come hear Uncle John’s [C]band
[Am]By the river-[G]side.
[D]Got some things to [C]talk about,
Here [G]be-[D]side the [C]rising [D]tide.
[G]Come hear Uncle John’s [C]band
[Am]Playing to the [G]tide.
[D]Come with me or [C]go alone,
He’s [G]come to [D]take his [C]children [D]home.
[C]Woah-oh, what I [G]want to know is: [D]how does this [G]song go?