St. Stephen (Live at Shrine Auritorium, August 23-24,1968)-Grateful Dead

[00:34.14]Saint Stephen with a rose in and out of the garden he goes [00:39.15]Country garland in the wind and the rain [00:41.60]Wherever he goes the people all complain [00:44.44] [00:54.76]Stephen prosper in his time well he may and he may decline [00:59.56]Did it matter does it now [01:02.14]Stephen would answer if he only knew how [01:04.65] [01:17.63]Wishing well with a golden bell bucket hanging clear to hell [01:22.36]Hell half way twixt now and then [01:24.79]Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again [01:30.49] [01:37.01]Lady finger dipped in moonlight [01:43.79]Writing what for across the morning sky [01:50.88]Drawing splatters dawn with answers [01:57.80]Darkness shrugs and bids the day goodbye [02:03.88]Speeding arrow sharp and narrow [02:11.52]What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned [02:18.16]Several seasons with their treasons [02:25.04]Wrap the babe in scarlet colours call it your own [02:31.04] [02:41.29]Did he doubt or did he try answers a plenty in the by and by [02:46.16]Talk about your plenty talk about your ills [02:48.56]One man gathers what another man spills [02:51.34] [03:04.20]Saint Stephen will remain all he's lost he shall regain [03:09.11]Seashore washed by the suds and the foam [03:11.55]Been here so long he's got to calling it home [03:14.49]Fortune comes a crawling Calliope woman [03:19.38]Spinning that curious sense of your own [03:24.64]Can you answer yes I can [03:29.59]But what would be the answer to the answer man [03:34.61] [03:40.39]High green chilly winds and windy vines in loops [03:45.16]Around the twined shafts of lavender they're crawling to the sun [03:50.18] [03:52.41]Wonder who will water all the children of the garden [03:57.00]When they sigh about the barren lack [04:00.20]Of rain and droop so hungry bneath the sky ahhh [04:08.57] [04:13.93]Underfoot the ground is patched [04:16.67]With climbing arms of ivy wrapped [04:19.03]Around the manzanita stark and shiny in the breeze [04:26.27]William Tell has stretched his bow [04:28.47]Till it won't stretch no furthermore [04:31.22]Or it will require a change that hasn't come before [04:37.62]