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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grateful Dead
Performer
Jerry Garcia
Vocals
Phil Lesh
Bass Guitar
Bill Kreutzmann
Drums
Mickey Hart
Drums
Bob Weir
Vocals
Brent Mydland
Keyboards
Bob Bralove
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Garcia
Songwriter
Robert Hunter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jerry Garcia
Producer
Dan Healy
Additional Engineer
David Roberts
Additional Engineer
Jeff Sterling
Additional Engineer
Jeffrey Norman
Additional Engineer
Joe Gastwirt
Mastering Engineer
Justin Kreutzmann
Additional Engineer
Robert Gatley
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Hale Milfgrim
Associate Producer
Guy Charbonneau
Engineer
Jimmy Edwards
Associate Producer
John Cutler
Producer
Robin Hurley
Associate Producer
Bill Candelario
Equipment Technician
Scott Pascucci
Associate Producer
Billy Grillo
Equipment Technician
Harry Popick
Equipment Technician
Laurence "Ram Rod" Shurtliff
Equipment Technician
Robbie Taylor
Equipment Technician
Steve Parish
Equipment Technician
Tom Flye
Mixing Engineer
Cameron Sears
Reissue Producer
David Lemieux
Reissue Producer
James Austin
Reissue Producer
Lyrics
When the last rose of summer pricks my finger
And the hot sun chills me to the bone
When I can't hear the song for the singer
And I can't tell my pillow from a stone
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain
And the stars start to splatter in the sky
When the moon splits the southwest horizon
With the scream of an eagle on the fly
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And listen to the ripples as they moan
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
Black muddy river, roll on forever
I don't care how deep or wide if you've got another side
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river
Black muddy river, roll
Black muddy river, roll on forever
I don't care how deep or wide if you've got another side
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river
Black muddy river, roll
When it seems like the night will last forever
And there's nothing left to do but count the years
When the strings of my heart start to sever
And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And dream me a dream of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
And sing me a song of my own
Writer(s): Robert Hunter, Jerome Garcia
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