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  • Cassidy
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    I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream
    I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream
    Ah child of countless trees
    Ah child of boundless seas
    What you are, what you're meant to be
    Speaks his name, though you were born to me
    Born to me, Cassidy

    Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
    I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
    Come wash the night-time clean
    Come grow the scorched ground green
    Blow the horn, tap the tambourine
    Close the gap of the dark years in between
    You and me, Cassidy

    Quick beats in an icy heart
    Catch colt draws a coffin cart
    There he goes and now here she starts
    Hear her cry

    Flight of the seabirds
    Scattered like lost words
    Wheel to the storm and fly

    Faring thee well now
    Let your life proceed by its own designs
    Nothing to tell now
    Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine

    Played frequently by Bob Weir with the Grateful Dead and more recently with Ratdog. Also with Phil Lesh & Friends.`

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Played frequently by Bob Weir with the Grateful Dead and more recently with Ratdog. Also with Phil Lesh & Friends.`

Lyrics By
John Barlow
Music By
Bob Weir
Lyrics

I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream
I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream
Ah child of countless trees
Ah child of boundless seas
What you are, what you're meant to be
Speaks his name, though you were born to me
Born to me, Cassidy

Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
Come wash the night-time clean
Come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn, tap the tambourine
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, Cassidy

Quick beats in an icy heart
Catch colt draws a coffin cart
There he goes and now here she starts
Hear her cry

Flight of the seabirds
Scattered like lost words
Wheel to the storm and fly

Faring thee well now
Let your life proceed by its own designs
Nothing to tell now
Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine