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Lyrics By
John Barlow
Music By
Bob Weir
Lyrics

There's mosquitoes on the river
Fish are rising up like birds
It's been hot for seven weeks now
Too hot to even speak now
Did you hear what I just heard?

Say, it might have been a fiddle
Or it could have been the wind
But there seems to be a beat now
I can feel it in my feet now
Listen here it comes again

There's a band out on the highway
They're high-stepping into town
It's a rainbow full of sound
It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns
Everybody's dancing

Come on children, come on children
Come on clap your hands

Sun went down in honey
And the moon came up in wine
You know stars were spinning dizzy
Lord the band kept us so busy
We forgot about the time

They're a band beyond description
Like Jehovah's favourite choir
People joining hand in hand
While the music plays the band
Lord they're setting us on fire

Crazy rooster crowing midnight
Balls of lightning roll along
Old men sing about their dreams
Women laugh and children scream
And the band keeps playing on

Keep on dancing through to daylight
Greet the morning air with song
No one's noticed but the band's all packed and gone
Was it ever here at all?
But they kept on dancing

Come on children, come on children
Come on clap your hands

Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday
And the corn's a bumper crop
And the fields are full of dancing
Full of singing and romancing
The music never stopped

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    There's mosquitoes on the river
    Fish are rising up like birds
    It's been hot for seven weeks now
    Too hot to even speak now
    Did you hear what I just heard?

    Say, it might have been a fiddle
    Or it could have been the wind
    But there seems to be a beat now
    I can feel it in my feet now
    Listen here it comes again

    There's a band out on the highway
    They're high-stepping into town
    It's a rainbow full of sound
    It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns
    Everybody's dancing

    Come on children, come on children
    Come on clap your hands

    Sun went down in honey
    And the moon came up in wine
    You know stars were spinning dizzy
    Lord the band kept us so busy
    We forgot about the time

    They're a band beyond description
    Like Jehovah's favourite choir
    People joining hand in hand
    While the music plays the band
    Lord they're setting us on fire

    Crazy rooster crowing midnight
    Balls of lightning roll along
    Old men sing about their dreams
    Women laugh and children scream
    And the band keeps playing on

    Keep on dancing through to daylight
    Greet the morning air with song
    No one's noticed but the band's all packed and gone
    Was it ever here at all?
    But they kept on dancing

    Come on children, come on children
    Come on clap your hands

    Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday
    And the corn's a bumper crop
    And the fields are full of dancing
    Full of singing and romancing
    The music never stopped