Grateful Dead

She Belongs To Me

Lyrics By: Bob Dylan
Music By: Bob Dylan

She's got everything she needs,
She's an artist, she don't look back.
She's got everything she needs,
She's an artist, she don't look back.
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black.

You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees.

She never stumbles,
She's got no place to fall.
She never stumbles,
She's got no place to fall.
She's nobody's child,
The Law can't touch her at all.

She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She's a hypnotist collector,
You are a walking antique.

Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
For Halloween give her a trumpet
And for Christmas, buy her a drum.

Played by the Grateful Dead on at least one occasion in 1966, and then revived briefly in 1985.

(1) on DP21, Jerry Garcia sings this line as "... proud to give her everything she sees"(2) the original Dylan version is "Down upon your bended knees"(3) Jerry misses out this verse in the version on "Postcards Of The Hangin"(4) on the version on "Postcards", Jerry sings get her a big drum"

She Belongs To Me