Grateful Dead

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Well hop in the hack, turn on the key
Pop in the clutch let the wheel roll free
Not a cloud in the sky, such a sunny day
Push in the button let the top ten play
Come on honey, let me sing 'em away
Come on honey, let me sing 'em away
Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away

Give me a little of that old time love
'Cause I ain't never had near enough
Honey, walk that walk
With style and grace
This ain't no knock-down, drag-out race

It doesn't matter much, pick any gear
Grind you a pound and drop the rear
Baby, baby, what can I say
I'm here to drive those blues away

I sent a letter to a man I know
Said one for the money and two for the show
I wait all summer for his reply
Said three to get ready and four to fly

Only two things in this world I love
That's rock and roll and my turtle dove

When I was a young man, I needed good luck
But I'm a little bit older now and I know my stuff

Come on honey let me sing 'em away
Come on honey let me sing 'em away
Oh honey let me sing your blues away