Cosmic Charlie

Song	Cosmic Charlie
Artist	Grateful Dead
Album	Road Trips, Vol. 3, No. 3: Fillmore East 5-15-70

	作词 : Garcia, Hunter
	Cosmic Charlie, "How do you do?"
	Truckin' in style along the avenue
	Dum de dum de doodley do
	Go on home your mama's calling you
	Kalico, kahlia tell me the news
	Calamity's waitin' for the way to get to her
	Rosy red and electric blue,
	I bought you
	A paddle for your paper canoe
	Say you'll come back, when you can
	Whenever your airplane happens to land
	Maybe I'll be back here too
	It all depends on, what's with you
	Hung up waiting for a windy day
	Kite on ice, since the first of
	FebruaryMama keeps saying that, the wind might blow
	But standing here
	I say, I just don't know
	New ones coming as the old ones go
	Every thing's moving here, but much too slow now
	A little bit quicker and we might have time
	To say "How do you do?" before we left behind
	Calliope wail like a seaside zoo
	The very last lately inquired about you
	It's really very one or two
	The first you wanted, the last
	I knewI just wonder, if you shouldn't feel
	Less concerned about the people unreal
	The very first word is "How do you do?"
	But last "Go home your mama's calling you"
	Calling you, calling you, calling you, calling you
	Go on home your mama's callin' you
	Go on home your mama's callin' you
	Go on home your mama's callin' you
	Go on home your mama's callin' you

	zuò cí : Garcia, Hunter
	Cosmic Charlie, " How do you do?"
	Truckin' in style along the avenue
	Dum de dum de doodley do
	Go on home your mama' s calling you
	Kalico, kahlia tell me the news
	Calamity' s waitin' for the way to get to her
	Rosy red and electric blue,
	I bought you
	A paddle for your paper canoe
	Say you' ll come back, when you can
	Whenever your airplane happens to land
	Maybe I' ll be back here too
	It all depends on, what' s with you
	Hung up waiting for a windy day
	Kite on ice, since the first of
	FebruaryMama keeps saying that, the wind might blow
	But standing here
	I say, I just don' t know
	New ones coming as the old ones go
	Every thing' s moving here, but much too slow now
	A little bit quicker and we might have time
	To say " How do you do?" before we left behind
	Calliope wail like a seaside zoo
	The very last lately inquired about you
	It' s really very one or two
	The first you wanted, the last
	I knewI just wonder, if you shouldn' t feel
	Less concerned about the people unreal
	The very first word is " How do you do?"
	But last " Go home your mama' s calling you"
	Calling you, calling you, calling you, calling you
	Go on home your mama' s callin' you
	Go on home your mama' s callin' you
	Go on home your mama' s callin' you
	Go on home your mama' s callin' you