| Song | Black Peter |
| Artist | Grateful Dead |
| Album | Road Trips, Vol. 3, No. 3: Fillmore East 5-15-70 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Garcia, Hunter | |
| All of my friends come to see me last night, | |
| I was laying in my bed and dying. | |
| Annie bonneau from st. angel say the weather down there so fine. | |
| Just then the wind came squalling through the dark, | |
| But who can the weather command? | |
| Just want to have a little peace to die, | |
| And a friend or two i love at hand. | |
| Fever roll up to a hundred and five. | |
| Roll on up, gonna roll back down. | |
| One more day i find myself alive, | |
| Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground. | |
| See here how everything led up to this day, | |
| And it's just like any other day that's ever been. | |
| Sun going up and then the sun going down. | |
| Come around, come around. | |
| The people might know, but the people don't care, | |
| That a man can be as poor as me. | |
| Take a look at poor peter, he's lying in pain, | |
| Now let's come run and see, run and see, | |
| Run and see, run, run and see, and see. |
| zuo ci : Garcia, Hunter | |
| All of my friends come to see me last night, | |
| I was laying in my bed and dying. | |
| Annie bonneau from st. angel say the weather down there so fine. | |
| Just then the wind came squalling through the dark, | |
| But who can the weather command? | |
| Just want to have a little peace to die, | |
| And a friend or two i love at hand. | |
| Fever roll up to a hundred and five. | |
| Roll on up, gonna roll back down. | |
| One more day i find myself alive, | |
| Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground. | |
| See here how everything led up to this day, | |
| And it' s just like any other day that' s ever been. | |
| Sun going up and then the sun going down. | |
| Come around, come around. | |
| The people might know, but the people don' t care, | |
| That a man can be as poor as me. | |
| Take a look at poor peter, he' s lying in pain, | |
| Now let' s come run and see, run and see, | |
| Run and see, run, run and see, and see. |
| zuò cí : Garcia, Hunter | |
| All of my friends come to see me last night, | |
| I was laying in my bed and dying. | |
| Annie bonneau from st. angel say the weather down there so fine. | |
| Just then the wind came squalling through the dark, | |
| But who can the weather command? | |
| Just want to have a little peace to die, | |
| And a friend or two i love at hand. | |
| Fever roll up to a hundred and five. | |
| Roll on up, gonna roll back down. | |
| One more day i find myself alive, | |
| Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground. | |
| See here how everything led up to this day, | |
| And it' s just like any other day that' s ever been. | |
| Sun going up and then the sun going down. | |
| Come around, come around. | |
| The people might know, but the people don' t care, | |
| That a man can be as poor as me. | |
| Take a look at poor peter, he' s lying in pain, | |
| Now let' s come run and see, run and see, | |
| Run and see, run, run and see, and see. |