this will always be my favorite dead song.......too many uncanny lyrics....and it just has that greatfull dead rythum......that allways rings true.....black shack talk about one of eyed jacks come on.....hang on tight......whill i ......sing my song....
Check out the setlist on Jeff's keyboards at 8:28. Supplication is listed (and a Supplication jam was played), but was NOT listed in the final official setlist.
most of the CRUCIAL SONGS of the dead were traditional folk tunes.......but im gonna give you my rendition on who wrote this little ditty......bob wier.....and jerry garcia.....case closed
Damn, LOVE THIS SONG. Found this link, www.whitegum.com/introjs.htm?/songfile/BIGBADBL.HTM It tells when (if ever) it was played live, authors, and lyrics......
Big Bad Blues Lyrics: Robert Hunter Music: Bob Weir A new Bob Weir song played by Furthur. Found this card by the side of the road Jack O'Diamonds, battered and old Run down, rained on, filthy and torn (note 1) My own face card, sure as I'm born This is no story, and it's never no lie Sat down lookin' that Jack in the eye Rest of the deck nowhere to be seen Nary an Ace, nor a doggone Queen (note 2) Big bad blues keep rollin' along Never found the place where I belong Never done right but it turned out wrong So shut your face while I sing my song (note 3) Say what you want, brother, say what you will Jack O'Diamonds was there for the kill One to the head, sister, one to the heart Murder most foul, without mercy or art Jack O'Diamonds got only one eye Lost the other in a bedroom fight Gone like smoke, never said goodbye Just stole off in the dark of the night Big bad blues keep rollin' along Never found the place where I belong Never done right but it turned out wrong So shut your face while I sing my song Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on (note 4) Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on [etc] Big bad blues keep rollin' along Never found the place where I belong Never done right but it turned out wrong So shut your face while I sing my song There was a time, brother, I'd have been glad To find his fate turned out so bad There was a time, sister, I'd have paid To dance on his memory and spit on his grave Jack O'Diamonds, I knew you well A long time ago, truth to tell Reckon we'll share the same fire in Hell Just like that same cold Birmingham cell Big bad blues keep rollin' along Never found the place where I belong Never done right but it turned out wrong So shut your face while I sing my song Big bad blues keep rollin' along Never found the place where I belong Never done right but it turned out wrong So hold on tight while I sing my song [etc] Notes (1) in an acoustic version previewed on Facebook, Bob Weir sang "Beat up, rained on" (2) Bob Weir sings "Nary an Ace, a King or a Queen" (3) Bob Weir sings "So hold on tight while I sing my song (4) These lines are not in Robert Hunter's original lyrics Home | Find words/phrases| Find Song lyrics| Dead originals| Dead covers|
@@spacecaselace1723 "careful with line invocations bro" = my favorite RUclipsr comment ever, barre none. I forget the commenter you were responding to, but it was funny to read & it's a golden rule. So ty Lace
Use to think this tune was about killing your inner thug, but I believe it's more about critical self-reflection.. digging down deep
Il come dressed as an inanimate object
How can anyone dislike Bobby?
Damn Bobby's guitar sounds so perfect in this vid!
this will always be my favorite dead song.......too many uncanny lyrics....and it just has that greatfull dead rythum......that allways rings true.....black shack talk about one of eyed jacks come on.....hang on tight......whill i ......sing my song....
When did appear in repertoire? Its bobby. Does that necessarily imply barlow?
@@spacecaselace1723 2011 - lyrics by hunter
Just love that Slow Funk... ..
Check out the setlist on Jeff's keyboards at 8:28. Supplication is listed (and a Supplication jam was played), but was NOT listed in the final official setlist.
Eagle ear
Killing it😊
there is very good acoustic version of this by Bob at his spaceship also
What's the link??
Shaaawing!
amazing
Rack Shack talkin bout 1 Eyed Jack!!!
is this tri studios set available for download will look on the site to see....good stuff
its a paul reed smith custom he bulit to sound exactly like jerrys sound
most of the CRUCIAL SONGS of the dead were traditional folk tunes.......but im gonna give you my rendition on who wrote this little ditty......bob wier.....and jerry garcia.....case closed
Bob Weir and Robert Hunter.
Can anyone link me to the guitar tabs for this? I can’t find it anywhere
That's Janice Soprano on backing vocals. How about Silvio Dante on guitar?
Wondering who originally did this song? Or is this an original?
Original
Damn, LOVE THIS SONG.
Found this link, www.whitegum.com/introjs.htm?/songfile/BIGBADBL.HTM
It tells when (if ever) it was played live, authors, and lyrics......
Rat shack talking about one-eyed jacks, come on!
Big Bad Blues
Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Bob Weir
A new Bob Weir song played by Furthur.
Found this card by the side of the road
Jack O'Diamonds, battered and old
Run down, rained on, filthy and torn (note 1)
My own face card, sure as I'm born
This is no story, and it's never no lie
Sat down lookin' that Jack in the eye
Rest of the deck nowhere to be seen
Nary an Ace, nor a doggone Queen (note 2)
Big bad blues keep rollin' along
Never found the place where I belong
Never done right but it turned out wrong
So shut your face while I sing my song (note 3)
Say what you want, brother, say what you will
Jack O'Diamonds was there for the kill
One to the head, sister, one to the heart
Murder most foul, without mercy or art
Jack O'Diamonds got only one eye
Lost the other in a bedroom fight
Gone like smoke, never said goodbye
Just stole off in the dark of the night
Big bad blues keep rollin' along
Never found the place where I belong
Never done right but it turned out wrong
So shut your face while I sing my song
Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on (note 4)
Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on
Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on
Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on
Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on
Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on
Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on
Singing rat shack talking about one-eyed Jacks, come on
[etc]
Big bad blues keep rollin' along
Never found the place where I belong
Never done right but it turned out wrong
So shut your face while I sing my song
There was a time, brother, I'd have been glad
To find his fate turned out so bad
There was a time, sister, I'd have paid
To dance on his memory and spit on his grave
Jack O'Diamonds, I knew you well
A long time ago, truth to tell
Reckon we'll share the same fire in Hell
Just like that same cold Birmingham cell
Big bad blues keep rollin' along
Never found the place where I belong
Never done right but it turned out wrong
So shut your face while I sing my song
Big bad blues keep rollin' along
Never found the place where I belong
Never done right but it turned out wrong
So hold on tight while I sing my song
[etc]
Notes
(1) in an acoustic version previewed on Facebook, Bob Weir sang "Beat up, rained on"
(2) Bob Weir sings "Nary an Ace, a King or a Queen"
(3) Bob Weir sings "So hold on tight while I sing my song
(4) These lines are not in Robert Hunter's original lyrics
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Dude quit changing the volume
Did that just for ya.m. Listen Carefully.
@@spacecaselace1723 "careful with line invocations bro" = my favorite RUclipsr comment ever, barre none. I forget the commenter you were responding to, but it was funny to read & it's a golden rule. So ty Lace
This was a band much better then that Dead and Company crap. JOHN MAYER VIP speedos for sale
RAT IN A DRAIN DITCH.
Love these guys, but this song is about 7min too long. It just keeps going around in a big Bad circle.