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From: U270009@UNIVSCVM.CSD.SCAROLINA.EDU (black.peter@scarolina.edu)
Subject: CRD:  Lost Sailor -- Grateful Dead

Lost Sailor -- Grateful Dead  (Barlow, Weir)
 
         
 Compass card 

     
is  spinning, 

         
    helm is sw

  
inging to and 

fro,
      
 Oh where is t

       
he dog star,  

   
  oh        wh

ere is the moo

n?
 
         
You're a lost 

           
sailor, been w

              
ay too long at

        
 sea.
 
 
Somedays the gales are howling, sometimes the sea is still as glass.
Oh raise the mainsail, oh lash the mast.
You're a lost sailor, been way too long at sea.
 
          
Now the shorel

          
ines beckon, t

          
here is a pric

          
e for being fr

 
ee.
 
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There's a seabird cryin' and there's a ghost wind blowing,
 
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And it's calling you to that misting swirling sea.
 

Till the chain

s of your drea

ms are broken,
 
              
There's no pla

              
ce in this wor

                  
ld you can be.
 
 
You're a lost sailor, been way too long at sea.
Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free.
 
You pay for being free, I'll tell ya freedom don't come easy.
Free don't always come for free,
Sometimes it's hard to know what to believe in.
 
Where to go, what to do, where to be, who to be.
That means you're driftin and dreamin, driftin and dreamin,
Cause it's a place you've never seen, driftin and dreamin.