[Verse 1]

              
Oh, the street

          
s of Rome
              
Are filled wit

           
h rubble
             
Ancient footpr

             
ints are every

   
where
             
You can almost

              
 think that yo

            
u're seeing do

uble
             
On a cold dark

              
 night on the 

                    
Spanish stairs

[Chorus]

             
Got to hurry o

              
n back to my h

            
otel room
             
Where I got me

              
 a date with B

              
otticelli's ni

     
ece
             
Yeah, she prom

              
ised that she'

              
d be there wit

       
h me
             
When I paint m

               
y masterpiece

[Solo]
      
      

       
        
       

[Verse 2]

             
All the hours 

            
I spent inside

              
 the coliseum
             
Dodging lions 

              
and wasting ti

       
me
             
Oh, these migh

              
ty kings of th

              
e jungle I can

              
 hardly stand 

            
to see 'em
             
Yes, it sure h

              
as been a long

               
 hard climb

[Chorus]

             
Train wheels r

              
olling through

              
 the back of m

        
y memory
             
When I stood o

              
n a hilltop fo

              
llowing a pack

              
 of wild geese
             
Someday life w

              
ill be sweet l

              
ike a rhapsody
            
When I paint m

             
y masterpiece

[Bridge]

            
Sailin' around

              
 the world in 

              
a dirty gondol

 
a
            
Oh, to be back

              
 in the land o

           
f Coca Cola!

          

[Verse 3]

           
I left Rome   

             
    and landed

             
 in Brussels
             
On a flight so

              
 bumpy that I 

             
almost cried
             
Preacher men i

              
n uniform and 

             
young girls pu

            
lling mussels
             
Well, it sure 

              
has been a lon

              
g hard ride
             
Newspaper man 

            
eating candy

[Chorus]

             
Had to be held

             
 down by big p

        
olice
             
Someday everyt

             
hing's gonna b

   
e different
             
When I paint m

        
y masterpiece
             
And someday ev

             
erything's gon

      
na be differen

t
             
When I paint m

                    
y masterpiece
             
Someday everyt

              
hing's gonna b

          
e different
             
When I paint m

                    
y masterpiece
             
When I paint m

                    
y masterpiece

** as performed by Jerry Garcia, Bob Weir and John Kahn with acoustic instruments on Dec 17, 
1987 at the Warfield Theater in San Francisco, CA. Link to the video below.

https://youtu.be/Cv2k56WdfF8