Sing Me Back Home (Live at the Fillmore West, San Francisco, CA, July 2, 1971) - Grateful Dead

Please don't Judas me Treat me as you like to be treated Please don't blacklist me Leave me as you'd wish to find me Don't analyze me, sacrifice me Please don't Judas me. Please don't chastise me Show me just one shred of kindness Try to help me see Guide me in my eyes of blindness Don't despise me, categorize me Please don't Judas me. No, no don't Judas me No, please don't Judas me Please don't head shrink me Don't disguise your innuendos Tell no lies to me I can see the way the wind blows Don't debase me, annihilate me Please don't Judas me. Please don't number me Don't betray my trusted promise Please don't anger me I find it hard to bear no malice Don't frustrate me, manipulate me Please don't Judas me No, no don't Judas me No, please don't Judas me

Alright Here's another Metallica song, is that alright? I'm diggin' my way I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better I'm pushin' to stay I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Oh, yeah I'm sowing the seeds, yes I'm sowing the seeds I've taken I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted This thorn in my side This thorn in my side is from the tree This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted Ooh, it tears me and I bleed, yeah Ooh Yeah Caught under wheels roll I take the leech, I'm bleeding me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's leading me I'm bleeding me, whoa Ooh, I can't take it Caught under wheels roll Oh, the bleeding of me Oh-oh, the bleeding of me Caught under wheels roll I take the leech, I'm bleeding me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's leading me I'm bleeding me, whoa, ooh, I can't take it Caught under wheels roll, oh, the bleeding of me I'm diggin' my way Yes, I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better I'm pushin' to stay I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better With somethin' better Nice Alright. It's feelin' better now, alright? I agree Thank you You agree, you agree too Is that, is that your dad? I can't hear you Do you wanna do "Judas" again? Oh, maybe next year That's a good idea

She came without a farthing A babe without a name So much ado about nothing Is what she'd try to say So much ado, my lover So many games we played Through every fleeted Summer Through every precious day All dead, all dead All the dreams we had And I wonder why I still live on All dead, all dead And alone, I'm spared My sweeter half instead All dead and gone All dead All dead, all dead At the rainbow's end And still, I hear her own sweet song All dead, all dead Take me back again You know my little friend's All dead and gone Her ways are always with me I wander all the while But, please, you must forgive me I am old but still a child All dead, all dead But I should not grieve In time it comes to everyone All dead, all dead But in hope, I breathe Of course, I don't believe You're dead and gone All dead and gone