Dont Ease Me In Live at the Fillmore East New York City May 15 1970 by The Grateful Dead Lyrics
[Intro]
During the calisthenics, we'd like to introduce the gentlemen on the stage. This is Pigpen on organ. From Atherton, California, this is Mister Robert Weir. (Thank you, thank you, friends) From Marin Junior College, Mister Phillip Lesh. (That's a lie, that ain't Phillip Lesh) From 710 Ashbury Street, Mister Jerry Garcia. (They'll never take me alive) This, on drums, the son of Lenny Hart, Mickey Hart. (Let me get my cigarette back. Can we play now? Out of sight)
[Chorus]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
[Verse 1]
I was standing on the corner
With a dollar in my hand
I was looking for a woman
Sweet mama didn't have no man
[Chorus]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
The girl I love, she's sweet and true
And the dress she wears, sweet mama, it's pink and blue
She brings me coffee, she brings me tea
She brings me about every darn thing but the jailhouse key
[Chorus]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
I'm walking down Main, Deep Elem in June
All the women down there got the Texas blues
[Chorus]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
[Outro]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
Ah, you're too kind, too kind. Can you hear this stuff alright out there? Can't hear the guitars, you gotta turn the guitars up. Turn them up, turn them up, turn them, turn them up. What was that? Stop it, man. Eat it. Woo. We don't have to dignify your miserable heckling, do we?
During the calisthenics, we'd like to introduce the gentlemen on the stage. This is Pigpen on organ. From Atherton, California, this is Mister Robert Weir. (Thank you, thank you, friends) From Marin Junior College, Mister Phillip Lesh. (That's a lie, that ain't Phillip Lesh) From 710 Ashbury Street, Mister Jerry Garcia. (They'll never take me alive) This, on drums, the son of Lenny Hart, Mickey Hart. (Let me get my cigarette back. Can we play now? Out of sight)
[Chorus]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
[Verse 1]
I was standing on the corner
With a dollar in my hand
I was looking for a woman
Sweet mama didn't have no man
[Chorus]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
The girl I love, she's sweet and true
And the dress she wears, sweet mama, it's pink and blue
She brings me coffee, she brings me tea
She brings me about every darn thing but the jailhouse key
[Chorus]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
I'm walking down Main, Deep Elem in June
All the women down there got the Texas blues
[Chorus]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
[Outro]
Don't ease, don't ease, don't ease me in
I've been all night long coming home, don't ease me in
Ah, you're too kind, too kind. Can you hear this stuff alright out there? Can't hear the guitars, you gotta turn the guitars up. Turn them up, turn them up, turn them, turn them up. What was that? Stop it, man. Eat it. Woo. We don't have to dignify your miserable heckling, do we?