Me and My Uncle Live at Austin Municipal Auditorium Austin TX November 15 1971 by The Grateful Dead Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Me and my uncle went riding down
South Colorado, west Texas bound
We stopped over in Santa Fe
That being the point just about halfway
And you know it was the hottest part of the day
[Verse 2]
I took the horses up to the stall
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt
It being summer, I took off my shirt
And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt
[Verse 3]
West Texas cowboys, they's all around
With liquor and money, they loaded down
So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game
Hey now, high-low jack and the winnеr take the hand
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 4]
My uncle startеd winning; cowboys got sore
One of them called him, and then two more
Accused him of cheating; well, oh no, it couldn't be
I know my uncle, he's as honest as me
Hey now, I'm as honest as a Denver man can be, that's me
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw
And I shot him down, Lord, he never saw
Shot me another, well, hot damn, he won't grow old
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold
Then we high-tailed it down to Mexico
[Outro]
I love those cowboys, I love their gold
I love my uncle, God rest his soul
He taught me good, Lord, he taught me all I know
Taught me so well, well, I grabbed that gold
And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road
Me and my uncle went riding down
South Colorado, west Texas bound
We stopped over in Santa Fe
That being the point just about halfway
And you know it was the hottest part of the day
[Verse 2]
I took the horses up to the stall
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt
It being summer, I took off my shirt
And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt
[Verse 3]
West Texas cowboys, they's all around
With liquor and money, they loaded down
So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game
Hey now, high-low jack and the winnеr take the hand
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 4]
My uncle startеd winning; cowboys got sore
One of them called him, and then two more
Accused him of cheating; well, oh no, it couldn't be
I know my uncle, he's as honest as me
Hey now, I'm as honest as a Denver man can be, that's me
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw
And I shot him down, Lord, he never saw
Shot me another, well, hot damn, he won't grow old
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold
Then we high-tailed it down to Mexico
[Outro]
I love those cowboys, I love their gold
I love my uncle, God rest his soul
He taught me good, Lord, he taught me all I know
Taught me so well, well, I grabbed that gold
And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road