Brown - Eyed Women Lyrics - Grateful Dead

Gone are the days when the ox fall down 

Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around 

Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please 

Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me" 

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine 

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean 

Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down 

And it looks like the old man's gettin' on 

1920 when he stepped to the bar, drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar 

1930 when the wall caved in, he paved his way selling red-eyed gin 

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine 

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean 

Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down 

And it looks like the old man's gettin' on 

Delilah Jones was the mother of twins 

Two times over and the rest were sins 

Raised eight boys, only I turned bad 

Didn't get the lickin's that the other ones had 

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine 

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean 

Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down 

And it looks like the old man's gettin' on 

Tumble down shack on Big Foot country 

Snowed so hard that the roof caved in 

Delilah Jones went to meet her God 

And the old man never was the same again 

Daddy made whiskey and he made it well 

Cost two dollars and it burned like hell 

I cut hick'ry just to fire the still 

Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill 

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine 

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean 

Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down 

And it looks like the old man's gettin' on 

Gone are the days when the ox fall down 

Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around 

Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please 

Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me" 

Brown-eyed women and red grenadine 

The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean 

Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down 

And it looks like the old man's gettin' on