Pride Of Cucamonga Lyrics - The Grateful Dead From The Mars Hotel - Grateful Dead

Out on the edge of an empty highway 

Howling at the blood on the moon 

Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way 

I can't hit that border too soon 

Running hard out of Muskrat Flats 

It was sixty days or double life 

Hail on my back like a shotgun blast 

High wind chimes in the night 

Oh oh, the pride of Cucamonga 

Oh oh, bitter olives in the sun 

Oh oh, I had me some lovin' 

And I done some time 

Since I came down from Oregon 

There's a lesson or two I've learned 

By standing in the road alone 

Standing watching the fires burn 

The northern sky it stinks with greed 

You could smell it for miles around 

The good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel 

Sitting doing that git on down 

Oh oh, the pride of Cucamonga 

Oh oh, silver apples in the sun 

Oh oh, I had me some lovin' 

And I done some time 

I see your silver shining town 

But I know I can't go there 

Your streets run deep with poisoned wine 

Your doorways crawl with fear 

So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at 

Where the weed grows green and fine 

And wrap myself around a bush of that bright 

Whoa, on Oaxaca vine 

Yes, it's me, I'm the pride of Cucamonga 

I can see golden forests in the sun 

Oh oh, I had me some lovin' 

And I done some time 

And I done some time 

And I done some time