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The Grateful Dead (1967) 4794
Anthem of the Sun (1968) 2763
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Live Dead (1970) 3651
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Grateful Dead Live (1971) 6465
Europe '72 (1972) 8776
Bear's Choice: History of the Grateful Dead (1973) 3245
Wake of the Flood (1973) 3883
From The Mars Hotel (1974) 4156
Skeletons From the Closet (1974) 5980
Blues for Allah (1975) 5508
Steal Your Face (1976) 6797
Terrapin Station (1977) 3566
Shakedown Street (1978) 5462
Go To Heaven (1980) 4746
Dead Set (1981) 7489
Reckoning (1981) 7759
In The Dark (1987) 4276
Dylan & The Dead (1989) 3369
Built To Last (1990) 4456
Without A Net (1990) 8708
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Casey Jones 728
Turn On Your Love Light 547
The Golden Road 525
Sugar Magnolia 580
Rosemary 497
Friend of the Devil 475
Mexicali Blues 526
One More Saturday Night 490
Saint Stephen 516
Truckin' 494
Uncle John's Band 541
Mexicali Blues


Laid back in an old saloon, with a peso in my hand,
Watchin' flies and children on the street,
And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile,
There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet.

And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and I don't know why I came.
I guess I came to keep from payin' dues.
So instead I've got a bottle and a girl who's just fourteen,
And a damn good case of the Mexicali Blues. Yeh!

Is there anything a man don't stand to lose,
When the devil wants to take it all away?
Cherish well your thoughts, and keep a tight grip on your booze,
Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today.

She said her name was Billy Jean and she was fresh in town.
I didn't know a stage line ran from Hell.
She had raven hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold,
All the French perfume you'd care to smell.

She took me up into her room and whispered in my ear,
";Go on, my friend, do anything you choose.";
Now I'm payin' for those happy hours I spent there in her arms,
With a lifetime's worth of the Mexicali Blues.

Is there anything a man don't stand to lose,
When the devil wants to take it all away?
Cherish well your thoughts, and keep a tight grip on your booze
Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today.

And then a man rode into town, some thought he was the law.
Billy Jean was waitin' when he came.
She told me he would take her, if I didn't use my gun,
I'd have no one but myself to blame.

I went down to those dusty streets, blood was on my mind.
I guess that stranger hadn't heard the news
Cause I shot first and killed him, Lord, he didn't even draw
And he made me trade the gallows for the Mexicali Blues.

Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
When he lets a woman hold him in her hands?
He just might find himself out there on horseback in the dark
Just ridin' and runnin' across those desert sands.

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