“It’s not your business how it’s done. You’re lucky to get through…”

Lyrics by Robert Hunter, Music by Jerry Garcia

Just a song of Gomorrah
I wonder what they did there
Must have been a bad thing
to get shot down for

I wonder how they blew it up
or if they tore it down
Get out, get out, Mr Lot
and don’t you look around

Who gave you your orders?
Someone from the sky
I heard a voice inside my head
in the desert wind so dry

I heard a voice telling me to flee
The very same voice I always believe
Said: a lot of trouble coming
but it don’t have to come to you
I’m sparing you so you can tell
the rest what you been through

But don’t you turn around, no
Don’t look after you
It’s not your business how it’s done
You’re lucky to get through

You’re a good upstanding man
A credit to the flock
But if you don’t face straight ahead
You could not stand the shock

Blew the city off the map
Left nothing there but fire
The wife of Lot got turned to salt
because she looked behind her

Because she looked behind
Because she looked behind
[etc]

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“It’s a long lonely walk from Hell to the burying ground…”

The truth of love an unsung song must tell.
The course of love must follow blind,
Without a look behind.

– Reuben and Cerise, Lyrics by Robert Hunter, Music by Jerry Garcia

I cry and I sing and I sway and I dance and I mourn and I rejoice and I love

and I love…

and I love…

and I love…

and I love…

and I love…