Bertha

Music By Jerry Garcia
Words By Robert Hunter

Released October 1971

I had a hard run
Running from your window
I was all night running, running
Lord, I wonder if you care
I had a run in
Run around and a run down
Run around the corner, corner
Lord, I ran smack into a tree

I had to move
Really had to move
That's why if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha, don't you come around here any more

Dressed myself in green
Lord I went down unto the sea
Try to see what's going down
Lord, try to read between the lines
I had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling
Lord, I turned round to see
Heard a voice a-calling
Lord you was coming after me

I had to move
Really had to move
That's why if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha, don't you come around here any more

Ran into a rain-storm
Ducked into a bar door
It's all night pouring, pouring rain
Lord but not a drop on me
Test me, test me, test me, test me, test me
Why don't you arrest me
Throw me in the jail house
Lord, until the sun go down

I had to move
Really had to move
That's why if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha, don't you come around here any more

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