Cats Under The Stars

Music By Jerry Garcia
Words By Robert Hunter

Released April 1978

Cats on the blacktop
Birdy in the treetop
Someone plays guitar that
sounds like clavinette
I ain't ready yet
to go to bed
Think I'll take a walk
downtown instead

Cats on the bandstand
Give 'em each a big hand
Anyone who sweats that hard
must be all right
No one wants a fight
No black eye
Just another cat beneath
the stars tonight

Cats in the limelight
Feels like it's all right
Everybody wants something
they may not get
I ain't ready yet
It ain't complete
That's why I'm heading down
to Alley Cat Street

A satin blouse unbuttoning
Time's a stripper
Doing it just for you

Knock it in the brass tacks
Cover up you tracks, Jack
You ain't going nowhere till
you can pay your own way back
What else do you lack
to make it right
but cats down under
the stars tonight?

Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission.