Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Odd, I Know


...that I haven't written about the Dead in this blog. One of the poles of my musical universe. And now this strange song comes along to change that. The writing part, that is.

I was watching Truckin' Up To Buffalo tonight, and they went into Stagger Lee. A song I never really knew, never really liked, always tolerated until it was over. But tonight, for some unknown reason I had the lyrics playing on the screen. And so I read. And for the first time ever, I 'got it' about this song. A mystery and a toleration no more. Listen here.

"Stagger Lee"
Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia

1940 Xmas evening with a full moon over town
Staggerlee met Billy DeLyon
and he blew that poor boy down
Do you know what he shot him for?
What do you make of that?
'Cause Billy DeLyon threw lucky dice,
won Staggelee's Stetson hat

Baio, Baio, tell me how can this be?
You arrest the girls for turning tricks
but you're scared of Staggerlee
Staggerlee is a madman and he shot my Billy dead
Baio you go get him or give the job to me

Delia DeLyon, dear sweet Delia-D
How the hell can I arrest him when he's twice as big as me?
Don't ask me to go downtown - I wouldn't come back alive
Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45

Baio Delia said just give me a gun
He shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung
She waded to DeLyon's Club through Billy DeLyon's blood
Stepped up to Staggerlee at the bar
Said Buy me a gin fizz, love

As Staggerlee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls
Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall
Baio, Baio, see you hang him high
He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die

Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street
A three-piece band on the corner played "Nearer, My God, to Thee"
but Delia whistled a different tune...what tune could it be?

The song that woman sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that Delia sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that woman sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that Delia sung was Look out Staggerlee

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Odder still....
The moment before i clicked on your blog I had just finished reading a short story in "The boy who cried Freebird" by Mitch Myers.
The story was about a boy in the year 2069 who received a time travel voucher for his 18th birthday. The place and time he choose to travel to was the Fillmore West on Feb. 28 1969.
Imagine my delight seeing Jerry and listening to "staggerlee" on your blog. Thanks bro!