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Culled from a posting by tkiriluk@well.com on The Well

 "Bury Me Standing" by Bob Weir and ?
 
 Once again the crossroads {and}
 Ain't no moon shining through the trees
 God has lost my number
 He be begging baby please
 Bury me standing
 I've been too long on my knees
 
 Angel and the Devil
 They're walking side by side
 Depending on each other
 Neither one is satisfied
 Bury me standing
 It's the {hawks/hottest} {place} yet to hide     (extreme slur here, hard 
                                                   to guess what it might
                                                   really be, doesn't make
                                                   much sense to me as is)
 
 Nothing you can figure
 Nothing you can fix
 Nothing to {obey}
 Just a couple tricks
 {You know} the {habit} {goes to} {call}       (this is the toughest line
                                                In theory the final word 
                                                should probably rhyme with 
                                                long, but it didn't sound 
                                                like it)
 Bury me standing
 I've been crawling way to long
 
 Bury me standing
 Baby down where I belong
 
 Got a fist full of trouble
 One more will make it free
 Shake it shake it peaches baby
 Peaches off that trouble tree
 I could chang my way of living
 It would mean so much to me
 
 {Loose} smoke in the bar room babe                                             
  
 Tattooed muscles, beer for beer
 God has lost my number
 {Throw} {my donation} {in here}           - Hard to hear over instrumental
 {Tell} my {household} angel baby            surge and crowd noise
 So you tell her this year
 
 Give me whiskey for whiskey
 Give me blow for blow
 Give me something to depend on baby
 {Got to} go down slow
 Give me fire for fire
 Give me ice for ice
 Give me something to live for baby
 Wouldn't that be nice
 
 God's {own eternal tease}
 Bury me standing
 I've been too long on my knees
 Bury me in the crossroads
 It's just where I gotta be
 Once again the crossroads babe
 Ain't no moon shining through the trees
 Godhas lost my number
 He be begging baby please
 Bury me standing
 I've been too long on my knees
 
 Put me in the crossroads babe
 Yes that's where {I'm placed to be}
 
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