china doll — Grateful Dead

A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring, Tell me what you done it for, no i won't tell you a thing. Yesterday i begged you before i hit the ground, All i leave behind me is only what i found.

If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play, Stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would i deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die.

Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, It's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. La-la-la-la-la-la-la.