Across The Great Divide

Lyrics: Robbie Robertson
Music: Robbie Robertson

Sung by Chris Robinson with Phil Lesh & Friends as part of their tribute to Levon Helm.

Standing by your window in pain
A pistol in your hand
And I beg you, dear Molly, girl
Try and understand your man the best you can

Across the Great Divide
Just grab your hat, and take that ride
Get yourself a bride
And bring your children down to the river side

I had a goal in my younger days
I nearly wrote my will
But I changed my mind for the better
I'm at the still, had my fill and I'm fit to kill

Across the Great Divide
Just grab your hat, and take that ride
Get yourself a bride
And bring your children down to the river side

Pinball machine, and a queen
I nearly took a bust
Tried to keep my hands to myself
You say it's a must, but who can you trust

Harvest moon shinin' down from the sky
A weary sign for all
I'm gonna leave this one horse town
Had to stall till the fall, now I'm going to crawl

Now Molly dear, don't you shed a tear
Your time will surely come
You'll feed your man chicken every Sunday
Now tell me, hon, what you done with the gun

Across the Great Divide
Just grab your hat, and take that ride
Get yourself a bride
And bring your children down to the river side