Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Saint Stephen, artist - Grateful Dead.
Song language: English
Saint Stephen |
Saint Stephen with a rose |
In and out of the garden he goes |
Country garland in the wind and the rain |
Wherever he goes, the people all complain |
Stephen prospered in his time |
Well he may and he may decline |
Did it matter? |
Does it now? |
Stephen would answer if he only knew how |
Wishing well with a golden bell |
Bucket hanging clear to Hell |
Hell halfway 'twixt now and then |
Stephen fill it up and lower down |
And lower down again |
Ladyfinger dipped in moonlight |
Writing «What for?» |
across the morning sky |
Sunlight splatters dawn with answers |
Darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye |
Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow |
What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned |
Several seasons with their treasons |
Wrap the babe in scarlet covers, call it your own |
Did he doubt or did he try? |
Answers aplenty in the bye and bye |
Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills |
One man gathers what another man spills |
Saint Stephen will remain |
All he’s lost he shall regain |
Seashore washed by the suds and foam |
Been here so long he’s got to calling it home |
Fortune comes a-crawling, Calliope woman |
Spinning that curious sense of your own |
Can you answer? |
Yes I can |
But what would be the answer to the answer man? |