| Song | Lady With a Fan |
| Artist | Grateful Dead |
| Album | Dozin' at the Knick [live] |
| 作词 : Garcia, Hunter | |
| Let my inspiration flow, in token rhyme suggesting rhythm | |
| That will not forsake me, till my tale is told and done | |
| While the fire lights aglow, strange shadows from the flames will grow | |
| Till things we've never seen will seem familiar | |
| Shadows of a sailor forming winds both foul and fair, all swarm | |
| Down in Carlisle he loved a lady many years ago | |
| Here beside him stands a man, a soldier by the looks of him, (note 1) | |
| Who came through many fights, but lost at love | |
| While the story teller speaks, a door within the fire creaks, (note 2) | |
| Suddenly flies open, and a girl is standing there | |
| Eyes alight, with glowing hair, all that fancy paints as fair | |
| She takes her fan and throws it in the lion's den (note 3) | |
| Which of you to gain me, tell, will risk uncertain pains of hell? | |
| I will not forgive you if you will not take the chance | |
| The sailor gave at least a try; the soldier, being much too wise, | |
| Strategy was his strength, and not disaster | |
| The sailor, coming out again, the lady fairly leapt at him | |
| That's how it stands today. You decide if he was wise (note 4) | |
| The story teller makes no choice, soon you will not hear his voice | |
| His job is to shed light, and not to master | |
| Since the end is never told we paid the teller off in gold | |
| In hopes he will come back, but he cannot be bought or sold | |
| Notes | |
| (2) on at least one occasion (18 March 1977), Jerry very deliberately sang "... a wall within the fire creaks." (thanks to AshesRising for pointing this out) | |
| (3) see Lady Of Carlisle for the origins of the story of a lady throwing her fan into the lion's den. | |
| (4) this is what Hunter published and what Garcia sang, but Hunter himself sang "that's where it stands today" |
| zuò cí : Garcia, Hunter | |
| Let my inspiration flow, in token rhyme suggesting rhythm | |
| That will not forsake me, till my tale is told and done | |
| While the fire lights aglow, strange shadows from the flames will grow | |
| Till things we' ve never seen will seem familiar | |
| Shadows of a sailor forming winds both foul and fair, all swarm | |
| Down in Carlisle he loved a lady many years ago | |
| Here beside him stands a man, a soldier by the looks of him, note 1 | |
| Who came through many fights, but lost at love | |
| While the story teller speaks, a door within the fire creaks, note 2 | |
| Suddenly flies open, and a girl is standing there | |
| Eyes alight, with glowing hair, all that fancy paints as fair | |
| She takes her fan and throws it in the lion' s den note 3 | |
| Which of you to gain me, tell, will risk uncertain pains of hell? | |
| I will not forgive you if you will not take the chance | |
| The sailor gave at least a try the soldier, being much too wise, | |
| Strategy was his strength, and not disaster | |
| The sailor, coming out again, the lady fairly leapt at him | |
| That' s how it stands today. You decide if he was wise note 4 | |
| The story teller makes no choice, soon you will not hear his voice | |
| His job is to shed light, and not to master | |
| Since the end is never told we paid the teller off in gold | |
| In hopes he will come back, but he cannot be bought or sold | |
| Notes | |
| 2 on at least one occasion 18 March 1977, Jerry very deliberately sang "... a wall within the fire creaks." thanks to AshesRising for pointing this out | |
| 3 see Lady Of Carlisle for the origins of the story of a lady throwing her fan into the lion' s den. | |
| 4 this is what Hunter published and what Garcia sang, but Hunter himself sang " that' s where it stands today" |