#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------##This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the ##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #Althea -- Grateful Dead (Hunter/GarciaINTRO: Bm - A - E - A - Bm - A - E - Bm - A - E - A - Bm - A - EBm A E A Bm A EI told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction.Bm A E A Bm A EAlthea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection. A C#m D AI told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb. C#m E A Bm A EAlthea told me better cool down boy, settle back, easy Jim.Bm A E AYou may be Saturday's child, all alone,Bm A EMoving with a tinge of grace.Bm A E AYou may be a clown in the burying ground,Bm A EOr just another pretty face.A C#m D AYou may meet in the fate of Ophelia sleeping and penchant to dream.C#m E Bm A EHonest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.Bm A E AAin't nobody messing with you, but you,Bm A EYour friends are getting most concerned.Bm A E A Bm A ELoose with the truth baby it's your fire but baby don't get burned.A C#m D AWhen the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me.C#m E Bm A EGonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy.D EThere are things you can replace, and others you cannot.D GThe time has come to weigh those things.E Bm A EThis space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot.Bm A E A Bm A EI told Althea I'm a roving son, and I was born to be a bachelor.Bm A E Bm A EAlthea told me, okay, that's fine so now I'm trying to catch her.A C#mCan't talk to you about talking to me, D AWe're guilty of the same old thing.C#m ABeen talking a lot about less and lessBm A EAnd forgetting the love we bring.Back to index / g / grateful_de