Moriah I miss you so much. Walking through the quarter I see you in passing faces. These songs I can barely listen to anymore are memories of our travels and life together. I love you, and I am forever grateful for the time we shared.
Happy Jerry week - saw the Dead for the 1st time in 73- named my Autumnal daughter 9/23/83 : Autumn Cherise after this song and this show was so stuck in my hearr- had to stick this name as well. She is now an award winning school teacher with a daughter - Sloan Alexandra- 2 at the end of Feb, a & a 4 month old son, Silas David (Goodman)- so happy I experienced this show & my daughter carries the name from history and/or mythology or reality. Happy absofuckinpolutely Jerry Week!! telyr
Cherise was brushing her long hair gently down It was the afternoon of Carnival As she brushes it gently down Reuben was strumming his painted mandolin It was inlaid with a pearly face in jade Played the carnival parade. Cherise was dressing as pirouette in white When a fatal vision gripped her tight Cherise beware tonight. 'Reuben, Reuben, tell me truly, true I feel afraid and I don't know why I do. Is there another girl for you?' 'If you could see my heart, You would know it's true. There's none Cherise, except for you, except for you. I swear to it on my very soul If I lie, may I fall down cold.' Reuben was strumming his painted mandolin The breeze would pause to listen in Before going its way again. Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke Like waves against the bandstand, dancers broke To the painted mandolin. Looking out on the crowd Who was standing there? Sweet Ruby Claire and Reuben stared And Reuben stared. She was dressed as pirouette in red And her hair hung gently down The crowd pressed 'round, Ruby stood as though alone Reuben's song took on a different tone And he played it just for her. The song that he played was the carnival parade Each note cut a thread of Cherise's fate. It cut through like a blade. Reuben was playing his painted mandolin When Ruby froze and turned to stone While the strings played all alone The voice of Cherise on the face of the mandolin Singin, 'Reuben, Reuben, tell me true. For I have no one but you.' 'If you could see my heart, You would know it's true. There's none Cherise, except for you, except for you. I swear to it on my very soul If I lie, may I fall down cold.' The song of love some lonesome song must tell The course of love must follow blind Without a look behind Reuben walked the streets of New Orleans 'til dawn Cherise so lightly in his arms And her hair hung gently down.
I always want to hear from someone who was at this show, what it was like..... kinda hard since it was at a prison and jerry & john have both passed on.
Chords and the key the same... the structure.....Cherise is very unique.. changes tempo and pick pattern in different parts of the tune twice... very challenging... took me years to sing and play Oregon’s version
