Lyrics: Bob Dylan
Music: Bob Dylan
Sung by Trey Anastasio and Joan Osborne with Phil Lesh and Friends.
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
I got all the love, honey baby, I can stand
I been me, and hard like an oak
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
If you want me, honey baby, I'll be here
Like your smile, and your fingertips
Like the way that you move your lips
I like the cool way you look at me
Everything about you is bringing me misery
Little red wagon, little red bike
I ain't no monkey but I know what I like
I like the way you love me strong and slow
I'm takin' you with me, honey baby, when I go
Life is sad, life is a bust
All you can do is do what you must
You do what you must do and you do it well
I'll do it for you, honey baby, can't you tell?
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
I got all the love, honey baby, I can stand
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
I got all the love, honey baby, I can stand
I got all the love, honey baby, I can stand
I got all the love, honey baby, I can stand