Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
Vocals
Rich Robinson
Rich Robinson
Electric Guitar
Marc Ford
Marc Ford
Electric Guitar
Johnny Colt
Johnny Colt
Bass Guitar
Steve Gorman
Steve Gorman
Drums
Eddie Harsch
Eddie Harsch
Keyboards
Barbara Mitchell
Barbara Mitchell
Background Vocals
Taj Harmon
Taj Harmon
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
Songwriter
Rich Robinson
Rich Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
Producer
George Drakoulias
George Drakoulias
Producer
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Dizzy found me last night
I saw some kind of new light
Mmm, I woke up in a whirlwind
Hey baby, just you watch my head spin
The spectacle that made you cry
It's a thrill a minute plane ride
It's overtime at ring side
No lie
March me down to the Seven Seas
Bury me with a ruby ring
Kiss me, baby, on an Easter Sunday day
Hey, make my haze blow away
Oh, make it blow away
I hide, I seek, I go and I find
Truth in a fable, faith in a rhyme
So why they wanna bad talk me?
Are they surprised by what we see?
Like my table and my tide turn
Like on my bed, the emperor were
Ooh, is that enough of me?
It could be
March me down to the Seven Seas
Bury me with a ruby ring
Kiss me, baby, on an Easter Sunday day
Make my haze blow away
Whoa, I said I make it blow my way
You rang in my ears
Now my partner never gonna read clear
Stick a beetle in my eye
Am I gon' ever get to ask you why?
Yeah, if music got to free your mind
Just let it go, baby, let it go
'Cause you never know
You never know
(Listen)
You say, if your rhythm ever falls out of time
You can bring it to me
And I promise, I will make it fine
Yes, I will
If your heart is beating free
For the very first time, it'll be alright
Yes, it will
Yes, it will
If your soul is let go
Oh, baby, you never know
And you never know, you never know
If your rhythm ever falls out of time
You can bring it to me and I will
Yes, I will make it alright
Whoa, there gonna be enough time, baby
But if I try, if I try
Ooh, will you let it?
Oh, yeah, will you let your soul go?
Let your mind go
Let your heart go
Let your soul go
Will you let it?
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I just wanna try
Oh, make it alright
Make it alright, alright
March me down to the Seven Seas
Bury me with a ruby ring
Whoa, kiss me, baby, on an Easter Sunday day
Make my haze blow away
(Do you, do you, do you, do you, do you)
March me down to the Seven Seas, yeah, yeah
Bury me with a ruby ring
Kiss me, baby, on an Easter Sunday day
Ooh, make my haze blow away
Written by: Chris Robinson, Rich Robinson
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