Grateful Dead - The Wheel Lyrics
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The Wheel
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What Are The Lyrics For The Wheel By Grateful Dead?
The wheel is turning and you can't slow down,
You can't let go and you can't hold on, You can't go back and you can't stand still, If the thunder don't get you then the lightning will. Won't you try just a little bit harder, Couldn't you try just a little bit more? Won't you try just a little bit harder, Couldn't you try just a little bit more? Round, round robin run round, got to get back to where you belong, Little bit harder, just a little bit more, A little bit further than you gone before. The wheel is turning and you can't slow down, You can't let go and you can't hold on, You can't go back and you can't stand still, If the thunder don't get you then the lightning will. Small wheel turn by the fire and rod, Big wheel turn by the grace of God, Every time that wheel turn 'round, Bound to cover just a little more ground. The wheel is turning and you can't slow down, You can't let go and you can't hold on, You can't go back and you can't stand still, If the thunder don't get you then the lightning will. Won't you try just a little bit harder, Couldn't you try just a little bit more? Won't you try just a little bit harder, Couldn't you try just a little bit more? |
Who Wrote The Wheel By Grateful Dead?
Jerome J. Garcia, Robert C. Hunter, William Kreutzmann
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What's The Duration Of The The Wheel By Grateful Dead?The duration of The Wheel is 4:52 minutes and seconds. |
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