All roads eventually lead home, where you’ll hopefully be as snug and content as this penguin in his cozy cove at the San Francisco Zoo.
“So many roads I tell you,
New York to San Francisco,
So many roads I know.
All I want is one to take me home,
From the high road to the low,
So many roads …”
Grateful Dead, “So Many Roads”
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Which album is that Grateful Dead song from, Mr. Penguin? I thought I knew most of them, but I don’t recognize that lyric….
Hi Victoria! Like many Grateful Dead songs, “So Many Roads” was never released on any official Grateful Dead album. It was a new Garcia song that the Dead had been performing in their final years, usually as an encore. A live version is available on the “So Many Roads” compilation of rarities and outtakes the Dead put out in 1999. Ironically, that version was recorded in Chicago on July 9, 1995, the last show the Dead performed before Jerry’s untimely death.
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What great lyrics! Love the penguin!
Hi Judy. I took an unlikely approach for this challenge, because that’s the type of guy I am! Glad I was able to use those lyrics to match the theme. Glad you like the penguin!
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Don’t forget…
In another times forgotten space
Your eyes looked from your mothers face
Wallflower seed on the sand and stone
May the four winds blow you safely home.
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Squee, that is so so cute I can hardly stand it. Love it, Stephen.