Black Peter
Grateful Dead Lyrics


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All of my friends come to see me last night
I was laying in my bed and dying
Annie Beauneu from Saint Angel
Say "the weather down here so fine"

Just then the wind
Came squalling through the door
But who can
The weather command?
Just want to have
A little peace to die
And a friend or two
I love at hand

Fever roll up to a hundred and five
Roll on up
Gonna roll back down
One more day
I find myself alive
Tomorrow
Maybe go
Beneath the ground

See here how everything
Lead up to this day
And it's just like
Any other day
That's ever been
Sun goin up
And then the
Sun it goin down
Shine through my window and
My friends they come around
Come around
Come around

The people may know but
People don't care
That a man could be
As poor as me
Take a look at poor Peter
He's lying in pain
Now let's go run
And see

Run and see
Run and see




Run, run, and see
Hey, hey, run and see

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the Grateful Dead's song Black Peter describe the voice of a man who is lying in bed and dying, while his friends visit him one last time. One of his friends from Saint Angel tells him that the weather is beautiful, but suddenly the wind blasts in through the door. The man hopes for a peaceful death with his loved ones by his side, but he is consumed by fever and realizes that he might not make it through the night. He reflects on his life and how it led up to this moment, and the passing of the day reminds him of the inevitable cycle of life and death. The song ends with the voice calling his friends to come and see him, acknowledging his humble state and expressing his desire for their company in his last moments.


Line by Line Meaning

All of my friends come to see me last night
My friends came to see me last night before I passed away


I was laying in my bed and dying
I was on my deathbed before my friends came to visit me


Annie Beauneu from Saint Angel
Annie Beauneu, a resident of Saint Angel, was among the visitors


Say 'the weather down here so fine'
Annie remarked on the pleasant weather in my hometown


Just then the wind
Suddenly, a gust of wind


Came squalling through the door
Blew through the open doorway with a loud noise


But who can
However, no one can


The weather command?
Control the weather, can they?


Just want to have
All I want is


A little peace to die
Some peace to pass away in


And a friend or two
And a few friends by my side


I love at hand
Whom I care for deeply


Fever roll up to a hundred and five
My fever rose to 105 degrees


Roll on up
Kept getting higher


Gonna roll back down
But then it subsided


One more day
I lived for another day


I find myself alive
I'm still conscious and breathing


Tomorrow
But tomorrow


Maybe go
I might


Beneath the ground
Pass away and be buried


See here how everything
Notice how everything


Lead up to this day
Leads up to the present moment


And it's just like
In fact, it's similar to


Any other day
Any ordinary day


That's ever been
That has ever occurred


Sun goin up
The sun rising


And then the
Followed by the


Sun it goin down
Sun setting


Shine through my window and
The sunshine streaming through my window


My friends they come around
My friends visit me


Come around
Come by to see me


The people may know but
Others may be aware but


People don't care
They don't seem to care


That a man could be
About the fact that a man might be


As poor as me
As impoverished as I am


Take a look at poor Peter
Consider the case of poor Peter


He's lying in pain
He's suffering from an ailment


Now let's go run
We should go for a run now


And see
And observe what's happening


Run and see
Let's go for a run and see


Hey, hey, run and see
Hurry up, let's go for a run and see




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JEROME J. GARCIA, ROBERT C. HUNTER

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"Black Peter"

Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia

Copyright Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission.


All of my friends come to see me last night

I was laying in my bed and dying

Annie Beauneu from Saint Angel

say "the weather down here so fine"


Just then the wind

came squalling through the door

but who can

the weather command?

Just want to have

a little peace to die

and a friend or two

I love at hand


Fever roll up to a hundred and five

Roll on up

gonna roll back down

One more day

I find myself alive

tomorrow

maybe go

beneath the ground


See here how everything

lead up to this day

and it's just like

any other day

that's ever been

Sun goin up

and then the

sun it goin down

Shine through my window and

my friends they come around

come around

come around


People may know but

the people don't care

that a man could be

as poor as me...

"Take a look at poor Peter

he's lyin in pain

now let's go run

and see"


Run and see

hey, hey,

run and see



Stan Miller

All of my friends come to see me last night
I was laying in my bed and dying
Annie Beauneu from Saint Angel
Say "the weather down here so fine"

Just then the wind
Came squalling through the door
But who can The weather command?
Just want to have
A little peace to die
And a friend or two I love at hand

Fever roll up to a hundred and five
Roll on up
Gonna roll back down
One more day I find myself alive
Tomorrow
Maybe go
Beneath the ground

See here how everything
Lead up to this day
And it's just like
Any other day
That's ever been
Sun goin' up
And then the
Sun it goin' down
Shine through my window and
My friends they come around
Come around
Come around

The people may know but
People don't care
That a man could be
As poor as me
Take a look at poor Peter
He's lying in pain
Now let's go run
And see

Run and see
Run and see
Run, run, and see
Hey, hey, run and see



Barbara Ann

I liked this comment by B. Michatavage at http://songmeanings.com/songs/view/47725/
He wrote:
One of Jerry's personal favorites...this song spoke to his mournful soul; he loved a sad ballad. The song is about a man at the end of his days just wanting to have a "friend or two" to be with him when he passes on.

My comments: I found this a very deep observation about life:
See here how everything
Lead up to this day
And it's just like
Any other day
That's ever been
Sun goin up
And then the
Sun it goin down

Yes, the sun goes up and down no matter what content our lives hold and no matter what great impact we may think we'll have on the world, and as Jerry was, we can be taken from this world we know by surprise. Just like any other day that's ever been.

....and my friends they come around.



All comments from YouTube:

Elizabeth Scott

My dad had a vicious stroke a little over a year ago- I've never found such an accurate song for him. He's currently in the ICU 😔 cmon Black Peter... Your daughter needs you home ❤

Emmett Hoffman

Sending love ❤️

coffeehugger

So sorry to read this.

Jude Steven

instaBlaster.

Max Ragno

Right now my brother (aged 24) is in ICU brain dead after a heroin induced stroke. I wouldn’t wish this on anyone. I’m sorry you went through this.

A Rare and Different Tune

@Max Ragno sending love to your family from your Dead Family

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Dave Sigmon

This riveting track is facing the end of the line. Never has Jerry Garcia's voice sounded more emotive than on this cut. It's a cry from the heart and one of the most chill-inducing songs I've heard in all my many years. The spooky melody and Pigpen's organ accentuates this.

CLASSY GARY

This song is actually a truly mind blowing composition not the least of which that the notes, melody, chords and structure/modulations and lyrics are completely syncretic with every aspect of all the parts in relation to each other… this is real magical alchemy going on here as it represents that all is cyclical and is connected @ each level of existence. This is a musical representation of the cosmos, life, death and rebirth . This is real psychedelia happening . Hunter/Garcia plugged into the universe and it’s mysterious secrets here . 🤯

Ian McDonald

That's very insightful.

Ghozt Wolve

Indeed, yes. Not only fever cycling up and down, each day becoming like one foot in front of the other. But also dear Annie not knowing what else to do but talk about the weather like it's a routine day -- then the wind blows and we are reminded that nobody can command the WEATHER (not just the wind) = we never know if it's really going to be a routine day.

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