This is one of the few Dead tunes by the late, great, Pigpen. In it I've included my neophyte attempt at transcribing his smokin' harmonica solo. Most of the hole 3 suck notes should be preceded by a short grace note bend.
Intro: | F / / / | C / A7 Dm | Dm / / C F | F / / / | F / / / |
F Operator, can you help me? Help me if you please Bb F Give me the right area code and the number that I need G C A7 My rider left upon a midnight flyer Dm C F Singin' like a summer breeze
F Think she's somewhere down south, down about Baton Rouge Bb F I just cain't remember no number, a number I can use G C A7 Directory don't have it, central done forgot it Dm C F Got to find a number to use
Break (play the intro here)
Tryin' to check out a number, tryin' to run down a line Operator said that's privileged information and it ain't no business o' mine It's floodin' down in Texas, the poles are down in Utah Got to find a private line
She could be hanging 'round a steel mill, working in a house of blue light Riding a get-away bus out of Portland, talkin' to the night I don't know where she's gone, I don't care where she's been Long as she's been doin' it right
(now slap that Bb harp in your rack & blow with all yer might like so...)
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