How I Got Here, The Greatful Dead Story

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My sister got me here, She is older. Many think she is my mother but she is my sister Our family has 6 of us. Its kind of like 2 and 2 and 1 and 1. My oldest brother loves my next oldest brother My sister who saved us young-in's Loves my oldest brother. I used to be her favorite but turned south when became a teenager, grown worse with my Marine ways as grown older. There is no mother or father, its why we here. I was helping my eldest sister move so she could help us get away from our step father. My mom was allowed to live with us awhile. She was kicked out for sneaking in booze. Once that happened my eldest sister said she is moving and you helping. Its just across town and this place is saintly compared to most places in California. We were in a foster home and everything. Nice religious people and think they would think the same about me now, they used to love me. You did not turn out how we expected. That's OK, you did not really teach me how corrupt the world is either. Anyway in this UHaul Truck, this young lady steps up to the window. Are you going?We moving, not sure about going. To the concert, what concert?, Grateful dead. Is this who they are. Just on radio lady, How about you give us a ride. Geez, pretty girls too. I am with my older sister, she in store, nope, we moving find another way. I could not believe such a pretty lady was just like open the back, will ride with the furniture to see these guys. This land is different out here out west, people come here to get away from people, sometime they forget they may be still rolling with you.