"North Sea Concert"..........singing

 

                    "You Made Me So VEry Happy"

 

 

1969 "Grammy Award winning"

 

                            "Spinning Wheels" David Clayton Thomas

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Lucretia McEvil"

 

Lucretia Mac Evil, little girl, what's your game?
Hard luck and trouble, bound to be your claim to fame.
Tail shakin', home breakin', truckin' through town.
Each and every country mother's son hangin' round.
Drive a young man insane. Evil, that's your name.

"Smiling Phases"        (Solo on Flugle Horn)

 

 

 

 

Steve Winwood, James Capaldi, Chris Wood)
(These lyrics are as BS&T performed the song, original lyrics differ slightly)

Do yourself a favor,
Wake up to your mind
Life is what you make it
You see, but still you're blind

Get yourself together,
Give before you take
You'll find out the hard way,
Soon you're gonna break
Hey hey hey

Smiling phases
Showing traces
Even if they bust you
Keep on smiling through and through
And you'll be amazed at the gaze
On their faces as they sentence you

You don't need a lawyer
When you're in a fix
Someone gets to pay up
Your friends are full of tricks
But happiness is something
That you just can't buy
Own up to the truth girl,
Your love has gone on by

Smiling Phases bring you flowers
You can line 'em up
And you can watch 'em grow for hours
And you'll be amazed at the way that they stare
as they walk by your door.


Do yourself a favor,
Wake up to your mind
Life is what you make it
You see, but still you're blind

Get yourself together,
Give before you take
You'll find out the hard way,
Soon you're gonna break
Hey hey hey

Smiling phases
Going Places
Even if they bust you
Keep on smiling through and through
And you'll be amazed at the gaze
On their faces as they sentence...you!!

 

 

 

"God Bless the Child"

 

 

Arthur Herzog Jr., Billie Holiday)

Them that's got, shall get
them that's not, shall lose
so the Bible said, and it still is news
mama may have, and papa may have
God bless' the child,
that's got his own
that's got his own

Yes the strong seem to get more
while the weak ones fade
empty pockets don't
ever make the grade
As mama may have
and papa may have
God bless' the child
that's got his own
that's got his own.

And when you got money,
you got a lots of friends
crowdin' 'round your door
When the money's gone
and all you're spendin' ends
they won't be 'round any more
no, no, no more

And rich relations
may give you
a crust of bread and such
you can help yourself
but don't take too much
mama may have
and your papa may have
but God bless' the child
that's got his own
that's got his own
God bless' the child who can stand up and say

I've got my own
Ev'ry child's, got to have his own!