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WALL OF DEATH
Words & Music by Richard Thompson
BEESWING MUSIC (BMII ADMINISJERED BY BUG MUSIC

NANCI GRIFFITH Harmony Vocal
lAIN MATTHEWS Lead Vocal
TOM RUSSELL Bass Vocal
JAMES HOOKER Piano
DOUG LANCIO Electric Guitar
RON DE LA VEGA Bass
PAT MCINERNEY Drum
BRIAN WILLOUGHBY Acouitic Guitar
CLIVE GREOSON Electric Guitar, Harmony Vocal
SHARON SHANNON Button Accordion

Chorus
Let me ride on the wall of death one more time
Let me ride on the wall of death one more time
You can waste your time on the other rides
But this is the nearest to being alive
Oh let me take my chances on the wall of death

You can go with the crazy people in the crooked house
You can fly away on the rocket or spin in the mouse
The tunnel of love might amuse you
And Noah's Ark might confuse you
But let me take my chances on the wall of death

Bridge
On the wall of death
All the world is far from me
On the wall of death
It's the nearest to being free

You're going nowhere when you ride on the carousel

But what's the good of ringing a bell
The switchback will make you crazy
Beware of the hearded lady
Oh let me take my chances on the wall of death

Richard Thompson

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WHO NOWS WHERE THE TIME GOES
Words & Music by Sandy Denny
©1969 WINCKLER MUSIC IBMI) ADMINISTERED BY IRVING MUSIC INC.

NANCI GRIFFITH lead & harmony vocals, Guitar
DOLORES KEANE Harmony Vocal
JAMES HOOKER Piano
DOUG LANCIO Electric Guitar
RON BE LA VEGA Bass
PAT MCINERNEY Drums
lAIN MAITH Acoustic Guitar, Harmony Vocal
BRIAN WILLOUGHBY Acousti Guitar
CLIVE GREOSON Electric Guitar
SHARON SHANNON Button Akkordeon
MARY GUSTY Fiddle
NOLLAIG CASEY Fiddle

Across the evening sky
All the birds are leaving
But how can they know
It's time for them to go
Before the winter fire
I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes
Who knows where the time goes

Sad deserted shore
Your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know
It's time for them to go
I will still be here
I have no thought of leaving
I nave no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes
Who knows where the time goes

And I am not alone
While my love is near me
I know it will be so
Until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter
And then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows
And who knows where the time goes

CANADIAN WHISKEY

Words K Music by Tom Russell
©1984 FRONTERA MUSIC (ASCAP)

NANCI GRIFFITH Harmony Vocal
IAN TYSON Vocal
BONNIE HEARNE Harmony Vocal
BILL HEARNE Harmony Vocal
JAMES HOOKER Piano
DOUG LANCIO Acousitic Guitar
RON DE LA VEGA Bass
PAT MCJNERNEY Drums
ANDREW HARDIN Acoustic Guitar
FATS KAPLIN Fiddle
PETER HOLSAPPLE Mandolin

In the hills of Montana
There's a timber wolf howlin'
The rangers are prowlin'
For a woman alone
She'd run away from an Indian lover
He'll never recover
She turned him to stone

Chorus
She drank Canadian whiskey
Pure blended whiskey
She drank it like wine
Her eyes were the color of Canadian whiskey
Pure blended whiskey
So light brown and fine

Twenty tears later
I heard of a woman
She's living alone
Up by Yellowstone Creek
And old Trapper John
Brings her cases of whiskey
Canadian whiskey
He says she never will speak

Chorus 2X:

WINGS OF A DOVE
Words & Music by Bob Ferguson
©1959, 1987 HUSKY MUSIC/LARRICK MUSIC (BMI)

NANCI GRIFFITH Harmony Vocal
LUCINDA WILLIAMS Vocal, Acoustic Guitar
LEE SATTERFIELD Harmony Vocal, Mandolin
iAM ES HOOKER Piano, Hammond B-5
DOUG LANCIO Electric Guitar, Acoustic Resonator Guitar
RON DE LA VEGA Upright Bass
PAT MCINERNEY Drums, Percussion
FRANK CHRISTiAN Acoustic Guitar

Chorus

On the wings of a snow white dove
He sends his pure sweet love
A sign from above
On the wings of a dove

When trouble surrounds us
When evils come
The body grows weak
The spirit grows numb
When these things beset us
He doesn't forget us
He sends down his love
On the wings of a dove

Chorus

When Noah had drifted
On the flood many days
He searched for land
In various ways
Troubles he had some
But wasn't forgotten
He sent down his love
On the wings of a dove

Chorus
On the wings of a snow white dove
He sends his pure sweet love
A sign from above
On the wings of a dove

A sign from above
On the wings of a dove

Bob Ferguson

DRESS OF LACES
Words & Music by John Grimaudo & Sajlor White
@1997 COPANO MUSIC/MONKEYFISH MUSIC (BM/) ADMINISTERED BY FLYING ELEPHANT MUSIC

NANCI GRIFFITH Vocal
LYLE LOVEIT Harmony Vocal
ERIC TAYLOR Harmony Vocal
JAMES HOOKER Piano
DOUG LANCIO Gut String Guitar
RON DE LA VEGA Cut String Guitar
PAT MCINERNEY Drums, Percussion
FRANK CHRISTIAN Acoustic Guitar

Strings arranged by KRISTIN WILKINSON & NANCI GRIFFITH
CHRISTIAN TEAL Violin
KRISTIN WILKINSON Viola
JOHN CATCHINGS Cello
RON DE LA VEGA Cello

And she has a dress of laces
it's worn in many places
The shoulder hangs upon her by a thread
And she has a need for sharin'
For someone warm and carin'
And no one sees a heart that's underfed

Chorus
Young girl in love
Young girl in tears
She hasn't seen the man she loves in years

And her mother is a waitress
At the harbour bar, good graces
Where the seamen come a fishin' with their lines
And it was one of them that caught her
And left her with a daughter
Who lives with hate and loving him in mind

Chorus

So the young girl goes to the water
And she calls out for her father
But she ain't seen the old man in some time
Yes, and he was always boastin'
Just a drinkin' and a toastin'
And one day he left his family far behind

Chorus

So the mother comes home a drinkin'
With a sailor who's a thinkin' out loud
That he might stay with them awhile
So she loads her mother's pistol
And she shoots him as he whistles
A song about a sailor's life in style

Young girl in love
Young girl in tears
She kills the only man she's loved in years
And with him dies her hopes, her dreams, her fears

And she has a dress of laces
It's worth in many places
The shoulder hangs upon her by a thread
And she has a need for sharin'
For someone warm and carin'
And no one sees a heart that's underfed
And no one sees a heart that's underfed

John Grimaudo

SUMMER WAGES
Words & Music by Ian Tyson
1965 SLICK FORK MUSIC (SOCAN)

NANCI GRIFFITH Vocal
TOM RUSSELL Vocal
CAROLYN HESTER Harmony Vocal
JAMES HOOKER Piano
DOUG LANCIO Acoustic Resonator Guitar
RON DE LA VEGA Bass
PAT MCINERNEY Drums
ANDREW HARDIN Acoustic Guitar
FATS KAPLIN Pedal Steel Guitar
BELA FLECK Banjo

Never hit seventeen
When you play against the dealer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never leave your woman alone
With your friends around to steal her
She'll he gambled and gone
Like summer wages

And we'll keep rollin' on
'til we get to Vancouver
And the woman that I love
She's living there
It's been six long months
And more since I've seen her
Years have gambled and gone
Like summer wages

Chorus
In all the beer parlors
All down along Main Street
The dreams of the seasons
Get all spilled down on the floor
All the big stands of timber
Just waiting for the falling
And the hookers standing watchfully
Waiting by the door

So I'll work on the towboats
With my slippery city shoes
Which lord I swore I would never do again
Through the gray fog-bound straits
Where the cedars stand watching
I'll be far off and gone
Like summer wages

Chorus

Never hit seventeen
When you play against the dealer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never leave your woman alone
With your friends around to steal her
She'll be gambled and gone
Like summer wages

Tag
And the years are gambled and lost
Like summer wages

Ian Tyson

HE WAS A FRIEND OF MINE
Words & Music Traditional; Arranged & Adapted by Dave Van Ronk & Eric Von Schmidt <1962,1979 FOLKLORE MUSIC (ASCAP)

NANCI GRIFFITH Vocal
DAVE VAN RONK Lead Duet Vocal, Acoustic Guitar
ERIC TAYLOR Lead Duet Vocal, Harmony Vocals
JAMES HOOKER Piano
DOUG LANCIO Electric Resonator Guitar, Harmony Vocal
RON DE LA VEGA Bass
PAT MCINERNEY Drums
FRANK CHRISTIANk Acoustic Lead Guitar, Harmony Vocal
NINA GERBER Acoustic Guitar
JEAN RITCHIE        Harmony Vocal / "Estrogen Choir"
ROSALIE SGRRELS     Harmony Vocal / "Estrogen Choir"
LUCY KAPLANSKY      Harmony Vocal / "Estrogen Choir"
JULIE GOLD          Harmony Vocal
ODETTA              Harmony Vocal
ERIC VON SCHMIDT    Harmony Vocal
CAITLIN VON SCHMIDT Harmony Vocal
TOM RUSSELL    Bass Harmony Vocal

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend 0f mine
Never had no money
To pay for his fine
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
Thousand miles from home
He never hurt no one
He was a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
Never had no money for to pay for sufficient clothes
(He was a friend)
He was a friend of mine

(I stole)
I stole away and cried
(I stole)
I stole away and cried
Never had no money and I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

(He was) he was a friend of mine
(He was) he was a friend of mine
When I hear his name you know
I just can't keep from cryin' (and)
(He was) he was a friend of mine
(He was)

WASN'T THAI A MIGHTY STORM
Traditional; Arrangement by Tom Rush & Eric Von Schmidt
1997 MAPLE HILL MUSIC (BMI) ADMINISTERED BY BUG MUSIC

NANCI GRIFFITH Vocal, Harmony Vocal
TOM RUSH Vocal, Acoustic Slide Guitar
FRANK CHRISTIAN Vocal, Harmony Vocal
JAMES HOOKER Piano, Harmony Vocal
DOUG LANCIO Electric Guitar, Harmony Vocal
RON DE LA VEGA Bass
PAT MCLNERNEY Drums, Percussion
PETE KENNEDY 12-string Guitar, Harmony Vocal
JIM WILLIAMSON Trumpet
BILL HEARNE Acoustic Guitar
Ladie's Voices:
NANCI GRlFFITH (LEAD),
CAROLYN HESTER (LEAD)
ODETTA (LEAD),
EMMYLOU HARRIS (LEAD),
LEE SATTERElELD, SUSAN COWSILL, MAURA KENNEDY,
YVONNE RlCHARDS, PAM ROSE, MARY ANN KENNEDY
Men's Voices:
TOM RUSH (LEAD),
JAMIE HARTFORD (LEAD)
FRANK CHRlSTIAN (LEAD),
RAY KENNEDY, TOM LITTLEFIELD, PETE KENNEDY,
MARLIN "GRIFF" GRIFFITH, DAVE OLNEY, SHAWN CAMP,
RON DE LA VEGA, ANDREW HARDIN,
TOM RUSSELL, ERIC TAYLOR, DOUG LANCIO

Chorus
Wasn't that a mighty storm
Wasn't that a mighty storm in the morning, well
Wasn't that a mighty storm That blew all the people all away

You know the year of 1900
Children, many years ago
Death came howling on the ocean
Death calls, you got to go
Now Galveston had a seawall
To keep the water down, and a
High tide from the ocean
Spread the water over the town

Chorus

You know the trumpetS give them warning
You'd better leave this place
Now, no one thought of leaving
'til death stared them in the face
And the trains they all were loaded
The people were all leaving town
The trestle gave way to the water
And the trains they went on down

Chorus

Rain it was a' falling
Thunder began to roll
Lightning flashed like hell fire
The wind began to blow
Death the cruel master
When the wind began to blow
Rode in on a team of horses
T cried, "Death, won't you let me go".

Chorus

Hey, now trees fell on the island
And the houses give away
Some they strained and drowned
Some died in most every way
And the sea began to rolling
And the ships they could not stand
And I heard a captain crying
"God save a drowning man".

Chorus

Death your hands are clammy
You got them on my knee
You come and took my mother
Won't you come back after me
And the flood it took my neighbor
Took my brother too
I thought I heard my father calling
And I watched my mother go

Chorus

You know the year of 1900
Children, many years ago
Death came howling on the ocean
Death calls, you got to go

Chorus 2X

Tom Rush

DEPORTEE
(PLANE WRECK AT LOS GATOS)
Words & Music by Woody Guthrie & Martin Hoffman
©1961, 1989 TRI-LUDLOW MUSIC, INC. IBMI)

NANCI GRIFFITH Harmony Vocal
LUCINDA WILLIAMS Vocal, Acoustic Guitar
TISH HINOJOSA Vocal, Harmony Vocal,
Spanish Translation (3rd Verse)
ODETTA Vocal, Harmony Vocal
STEVE EARLE Vocal, Harmony Vocal
JOHN STEWART Vocal, Harmony Vocal
SUSAN COWSILL Harmony Vocal
LEE SATTERFIELD Harmony Vocal, Mandolin
JAMES HOOKER Synthesizer
DOUG LANCIO Acoustic Guitar
RON DE LA VEGA Upright Bass
PAT MCINERNEY Drums
FRANK CHRISTIAN Acoustic Guitar
FATS KAPLIN Button Accordion

The crops are all in
And the peaches are rotting
The oranges are stacked
In their Creosote dumps
They're flying them back
To that Mexico border
To pay all their wages
To wade back again

Chorus
Goodbye to you Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name
When you ride the big airplane
All they will call you
Will be deportee

My father's own father
He waded that river
They took all the money
He made in his life
My brothers and sisters
Come working the fruit trees
And they rode on the trucks
'til they took down and died

Chorus
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name
When you ride the big airplane
All they will call you
Will be deportee

Somos ilegales (well some are illegal)
Y mi recibidos (And some are not wanted)

Se a caba el contrato (Our work contracts out)
Y de alli a caminar (And we've got to move on)
Six hundred miles
To that Mexico border
They chase us like outlaws
Like rustlers, like thieves

Chorus
We died in your hills
And we died on your deserts
We died in your valleys
We died on your plains
We died 'neath your trees
And we died in your bushes
Both sides of that river
We died just the same

The sky plane caught fire
Over Lo5 Gatos Canyon
Like a fireball of lightning
And shook all our hills
Who are all those friends
All scattered like dry leaves
The radio says
They are just deportees

CHORUS:

Is this the best way
We can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way
We can grow our good fruit?
To fall like dry leaves
And rot on my topsoil
And be known by no name
Except deportee

CHORUS:
Goodbye to myjuan,
goodbye Rosalita
Adios mis amigos,
Jesus and Maria
You won't have a name
When you ride the big airplane
All they will call you
Will be deportee

Woody Guthrie

YARRINGION TOWN

Words & Music by Mickie Merkens
1983 WATERPENNY MUSIC IBMI)

NANCl GRIFFITH Vocal
EMMYLOU HARRIS Harmony Vocal
MFGHANN AHERN Harmony Vocal
CAROLYN HESTER Harmony Vocal
AMY BLUME Harmow Vocal
KARLA BLUME Harmony Vocal
JAMES HOOKER Piano
DOUG LANCIO Acoustic Resonator Guitar
RON DE LA VEGA Bass
PAT MCINERNEY Drums
FRANK CHRISTIAN Acoustic Guitar

Strings arranged by KRISTlN WILKINSON & NANCI GRIFFITH
CHRISTIAN TEAL Viola
KRISTIN WILKINSON Viola
JOHN CATCHlNGS Cello
RON DE LA VEGA Cello

I packed up my suitcase
Pulled down my old bedroll
And I started to wander
Far from my home
And the time it passed quickly
And the days seemed to he hours
Far from your city
And Yarrington Town

Well, I wandered through the midnights
Of sea-bordered bar lights
And I wandered through the forests
As deep as the sea
But I never got lonesome
Until I'd hear a sad song
One to remind me of Yarrington Town

Well I followed a miner
To his home in the North woods
And he promised to love me
As long as I'd stay
And I even saw lightning
Touch a stone in the mine field
Could not touch the lightning
In Yarrington Town

So I packed up my suitcase
I pulled out my old bedroll
And I started to wander
On back to my home
And the time it passed slowly
And the days seemed to be years
Far from your city
And Yarrington Town
I'm going home to your city
And Yarrington Town

Mickie Merkens

DARCY FARROW

Words & Music b2 Tom Campbell & Steve Gillette
1965 CHERRYBELL MUSIC (ASCAP)

NANCI GRIFFITH Lead Vocal
PAT MCINERNEY Percussion

Where the Walker runs down into the Carson Valley plain
There lived a young maiden Darcy Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was she
The sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range

She was courted by young Vandermeer
And quite handsome was he I am to hear
He brought her silver rings and lacy things
And they promised to marry before the snows came that year

But her pony did stumble and she did fall
Her dyin' touched the hearts of us, one and all
Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet in his brain
And we buried them together as the snows began to fall

They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through
They sing of her beauty in Virginia City too
At dusty sundown to her name they drink a round
And to young Vandy whose love was true

Jom Campbell