1.  Something You Said
2.  Is Love Enough
3.  Dangerous
4.  Our Love
5.  Divided Highway
6.  Under The Spell
7.  Excited
8.  This Train I'm On
9.  Showdown
10.  Rollin'On

Patrick Simmons -
Guitars/Vocals

Tom Johnston -
Guitars/Vocals

Tiran Porter -
Bass/Vocals

John Hartman -
Drums

Michael Hossack -
Drums/Percussion

Words and Music by
M. Lunn and A. Gorrie

I didn't stand a chance; I heard a voice within.
With just a passing glance, I felt the walls cave in.

You were by me, without a word,
I got the message loud and clear.
Couldn't help but hear, as you were walkin' away,
it was somethin' you said...

Now I wake up in the night, strange things in my head.
Oh, you did it with your eyes.
It must'a been somethin', must'a been somethin' you said.
Say it again.

I'm just delirious, caught in a waking dream.
Did you mean what you said, and say what you mean?

Mere words just fade away.
That kind of language I can't resist.
It was on your lips, and didn't hit me that way.
It was something you said.

Now I wake up in the night, strange things in my head.
Oh, you did it with your eyes.
It must'a been somethin', must'a been something you said.

In the middle of the night, all alone in my bed.
Now, it was nothin' you could write,
it must'a been somethin', must'a been somethin' you said.
Say it again, wo, oh, yeah.
Look my way.

What was it you said?
What was it you said?
Now I wake up in the night, I say.

I Don't want it all to fade away.
Oh, yeah, c'mon baby, c'mon.
Stop walkin' away.

Now I wake up in the night, strange things in my head.
Oh, you did it with your eyes.
It must'a been somethin', oh yeah, oh yeah.

In the middle of the night, all alone in my bed.
Now, it was nothing you could write.
It must'a been something, must'a been somethin' you said.
Say it again...oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

What was it you said?
Now I wake up in the night, strange things in my head.
Oh, you can do it with your eyes.
In the middle of the night.
Ooh, it must'a been somethin' you said.

Words and Music by
Jerry Lynn Williams and W. Richmond

Too many nights, I sat around and wondered.
Where can my baby be?
Can't explain this feelin' that's got my heart a-reelin',
'bout what's come over me .

Oh, but this much I know, this is how it's gonna go.
It's gonna be tough.
Ain't no spell I'm under, it just makes me wonder; is love...

Is love enough to keep you happy?
Is there a bottom line?
And can there ever be anyone else for you but me?
Is love enough to make you mine?
I wanna know.

Is love enough?  I said, is love enough?
Ooh, oh, is love enough?  I said is love enough?

Don't get me wrong now woman, I'm not gonna drown in misery.
If you don't want what I'm givin', I'll go on livin',
'cause somewhere there's an angel for me.

Oh, but this much I know, this is how it's gonna go:
It's gonna be rough.
So I'll ask you again, please answer me friend, is love enough?

Is love enough to move this mountain?
Lord knows I've tried and tried.
No matter how strong be the weather, yeah, we'll stick together.
Is love enough to satisfy?
I wanna know.

Is love enough?  I said, is love enough?
Ooh, oh, is love enough?  I said is love enough?
Tell me baby.

Is love enough to move this mountain?
Lord knows I've tried and tried.
No matter how strong be the weather, yeah, we'll stick together.
Is love enough to satisfy?
I wanna know.

Is love enough?  I said, is love enough?
Ooh, oh, is love enough?  I said is love enough?
Tell me baby.

Is love enough?  I said, is love enough?
Ooh, oh, is love enough?  I said is love enough?

Repeat and fade

Words and Music by
Patrick Simmons

Come on over baby, got nothin' to lose,
well, you never get enough o' those highway blues.
Just another road to freedom and you know that it ain't no crime.

Can't you hear it baby, like thunder I know.
It's like the magic and the passion of rock and roll.
It's a Harley motorcycle ragin' out of control.

Danger up ahead of you, comin' up behind you, too.
Turn it to the left, you turn it to the right.
Now you twist the throttle up with all your might.

Dangerous, that's why you love it.
Dangerous, that's why you love it.

Well, you like to drive fast baby, so do I.
Slide up right beside me, watch the broken lines fly.
'Cause there's no one who can catch us;
just let anybody give it a try.

Can't you hear it baby, like thunder I know
It's like the magic and the passion of rock 'n' roll.
You're a rebel and you know it,
and you're not afraid to throw it away, oooh.

Danger up ahead of you, comin' up behind you, too.
Turn it to the left, and turn it to the right.
Now you twist the throttle up with all your might.

Dangerous, that's why you love it.
Dangerous, that's why you love it.

Well, dangerous, that's why you love it.
Dangerous, that's why you love it.

Repeat and fade

Words and Music by
Jerry Lynn Williams

Day by day, I lost the words to say.
I try and speak, but the words won't come.
You and I should take these wings and fly.
It's time to ring every bell and beat on every drum.

'Cause our love can take us where we've never been.
And our love can build this world again.
Build this world...

What we need is just a little love and we'll succeed.
The time has come for everyone to know:
That you and I are all the reasons why,
we've got a song to sing and let our feelings show.

'Cause our love can take us where we've never been.
And our love can build this world again.
Build this world...

'Cause our love can take us where we've never been.
And our love can build this world again.
Build this world...

Day by day, I lost the words to say.
I try and speak, but the words won't come.
So you and I should take these wings and fly.
It's time to ring every bell and beat on every drum.
Tell the world about it.

Our love can take us where we've never been.
And our love can build this world again.
Build this world...

Our love can take us where we've never been.
And our love can build this world again.
Build this world...

Repeat and fade

Words and Music by
Patrick Simmons/Peterik/Fox

Two lanes, twistin' down a dusty highway.
Two souls, on the way to where it leads.
Tail lights, fadin' on the far horizon.
But there's a detour on the road to destiny.

It goes up in a blinding flash when two reckless worlds collide.
You can't avoid the crash; sometimes in life we ride on
divided highway.

Divided highway.
Two hearts forgettin' what they meant to each other.
Too proud ever to admit the truth.
Someday it'll all seem clear when two reckless worlds collide.
It's gonna turn to tears.
Why must we always ride a divided highway?
Shuttin' out the other side.
Divided highway; clingin' to our foolish pride.
Out on the road nowhere, nowhere to hide.

It goes up in a blinding flash when two reckless worlds collide.
You can't avoid the crash; why must we always ride on
divided highway?

Divided Highway.
Divided highway; torn in two directions, speedin' out of sight.
Divided highway; stranded at the crossroads
of what's wrong and who's right.

Divided highway; cuttin' through the darkness searchin' for the light.
Divided highway; ridin' on the fine line between day and night.

Divided highway.

Divided highway.

Divided highway.

Divided highway.

Their rhythm section was so organically powerful that it was
impossible to distinguish between their groove and the
rolling thunder overhead.

Bill Brownlee
Back To Rockville
6/13/2008

Words and Music by
Peterik/Syniar/Wertico

There's a stormy vision, stars before my eyes.
I seem to have this fear of the dark,
that only love defies.

And I'm walkin' as if in a trance,
and I'm talkin' like a man possessed.
Makes me wonder if I'll ever get straight.
When you snap your fingers and change my fate, baby.

Love gets its way and honey I must obey;
I'm under the spell.
So tough to clear out my head,
comin' down from a night of passion.
I blacked out the moment I felt this could only be love.
I'm under the spell.

A physical reaction, the doctors all agree.
Disillusion's all in my head.
It's so real to me.

And I'm walkin' as if in a trance,
and I'm talkin' like a man possessed.
Makes me wonder if I'll ever get straight
when you snap my fingers and change my fate, baby.
You got your way, cause honey, I must obey;
I'm under the spell.

So tough to clear out my head,
comin' down from a night of passion.
I blacked out the moment I felt this could only be love.
I'm under the spell.

Starstruck, I stare into space.
I see the flash, then I hear the thunder.
So shocked, I'm merely a shell.
It's stronger than love, I'm under the spell.

Fools fall in love under the moonlight.
Count me as one under the spell.

I'm under the spell.
Starstruck, I stare into space.
I see the flash, then I hear the thunder.
So shocked, I'm merely a shell.
It's stronger than love, I'm under the spell.

I'm under the spell.
I'm under the spell.
I'm under the spell.

Words and Music by
Tommy Johnston and Jerry Lynn Williams

Week by week, day by day,
you got me changin' in so many ways.
Thinking of you I feel the call.
Somebody get a doctor I'm starting to fall.

I get excited, don't you understand?
I get excited 'cause it's part of the plan.

Day by day, hour by hour,
I get a shiver from your lovin' power.
Fire in your eyes just lets me know
ain't no way I ever let go.

I get excited, don't you understand?
I get excited 'cause it's part of the plan?

Hot love, what you bring to me.
I get excited by the novelty.
Hot love, like a fever you feed.
Black lace and promise is all that I need.
You bring it on.

I love it baby, I love it all.
Anytime, anytime you call.
Day or night as the world moves on;
it's time for action, the talkin' is done.

I get excited, don't you understand?
I get excited 'cause it's part of the plan?

Hot love, what you bring to me.
I get excited by the novelty.
Hot love, like a fever you feed.
Black lace and promise is all that I need.
You bring it on.

I get excited.
Wo, oh, oh I get excited.
Wo, oh, oh I get excited, yes I do.
Wo, oh, oh I get excited.
Wo, oh, oh I get excited.
Wo, oh, oh I get excited, yes I do.

Words and Music by
Patrick Simmons and Dale Ockerman

This train I'm on is right on time.
In the mornin' I'll be there.
It's been so long since I held her in my arms.
I'm goin' back where I belong,
where her love will always keep me safe from harm

This train I'm on is right on time.
Now I know I'm on my way.
I can hear that whistle blow all down the line.
And as the towns go rollin' by
I can almost smell the wind blow through the pines.
And they'll all be out to meet me
'cause there's no place where they treat you quite so fine.

Well I've been all around and I know there's no place better.
Sun is gonna shine again in my back door.
Each time the wheels go 'round
I'm closer to the one I've waited for.

Well I've been all around and I know there's no place better.
Sun is gonna shine again in my back door.
Each time the wheels go 'round
I'm closer to the one I've waited for.

This train I'm on is right on time.
In the mornin' I'll be there.
It's been so long since I held her in my arms.

This train I'm on is right on time.
Now I know I'm on my way.
I can hear that whistle blow all down the line.

This train I'm on is right on time.
In the mornin' I'll be there.
It's been so long since I held her in my arms.

Repeat and fade

Words and Music by
Tom Johnston

I never in my life met a girl so low.
Sneakin' out the back door of my house below.
The fog is creepin' in and the moon is full.
I do believe she find what she's lookin' for.
And you know there's gonna be...

Showdown; you better get ready.
Showdown; I'm gonna shoot for the heart.
Showdown; put your cards on the table.
We're heading for a showdown tonight.

That little girl she treat me so mean.
Wicked like the devil in tight blue jeans.
Here I sit with my head hung low
waiting for the woman come through that door.
And you know there's gonna be...

Showdown; you better get ready.
Showdown; I'm gonna shoot for the heart.
Showdown; put your cards on the table.
Headin' for a showdown...

Showdown; it won't be easy.
Showdown; I said it won't be nice.
Showdown; so you better get ready.
Get ready for the showdown.

Easy come and easy go, it used to work for me.
Not any more.
If she wants to spend her time with me.
She better, better learn to crawl.

Showdown; you better get ready.
Showdown; I'm gonna shoot for the heart.
Showdown; put your cards on the table.
Ready for a showdown.

Showdown; it won't be easy.
Showdown; Lord, I said it won't be nice.
Showdown; so you better get ready.
Get ready for the showdown.
Showdown; between you and me, yeah.
Showdown; so what's the surprise?
Showdown; I'm gonna shoot for your heart.
I'm ready for a showdown tonight.

...I wondered how the band would achieve a climax.  They did it wonderfully well by slowly winding up the music to almost unendurable intensity, thrashing guitars, drums and keyboards on a spiraling riff that could be employed by the KGB to extract confessions.

Chris Welch
Melody Maker
9-10-77

Words and Music
Tom Johnston

Outside of town there is a river
and it calls to me;
like a song in the night.

A whole lotta people make their way to that river.
'Cause it keeps on rollin' on
like everything's alright, listen to me.

That old river just keeps rollin' on,
even when our love is just a song.
And like that river we just keep on rollin' along.

Everybody needs somethin' they can count on everyday.
Like a clock that keeps the time for ya,
it never drifts away.

You and me, you see, are different but the same.
And though we may not understand each other,
we got to try just the same, listen to me.

That old river just keeps rollin' on,
even when our love is just a song.
And like that river we just keep on rollin' along.

Now all these thoughts don't mean nothing
if we don't live to what we say.
I for one need love and direction,
to help me find my way.

Everybody sing...

That old river just keeps rollin' on,
even when our love is just a song.
And like that river we just keep on rollin' along.

That old river just keeps rollin' on,
even when our love is just a song.
And like that river we just keep on rollin' along.

C'mon people...

That old river just keeps rollin' on,
even when our love is just a song.
And like that river we just keep on rollin' along.

Repeat and fade.
 
 

Pat Simmons -
Guitars/Banjo/Vocals

Tom Johnston -
Guitars/Vocals

John McFee -
Guitars/Dobro/Pedal Steel/
Harmonica/Mandolin/Violin/Vocals

Keith Knudsen -
Drums/Percussion/Vocals

Michael Hossack -
Drums/Percussion

Tom Johnston
Windecor Music (BMI)

Wake up everybody
Take a good look around
There's far too many reasons
For all the troubles goin' down.
Jesus is watchin',
And the devil is alive.
Buddha is cryin',
And Allah is mystified.
Brothers killin' brothers,
And our children in the streets.
We gotta change the times
We gotta change the times.

The world is watchin', look at the shape we're in.
There ain't no doubt about it, people gotta love again.

Down on every corner
We got children sellin' dope.
Who's gonna send a message
And try to give 'em hope.
Jesus is watchin',
And the devil is alive.
Buddha is cryin',
And Allah is mystified.
Brothers killin' brothers,
And our children in the streets.
We gotta change the times
We gotta change the times.

The world is watchin', look at the shape we're in.
There ain't no doubt about it, people gotta love again.
Oh what a shame when they try to pretend.
All my brothers and sisters, people gotta love again.

Can't buy love with a paycheck,
It means nothin' to a boy and girl.
You need universal love of all mankind
To change what's wrong with the world.

The world is watchin', look at the shape we're in.
There ain't no doubt about it, people gotta love again.
Oh what a shame when they try to pretend.
All my brothers and sisters, people gotta love again.

Guest Artist
Mario Cippolina

Pat Simmons
Soquel Songs (ASCAP)

The hardest thing I've ever done
Is say goodbye to you.
But even though I love you baby,
I know you can't be true.
I walked down that country road
Out to the big highway
I caught a ride on an eighteen-wheeler
And I'm takin' it all the way.

Takin' all these blues to the highway
Tryin' to get her out of my mind.
When I'm out on the open road
With the wind in my face,
I'll leave my heartache behind.

Raindrops on my window,
Teardrops from my eyes,
I thought our love was sacred
Now I know that's just a lie.
So I pack my suitcase
And head out that old front door.
Better take a long last look now baby
'Cuz I won't be back no more.

Takin' all these blues to the highway
Tryin' to get her out of my mind.
When I'm out on the open road
With the wind in my face
I'll leave my heartache behind.

Guest Artist:
John Cowan - Bass
 
 

Music by Bob Bangerter & Michael Ruff;
Lyrics by Neida Bequette
Don't Stop Music (BMI) / RuffMix Music (BMI)
Blue Vapor Music (ASCAP)

In between the doubts and the dreamin'
Comes my humble quest for a plan.
I've been out there hoverin' by,
Don't forget to pull me in sometimes.

Will you be with me as I make my journey
Through the labyrinth of time?
And I'm still waitin' for the good Lord
To show me the way, babe.

This is who you see, this is who I am.
Please forgive me if I fall sometimes,
Just an ordinary man.

Will my reckless courage invite you
To become my clever companion?
Madly in love and in love with the madness,
Get ready to run baby.

This is who you see, this is who I am.
Please forgive me if I fall sometimes,
Just an ordinary man.
Enjoyin' the ride,
Savor the simple pleasure
With you by my side.

Who you see, this is who I am.
Please forgive me if I fall sometimes,
Just an ordinary man.

Guest Artists:
Bob Bangerter - Acoustic Rhythm Guitar
Marc Russo - Saxophone

When I first saw the Doobies, the audience was full of ex-patriots smoking dope and knowing all the numbers. This time it was full of Londoners smoking dope and knowing all the numbers.

Tony Mitchell
Sounds
9-10-77

Tom Johnston
Windecor Music (BMI)

Well I'm standin' on top of the mountain
Just about a mile from Jericho.
And my throat is hot and dusty,
Down to the water I must go.
Catherine the Great and brave Ulysses
Playin' checkers out in the sun.
Jesse James and young William Bonnie
Have started a religion for everyone.

Well I'm standin' on top of the mountain
Just about a mile from Jericho.
And my throat is hot and dusty,
Down to the water I must go.

Well the drums they are loud down in rap town,
But the Pope has been quiet for days.
Well some gunmen robbed a bank in California
And the cops blew them all away.

If you don't like the picture don't turn it off.
The only way to change it is to do it yourself.

Well I'm standin' on top of the mountain
Just about a mile from Jericho.
And my throat is hot and dusty,
Down to the water I must go.

Peace and love on the wings of a dove
Has flown away.
We're payin' the rent
On the blood that's been spent,
On a mortgage that's too high to be paid.

Well I'm standin' on top of the mountain
Just about a mile from Jericho.
And my throat is hot and dusty,
Down to the water I must go.

Well I'm standin' on top of the mountain
Just about a mile from Jericho.
And my throat is hot and dusty,
Down to the water I must go.

Arranged by Tom Johnston and Guy Allison

Guest Artists:
 Marc Russo - Horns
 Yvonne Williams and Maxayne Lewis - Background Vocals

Keith Knudsen, Zeke Zirngiebel
Hollamule Music (ASCAP) / ZCreatures Music (BMI)

Brother, you've fallen far behind.
What is it that's on your mind?
Sister, oh how do you decide?
What do you see through your clouded eyes?

On every corner I turn to,
Some variation of "help me please,"
Can't pretend I don't see you there.
How should I feel?

Brother, you've fallen to your knees.
What do your children need?
The distance is never out of reach,
There's only inches between you and me.

On every corner I turn to,
Some variation of "help me please,"
Can't pretend I don't see you there.
How should I feel?

Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' your way, you know
I wouldn't ask if things weren't like they were today.
Count up the corners of 'em, add up the dollars for 'em.
Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' your way, you know,
Ten thousand of 'em all over town.
I wouldn't ask if things weren't like they were today,
But is it really helpin', whatever I do?
Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' at you, you know
Will I feel good about it, will I feel a fool?
I hate to beg, 'cause I feel like such a fool?

On every corner I turn to,
Some variation of "help me please,"
Can't pretend I don't see you there.
How should I feel?

Guest Artists:
George Hawkins, Jr. - Bass
Chris Thompson - Background Vocals

Guy Allison, Michael Hossack, John McFee
EarthWalk Music (ASCAP) / Moon On The Lake Music (ASCAP) / Long Tooth Music (BMI)

There are no questions left to ask,
Through your eyes I can see, our future now lies in the past.
It can't be measured in simple time
Each stolen moment shared, a theft divine.

And I
Drift through the shadows of a memory,
Silently echoing the words I'll never hear again.

While the
Angels of madness hold you in their arms
Seductive lies disguised as truth.
As you fade in their dark caress
Still I reach through empty nights for you.
Love is no sin
Your night will end.

Reflections they won't let you see,
They weave a tapestry
from broken threads of shattered dreams.
You hold a mirror to yourself
And shine the light of blame on someone else.

And I
Float through the echoes of the silence,
Lost in the shadow of the face I'll never see again.

While the
Angels of madness hold you in their arms,
Seductive lies they told as truth.
As you fade in their dark caress,
Still I reach through empty nights for you.
Love is no sin.
Your night will end. While the
Angels of madness hold you in their arms,
Seductive lies they told as truth.
As you fade in their dark caress,
Still I reach through empty nights for you.
Love is no sin.
Your night will end.

Bill Champlin, Tom Johnston
Night Warm Music (ASCAP) / Windecor Music (BMI)

Politician drivin' down the road
Flashin' that smile that got him the vote.
Here's another country girl,
He's teachin' her about the world in his room
On the 45th floor - get 'em all while they're young.

Campaign money comes rollin' in
Ain't nobody askin' where it's been,
Talk about a smokin' gun.
What'd we pay to get his son out of jail?
Don't inhale
On the 45th floor.

We all know what's been happenin',
Ain't no slappin' him down.
We're supposedly invited to the party,
But the elevator's never gonna stop
On the 45th floor.
Doesn't matter if it's day or night
'Cause we're all gonna pay the price.
And the party rolls on.

Used to be a rumour goin' round,
The people tried to run my man outta town.
We thought we'd see him ride the rails.
No one's ever gonna nail him down
All because of the 45th floor.

We all know what's been happenin',
Ain't no slappin' him down.
We're supposedly invited to the party,
But the elevator's never gonna stop
On the 45th floor.
oesn't matter if it's day or night
'Cause we're all gonna pay the price.
And the party rolls on.

None of these fools ever thinks about the pain they cause.
It's all about an image to uphold.
How could anybody be so bold?
Takin' all the candy from the hands of a child.

We all know what's been happenin',
Ain't no slappin' him down.
We're supposedly invited to the party,
But the elevator's never gonna stop
On the 45th floor.
Doesn't matter if it's day or night
'Cause we're all gonna pay the price.
And the party rolls on.

Doesn't matter if it's day or night
'Cause we're all gonna pay the price.
And the party rolls on.

Guest Artist:
Bill Champlin - Background Vocals

John Cowan, Rusty Young
Warner Chappell (BMI) / Warner Chappell/Music Cabin Music (ASCAP)

If you can't stand to lose
Don't stand in the way.
Hey don't you think it's time to say?
Tell her the truth now, don't be afraid.
Tell her she's the only one
You can't stand to lose.

It's alright if you're feelin' like
There's something that you need to say.
'Cause the only words that she hasn't heard
Are the very ones that stand in your way.
So just let your heart tell her what's on your mind
Even though you're afraid of what she might find.

If you can't stand to lose
Don't stand in the way.
Hey don't you think it's time to say?
Tell her the truth now, don't be afraid.
Tell her she's the only one
You can't stand to lose.

Hey don't you think it's time to say?
Tell her the truth now, don't be afraid.
Tell her she's the only one
That you can't stand to lose.
 

Bill Champlin, Tamara Champlin, Tom Johnston
Night Warm Music (ASCAP) / Tabby Chabby Music (ASCAP) / Windecor Music (BMI)

  Mornin' finds me at the table
  Sifting through your memories.
  I'd change your mind but I'm not able
  'Cause you were gone long before I could set you free.
  No more hearin' bad notes playin'
  Songs I don't believe any more.

  Cold wind blows and the rivers rise.
  Let the muddy waters slide.
  I think it's time to head for higher ground,
  Somethin' better in the sky.
  Time to spread my wings and fly.
  Heaven help me up to higher ground.

  Midnight sends its shiny darkness
  Throws a shadow on my dreams.
  I don't have time - time for broken hearted
  'Cause I'm all paid up on the tears you left for me.
  No more cryin', no more buyin'
  Into lies I don't believe - what you say.
  Cold wind blows and the rivers rise.
  Let the muddy waters slide.
  I think it's time to head for higher ground,
  Somethin' better in the sky.
  Time to spread my wings and fly.
  Heaven help me up to higher ground.

  Cold wind blows and the rivers rise.
  Let the muddy waters slide.
  I think it's time to head for higher ground,
  Somethin' better in the sky.
  Time to spread my wings and fly.
  Heaven help me up to higher ground.

  Guest Artists:
  Mario Cippolina - Bass
  Yvonne Williams, Maxayne Lewis, Bill Champlin - Background Vocals

Guy Allison, Keith Knudsen
EarthWalk Music (ASCAP) / K-KUAD Music (ASCAP)

  We've been together for a long, long while
  We've seen some bad and better days.
  But heart and soul are meant for all time
  These are the keys we can't replace.

  Let's got back to Eden,
  Don't make the garden wait.
  At the gates of Eden,
  This golden key is all it takes.

  Simple things are better said in simple ways,
  I'm a simple man in love with you.
  These are the gates of Eden,
  Take my hand we'll walk on through.

  Let's got back to Eden,
  Don't make the garden wait.
  At the gates of Eden,
  This golden key is all it takes.

  Remember we're the ones who make.
  You and me
  This golden key that's what it takes. 
  There's only one.

  Let's got back to Eden,
  Don't make the garden wait.
  At the gates of Eden,
  This golden key is all it takes.

  Guest Artists:
  George Hawkins, Jr. - Bass
  Chris Thompson - Background Vocals

Pat Simmons, Cris Sommer-Simmons, Bob Bangerter
  Soquel Songs (ASCAP) / Wild Wahine Music (ASCAP) / Don't Stop Music (BMI)

  Well I dreamed I was standin' in the middle of a river,
  Someone waited on the other side.
  My body shivered in the rushing icy water.
  I cried out but no one could hear me.
  I tried to swim but it was much too far.
  I felt a hand pull me up as I was going under.

  Somebody's waiting there to catch you
  You don't have to be afraid now baby.
  Nobody really knows for sure,
  Just open up your heart.
  Don't be afraid, someone will catch you if you fall too far.

  Sometimes you feel like you're invisible
  There's a crowd but you're all alone.
  Can't they see your heart is breaking?
  You pretend that it just doesn't matter,
  Try to keep smilin' baby hope against hope.
  Love is gonna find you and set you free

  Somebody's waiting there to catch you
  You don't have to be afraid now baby.
  Nobody really knows for sure,
  Just open up your heart.
  Don't be afraid, someone will catch you if you fall too far.
  Too far.

  Guest Artists:
  Marc Russo - Horns
  Bob Bangerter - Acoustic Rhythm Guitar
  Lil' Patrick Harley Simmons, Cris Sommer-Simmons - Background Vocals

Guy Allison, Keith Knudsen
  EarthWalk Music (ASCAP) K-KUAD Music (ASCAP)

  Take me back to an easy life,
  Robin Hood and Marian,
  A lone ranger on a silver horse.
  Make believe in a box of sand,
  Bang, bang, we all fall down.
  Just about dinner time
  I'm eatin' bullets. Come on Fury - take me for a ride.

  Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
  Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse

  Sun down with a chorus girl,
  Ragtime and whiskey pour.
  Midnight in a rented room
  With a key inside the bedroom door.
  Bang, bang, we all fall down.
  Just about out of my mind.
  Come on Lily. Come on honey - take me for a ride.

  Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
  Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse

  Last chance for an easy life
  Double down and let it ride.
  Lone ranger with a silver bullet
  For the one arm man inside.
  Bang, bang, we all fall down.
  Just about run out of time.
  Come on seven. Come on eleven - take me for a ride.

  Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse
  Rocking Horse. Rocking Horse

  Guest Artists:
  George Hawkins, Jr. - Bass
  Chris Thompson - Background Vocals

Pat Simmons, John McFee
Soquel songs (ASCAP), LongTooth Music (BMI)