Been all around this whole round world, 
       Lord, I just got back to day. 
       Worked all the way honey and I gave it all to you 
       Honeybabe, what more can I do? 

       Oh babe, it ain't no lie. 
       Oh babe, it ain't no lie. 
       Oh babe, it ain't no lie. 
       You know this life I'm living is mighty high. 

       One more woman, Lord in this town. 
       Keep her telling her lies on me. 
       Wish to my soul that old woman would die. 
       Keep her telling her lies on me. 
 

  It's All Over Now Baby Blue  [Dylan] 

       You must leave, now take what you need you think will last. 
       But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. 
       Yonder stands your orphan with his gun; 
       He's crying like a fire in the sun. 
       Look out; all those saints are coming through. 
       And it's all over now Baby Blue. 

       The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense. 
       Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
       The empty handed painter from your streets 
       Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
       The sky too is folding under you, 
       And it's all over know Baby Blue. 

       [Jam] 

       All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home 
       All your empty-handed armies are all going home. 
       Your lover who has just walked out your door 
       Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
       The carpet too is moving under you, 
       And it's all over now Baby Blue. 

       Leave your stepping stones behind, there's something calls for you. 
       Forget about the dead you've left, they will not follow you. 
       The vagabond who's rapping at your door, 
       Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. 
       Strike another match, go start anew, 
       And it's all over now Baby Blue. And it's all over now Baby Blue. 
       And it's all over now Baby Blue. And it's all over now Baby Blue. 
       [Em G D  Em G D  Em G D  Em G D] 
 

 Baby, What Do You Want Me To Do  [J.Reed] 

       You got me running, you got me hiding, 
       You got me running, hiding, hiding, running, 
       Anywhere you want it, let it roll, yeah, yeah, yeah, 
       Hey, you got me where you want me, baby doing what you want me to do. 

       Going up, going down, going up, down, down, up, 
       Anyway you want it, let it roll, yeah, yeah, yeah, 
       Yeah, you got me where you want me, baby doing what you want me to do. 

       I say, honey baby, honey you don't have to go, 
       I'm going to pack my bag, baby, down that road I go, 
       Roll on, roll on baby, honey what is wrong with you? 
       Now baby, baby, baby,... 
       Oh baby, honey what is wrong with you? 
       You don't treat your baby, treat me like you used to do. 
 

 Ballad Of A Thin Man  [Dylan] 

       You walk into the room, with your pencil in your hand, 
       You see somebody naked, and you say, "Who is that man?" 
       You try so hard, but you don't understand 
       Just what you'll say when you get home. 

       Because something is happening here, but you don't know what it is 
       Do you, Mister Jones? 

       You raise up your head, and you ask, "Is this where it is?" 
       And somebody points to you and says, "It's his." 
       And you say, "What's mine?" And somebody else says, "Where what is?" 
       And you say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?" 

       Because something is happening here, but you don't know what it is 
       Do you, Mister Jones? 

       You hand in your ticket, and you go watch the geek 
       Who immediately walks up to you when he hears you speak. 
       And says, "How does it feel to be such a freak?" 
       And you say, "Impossible" as he hands you a bone. 

       Because something is happening here, but you don't know what it is 
       Do you, Mister Jones? 

       You have many contacts among the lumberjacks 
       To get you facts when somebody attacks your imagination 
       But nobody has any respect anyway they already expect you 
       To just give a check to tax-deductible charity organizations 

       You've been with the professors and they've all liked your looks 
       With great lawyers you have discussed lepers and crooks 
       You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books 
       You're very well read it's well known. 

       Because something is happening here, but you don't know what it is 
       Do you, Mister Jones? 

       Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you and then he kneels 
       He crosses himself and then he clicks his high heels 
       And without further notice he asks you how it feels 
       And he says, "Here is your throat back thanks for the loan." 

       Because something is happening here, but you don't know what it is 
       Do you, Mister Jones? 

       Now you see this one-eyed midget shouting the word "NOW" 
       And you say, "For what reason?" And he says, "How?" 

       And you say, "What does this mean?" And he screams back, "You're a cow 
       Give me some milk or else go home." 

       Because something is happening here, but you don't know what it is 
       Do you, Mister Jones? 

       Well, you walk into the room like a camel and then you frown 
       You put your eyes in your pocket and your nose to the ground 
       There ought to be a law against you comin' around 
       You should be made to wear earphones. 

       Because something is happening here, but you don't know what it is 
       Do you, Mister Jones? 
 

 Ballad of Casey Jones  [Traditional] 

       One sunday morning alone in a driving rain, 
       Around the curve came a passenger train, 
       In the cabin stood Casey Jones, 
       Bold engineer but he's dead and gone. 

       Casey Jones was an old engineer, 
       Call for to family tonight, tonight you will fear, 
       All I need is my water and my coal, 
       Look out the windows, see my drag wheel roll. 

       Mrs. Casey when she heard the news, 
       Sitting on the bed she was lacing up her shoes. 
       Children, children, now catch your breath, 
       You will draw a pension if your Papa's dead. 

       Children, children, now get your hat, 
       Tell me Mama what do you mean by that? 
       Get your hat, put it on your head, 
       Go down in town, see your Daddy is dead. 

       Casey said just before he died, 
       Fix the blinds so that the bums can ride, 
       If they ride, let them ride the rods, 
       Put their trust in the hands of God. 

       Casey said just before he died, 
       Two more roads that I want to ride. 
       People said, what roads, Casey, can they be? 
       Gold Colorado and the Santa Fe. 
 

 Bear Tracks  [?] 

       High on the mountain tell me what do you see, 
       Bland shacks and railroad tracks looking back at me, 
       Better take Chicago Forest to the plain, 
       There's a Colorado River running through the green, 
       You been hanging around this world far too long, 
       Lord, at night for countless hours certainly are gone, 
       Never been an outlaw, never been this free, 
       Except for tales of Colorado spring, 
       Take up my money, thought I'd be free, 
       Saw that man a commin' thought they were that free, 
       Chopped down that tree and my worries were all gone, 
       All of a sudden bullets were ringing through that home, 
       You been hanging around this world for far too long, 
       Hanging around the mountain home, back in half an hour, 
       Way back in the swamp, boys way back in the trees, 
       Colorado payroll in the Colorado spring, 
       You hear them coming, the voices of love, 
       You must come courting through this world or go, 
       Texas in the dell, running in the well, 
       You know all you can do is raise hell, 
       Stick around this world for far too long, 
       Back in half an hour with the... 
       Way back in the swamps, way back in the trees, 
       Never been this free in the Colorado spring, 
       As sun come up as alive as I can be. 
 

 Beat it on Down The Line  [J.Fuller] 

       Well this job I've got is just a little too hard, 
       Running out of money, Lord, I need more pay. 
       Gonna wake up in the morning Lord, gonna pack my bags, 
       I'm gonna beat it on down the line. 
       I'm goin' down the line, goin down the line, 
       Goin' down the line, goin down the line, 
       Goin' down the line, goin down the line, 
       Beat it on down the line. 

       Yes I'll be waiting at the station Lord, when that train pulls on by, 
       I'm going back where I belong. 
       I'm going back to that same old used-to-be, 
       Down in Joe Brown's coal mine. 

       Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine. 
       Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine. 
       Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine. 
       Down in Joe Brown's coal mine. 

       Yeah, I'm goin' back to that shack way across that railroad track, 
       Uh huh, that's where I think I belong. 
       I got a sweet woman Lord, she's waitin' there for me, 
       And that's where I'm gonna make my happy home. 

       Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home. 
       Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home. 
       Happy home, happy home, happy home, happy home. 
       That's where I'm gonna make my happy home. 
 

 Been All Around This World  [Traditional] 

       Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand. 
       Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand. 
       A rifle on my shoulder, six shooter in my hand. 
       Oh Lord, I been all around this world. 

       Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door. 
       Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door. 
       Before I have to walk in with my old .44 
       Oh, Lord, I been all around this world. 

       Mama and papa, little sister makes three. 
       Mama and papa, little sister makes three. 
       They're comin' in the mornin', that's the last you'll see of me. 
       Oh, Lord, I been all around this world. 

       Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone. 
       Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone. 
       I wouldn't mind your hangin', boys, but you wait in jail so long. 
       Oh, Lord, I been all around this world. 

       Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand. 
       Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand. 
       A rifle on my shoulder, six shooter in my hand. 
       Oh Lord, I been all around this world. 
 

 Believe It Or Not  [Garcia/Hunter] 

       Just a few moments, just a piece of your time, 
       Is all I am asking, and I'll give you mine. 
       Just a few moments, out of all you have got, 
       To show how I love you, believe it or not. 
       To show how I love you, believe it or not. 

       I know I'm no angle, my prospect's alright. 
       As a firm mind in sorrow, when the rivers run dry. 
       But I roll up my shirt sleeves and give my best shot, 
       To show that I love you, believe it or not. 
       Just to show that I love you, believe it or not. 

       Done time in the locker, done time on the street. 
       Done time on the upswing, and time in defeat. 
       I know what I'm asking, I know it's alot, 
       To tell you I love you, believe it or not. 
       To tell you I love you, believe it or not. 

       Right now while the sun shines, on the crest of a hill. 
       With the breeze and the fire and a red whip-or-whil, 
       Making music together, in a word time forgot. 
       Let me show how I love you, believe it or not. 
       Let me show how I love you, believe it or not. 
 

 Bertha  [Garcia/Hunter] (GDA) 

       I had a hard run, runnin' from your window. 
       I was all night running, running, Lord I wonder if you care. 
       I had a run in, run around, and run down. 
       Run around the corner, corner, Lord ran smack into a tree. 

       [Chorus] 
 
       I had to move, really had to move, 
       That's why if you please, I am on my bended knees, 
       Bertha don't you come around here anymore. 

       Dressed myself in green, I went down unto the sea. 
       Try to see what's goin' down, try to read between the lines. 
       I had a feelin' I was fallin', fallin', fallin', 
       I turned around to see, 
       Heard a voice a' callin', Lord you was comin' after me. 

       [Chorus] 

       Ran into a rainstorm, ducked into a bar door. 
       It's all night pourin', pourin' rain, Lord but not a drop on me. 
       Test me, test me. Test me, test me. Why don't you arrest me? 
       Throw me in the jailhouse, 
       Lord until the sun goes down ('till it goes down). 

       Anymore,  anymore...anymore,  anymore!