An Evening with Glen Campbell

# Stars, they come and go

# They come fast, they come slow

# They go like the last light of the sun over the bay

# And all they see is glory

# So if you don't lose patience with my bumbling around

# I'll come up singing for you

# Even when I'm down

# I'll come up singing

# Singing

# Singing

# Like a rhinestone cowboy

# Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo

# Just like a rhinestone cowboy

# Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know

# And offers coming over the phone

# I've been walking these streets so long

# Singing the same old song

# I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway

# Where hustle's the name of the game

# And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain

# There's been a load of compromising

# On the road to my horizon

# But I'm gonna be where the lights are shining on me

# Like a rhinestone cowboy

# Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo

# Like a rhinestone cowboy

# Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know

# And offers coming over the phone

# Well, I really don't mind the rain

# And a smile can hide all the pain

# But you're down when you're riding the train that's taking the long way

# And I dream of the things I'll do

# With a subway token and a dollar tucked inside my shoe

# There'll be a load of compromising on the road to my horizon

# But I'm gonna be where the lights are shining on me

# Like a rhinestone cowboy

# Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo

# Just like a rhinestone cowboy

# Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know

# And offers coming over the phone

# Like a rhinestone cowboy. #

APPLAUSE

Hello.

Thank you very much.

For the girls.

# She looks in the mirror

# And stares at the wrinkles that weren't there yesterday

# Thinks of the young man that she almost married

# What would he think if he saw her this way?

# She picks up her apron in little girl fashion

# As something comes into her mind

# Slowly starts dancing Remembering her girlhood

# And all of the boys she had waiting in line

# Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife

# You see everywhere any time of the day

# An everyday housewife who gave up the good life for me

# The photograph album she takes from the closet

# And slowly turns the page

# Carefully picks up the crumbling flower

# The first one he gave her Now withered with age

# She closes her eyes and touches the house dress that suddenly disappears

# Then she is wearing that almighty gown

# That broke all their minds back so many years

# Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife

# You see everywhere any time of the day

# An everyday housewife who gave up the good life for me

# Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife

# You see everywhere any time of the day

# An everyday housewife who gave up the good life for me. #

APPLAUSE

Thank you.

Thank you.

This is one of my favourite Jimmy Webb songs.

This arrangement was done by a friend of mine, Mr Jimmie Haskell.

Yeah.

# The end has come and found us here

# With our toys scattered all around us here

# The puzzle that we never found an answer for

# Still asks us, darling Just what all the games were for

# And here we stand in a box of sand

# Where's the playground, Susie?

# You're the one who's supposed to know her way around

# Where's the playground, Susie

# If I don't stay around?

# If I don't stay around?

# The carousel has stopped us here

# It twirled a time or two and then it dropped us here

# And still you're not content with something about me

# But what merry-go-round can you ride without me

# To take your hand?

# How would you stand?

# Where's the playground, Susie

# If I decide to let you go and play around?

# Where's the playground, Susie

# If I don't stay around?

# If I don't stay around? #

I'd like to be your friend today

but I can't because someone else has asked me out to play.

Someone who will share their apple,

help me when I fall.

Yeah.

Mm-hm.

# Where's the playground, Susie

# If I decide to let you go and play around?

# Where's the playground, Susie?

# You're the one who's supposed to know her way around

# Where's the playground? #

APPLAUSE

Thank you.

Thank you.

This song was written by Rod McKuen.

# If you go away on this summer day

# Then you might as well take the sun away

# All the birds that flew into summer skies

# When our love was new and our hearts were high

# When the days were young and the nights were long

# And the moon stood still to the nightbird's song

# If you go away, if you go away

# If you go away

# But if you stay

# I'll make you a day like no day has been or will be again

# We'll sail on the sun We'll glide on the rain

# We'll talk to the trees and worship the wind

# But if you go I'll understand

# Leave me just enough love to fill my hand

# If you go away, if you go away

# If you go away

# If you go away as I know you will

# You must tell the world to stop turning

# Till you return again If you ever do

# For what good is life without loving you?

# Can I tell you now as you turn to go

# I'll be dying slowly Till the next hello

# If you go away, if you go away

# If you go away

# If you go away as I know you must

# There'll be nothing left in this world to trust

# Just an empty room full of empty space

# Like the empty look I see on your face

# I'd have been the shadow of your shadow

# If I thought it might have kept me by your side

# If you go away, if you go away

# If you go away

# But if you stay I'll make you a night like no night has been

# Or will be again

# I'll sail on your smile I'll glide on your touch

# I'll talk to your eyes that I love so much

# And if you go, I won't cry

# All the good is gone from the word goodbye

# If you go away, if you go away

# If you go away

# Please don't go away. #

APPLAUSE

# I am a lineman for the county

# And I drive the main road

# Searching in the sun for another overload

# I hear you singing in the wire

# I can hear you through the whine

# And the Wichita Lineman

# Is still on the line

# I know I need a small vacation

# But it don't look like rain

# And if it snows that stretch down south, won't ever stand the strain

# And I need you more than want you

# And I want you for all time

# And the Wichita Lineman

# Is still on the line... #

GUITAR SOLO

# And I need you more than want you

# And I want you for all time

# And the Wichita Lineman

# Is still on the line. #

APPLAUSE

A lot of people didn't know that I was with The Beach Boys for a while.

In fact, about 1965, I was with them for about a year,

live and in person, playing bass and singing Brian's part.

I'd like to do a medley of some of the songs I had the pleasure

of working on with The Beach Boys on the records and live and in person,

because you've got to be good to sustain that long as a group.

# I'm picking up good vibrations

-# She's giving me excitations

-Oom bop-bop

-# I'm picking up good vibrations

-Good vibrations, bop-bop

-# She's giving me excitations

-Excitations, bop-bop

-# I'm picking up good vibrations

-Good vibrations, bop-bop

-# She's giving me excitations

-Excitations

# I don't know where but she sends me there

# Ah, what a sensation

# What elation

# Gotta keep those loving good vibrations a-happenin' with her

# Gotta keep those loving good vibrations a-happenin' with her

# Gotta keep those loving good vibrations a-happenin' with her

# Aaaah

-# Good, good, good, good vibrations

-Oom bop-bop

-# Good, good, good, good vibrations

-Oom bop-bop

# Excitations

# You gotta help me, Rhonda Help me get her out of my heart

# Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda

# Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda

# Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda

# Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda

# Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda

# Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda

# Help me, Rhonda, yeah Get her out of my heart

# She was gonna be my wife and I was gonna be her man

# Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda

# But she let another guy come between us and it ruined our plan

# Help me, Rhonda Help, help me, Rhonda

# Rhonda, you look so fine and you know I'd like to make you mine

# You gotta help me, Rhonda Help me get her out of my heart

# Little surfer

# Little one

# Made my heart come all undone

# Do you love me

# Do you, surfer girl?

-# Surfer girl

-My little surfer girl

# I have watched you on the shore

# Standing by the ocean's roar

# Do you love me?

-# Do you, surfer girl?

-Surfer girl, surfer girl

# If everybody had an ocean

# Across the USA

# Then everybody be surfin'

# Like Californ-I-A

# You'd be wearing your baggies

# Huarache sandals, too

# A bushy, bushy blonde hairdo

# Surfin' USA

# Inside, outside, USA

# Inside, outside, USA

# Inside, outside, USA

# Inside, outside, USA

# All over Manhattan And down Doheny way

# Everybody's going surfin'

# Surfin' USA... #

GUITAR SOLO

# Inside, outside, USA

# Inside, outside, USA

# Inside, outside, USA Inside, outside, USA

# All over La Jolla

# At Waimea Bay

# Everybody's going surfin'

# Surfin' USA

# Everybody's going surfin'

# Surfin' USA. #

APPLAUSE

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.

I wrote this song in 1961 with a friend of mine.

I was five at the time.

# There is someone

# Walking behind you

# Turn around

# Look at me

# There is someone

# Watching your footsteps

# Turn around

# Look at me

# There is someone

# Who really needs you

# Here's my heart

# In my hands

# Turn around

# Oh, look at me

# And understand

# Understand

# That's there's someone

# To stand beside you

# Turn around

# Look at me

# And there's someone

# To love and guide you

# Turn around

# Look at me

# Oh, I've waited

# But I'll wait forever

# For you to come to me

# Look at someone

# Who really loves you, girl Loves you

# Turn around

# Look at me

# Turn around

# Look at me. #

APPLAUSE

Thank you.

# If you see your brother standing by the road... #

Thank you.

# With a heavy load

# From all the seeds he's sowed

# And if you see your sister falling by the way

# Just stop and say

# You're going the wrong way

# You've got to try a little kindness

# Just show a little kindness

# Just shine your light for everyone to see

# And if you try a little kindness

# Then you'll overlook the blindness

# Of the narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets

# Don't walk around the down and out

# Lend a helping hand

# Instead of doubt

# And the kindness that you show every day

# Will help someone

# Along their way

# You've got to try a little kindness

# Yes, Lord, show a little kindness

# Just shine your light for everyone to see

# And if you try a little kindness

# Then you'll overlook the blindness

# Of the narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets. #

APPLAUSE

You're nice.

A friend I've had the pleasure of working with in recording studios

for a long time... In fact, he took his organ out of his house

and down to Capital Records and put it on Wichita Lineman.

He's a genius of our time

and definitely one of the greatest songwriters in the world today

and one of the best writers of music in the world today.

Ladies and gentlemen, my friend, Mr Jimmy Webb.

APPLAUSE

# This time we

# Almost made the pieces fit

# Didn't we, girl?

# This time we

# Almost made some sense of it again

# Didn't we, girl?

# This time

# I had the answer

# Right here in my hand

# And then I touched it

# It had turned

# To sand

# This time we

# Almost sang our song in tune

# Didn't we?

# This time we

# Almost made it to the moon

# Didn't we?

# Didn't we? Didn't we?

# This time

# We almost made

# Our poem a rhyme

# Yes, this time

# We almost made that

# Long hard climb

# Didn't we?

# Didn't we?

# This time

# Didn't we, girl?

# This time

# Didn't we?

APPLAUSE

When I found out we were playing with the fantastic Philharmonic,

there was a piece of music that I would like to do.

It's about being a father. Alan, if you would, please.

# I wonder what he'll think of me

# I bet he'll call me the old man

# And I'll bet he'll think I can lick

# Any other feller's father

# Well, I can

# And I bet that he turns out to be

# The spitting image of his dad

# And he'll have more common sense

# Than his puddin'-headed father ever had

# And I'll teach him to wrestle and dive through a wave

# When we go in the mornings for a swim

# His mother can teach him the way to behave

# But she won't make a sissy out of him

# Not him

# Not my boy

# Not Bill

# My boy Bill, I will see that he is named after me

# I will

# My boy, Bill, he'll be tall and as tough as a tree

# Will Bill

# Like a tree he'll grow with his head held high

# And his feet planted firm on the ground

# And you won't see nobody dare to try to boss or toss him around

# No pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully

# Will boss him around

# I don't give a damn what he does as long as he does what he likes

# He can sit on his tail or work on a rail with a hammer, hammering spikes

# He can ferry a boat on a river or peddle a pack on his back

# Or walk up and down the streets of a town

# With a whip and a horse and a hack

# He can haul a scow along a canal

# Or run a cow around a corral

# Or maybe sing and play the guitar

# Of course, doing that You can't get too far

# He might be champ of the heavyweights

# Or a fella that sells you glue

# Or President of the United States

# That'd be all right, too

# But he wouldn't be President unless he wanted to be

# Not my Bill

# My boy, Bill, he'll be tall and as tough as a tree

# Will Bill

# And like a tree he'll grow with his head held high

# And his feet planted firm on the ground

# And you won't see nobody dare to try to boss him or toss him around

# No pot-bellied, flabby-faced Baggy-eyed, pot-bellied bully

# Will boss him around

# And I'm damned if he'll marry his boss's daughter

# A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water

# Who'll give him a peck and call it a kiss

# And look in his eyes through a lorgnette

# But, say, what am I talking about?

# My kid ain't even been born yet

# But I can see him when he's 17 or so

# And starting to go with a girl

# I can give him lots of pointers Very sound

# On the way to get around any girl

# I can tell him... #

Yeah, Dad can tell him.

But what if "him" turns out...to be a girl?

What do you say to a girl, but you can't say to a boy?

# You can have fun with a son

# But you gotta be a father to a girl

# She mightn't be so bad at that

# A kid with ribbons in her hair

# A kind of neat and petite little tin-type of her mother

# What a pair

# My little girl

# Pink and white

# As peaches and cream is she

# And my little girl

# Is half again as bright

# As girls were meant to be

# Yes, dozens of boys pursue her

# As many a likely lad

# Does what he can to woo her

# From her faithful dad

# Yes, she has a few

# Pink and bright young fellas

# Of two and three

# But my little girl

# Gets hungry every night

# And she comes home to me

# I gotta get ready before she comes

# I gotta make certain that she

# Won't be dragged up in slums with a lot of bums like me

# She's got to be sheltered and fed and dressed

# In the best that money can buy

# I never knew how to get money

# But I'll try, by God, I'll try

# I'll go out and make it or steal it

# Or take it

# Or die. #

APPLAUSE

I'd like to introduce this fantastic array of musicianship on this stage.

From Las Vegas, Nevada,

where his mother lost him in a gambling debt many years ago,

a fantastic drummer, ladies and gentlemen, Mr George Green.

Hook it to 'em!

On bass, from San Francisco, California, Mr Bill McCubbin.

On guitars, Freddie Tackett, Mr Carl Jackson. Unreal.

Fantastic pianist, conductor... you name it.

22-years-old, a great musician, Mr TJ Kuenster.

And our girls, Billie Barnum, Ann White, Stephanie Spruill.

Our singers - fantastic.

Three, four.

# That's when the music takes me... #

And of course, ladies and gentlemen, a dream fulfilled,

the fantastic Royal Philharmonic Orchestra.

# That's when the music takes me

# That's when the music takes me That's when the music takes me

# That's when the music takes me

# Takes to a brighter day

# That's when the music takes me

# Helping me to find my way

# When I'm down and I feel that I can't go on

# That's when the music takes me

# Well, I'm lonesome and I feel that my hope is gone

# That's when the music takes me

# That's when the music takes me so much closer to a brighter day

# Reaching for a new tomorrow

# I know it's hard but music helps me find my way

# It helps me find my way...

Are you ready, girls?

# That's when the music takes me

# Takes me to a brighter day

# That's when the music takes me

# Helping me to find my way

# Well, I'm down and I feel that my hope is gone

# That's when the music takes me

# And when I'm lonesome and I feel that I can't go on

# That's when the music takes me

# That's when the music takes me so much closer to a brighter day

# I can feel my soul exploding

# I know it's hard but music helps me find my way

# It helps me find my way

# That's when the music takes me

# That's when the music takes me Takes me to a brighter day

# That's when the music takes me

# Helping me to find my way

-# Happy, happy, happy day

-That's when the music takes me

-# Happy, happy, happy day

-That's when the music takes me

# That's when the music takes me Ba-doo-ba-doo-ba-ra-ba

# Yeah, that's when the music takes me, Lord. #

APPLAUSE

Yes!

I'd sure like to thank him, too, ladies and gentlemen.

A fantastic conductor, Mr Alan Aynsworth.

APPLAUSE

I heard a song when I was over here about two years ago.

I hope this guitar is in tune.

Change string on a gut string and they go sour in a hurry.

Sorry about that.

I've been wanting to record it ever since I heard it.

You'll know this song. It's about your town.

# Have you seen the old man in the closed down market

# Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes?

# In his eyes you see no pride

# And held loosely at his side

# Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

# How can you tell me that you're lonely

# And say for you that the sun don't shine?

# Let me take you by the hand

# And lead you through the streets of London

# I'll show you something to make you change your mind

# Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London

# Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?

# She's no time for talking She just keeps right on walking

# Carrying her home in two carrier bags

# So how can you tell me that you're lonely

# And say for you that the sun don't shine?

# Let me take you by the hand

# And lead you through the streets of London

# I'll show you something to make you change your mind... #

GUITAR SOLO

# And in the all night cafe at a quarter past eleven

# Same old man is sitting there on his own

# Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup

# Each tea lasts an hour

# Then he wanders home alone

# So how can you tell me that you're lonely

# And say for you that the sun don't shine?

# Let me take you by the hand

# And lead you through the streets of London

# I'll show you something to make you change your mind. #

APPLAUSE

You ready, Alan?

All right. I promised Alan that we would do a classical number

if he would conduct the Philharmonic for us so we will do that right now.

This was written by a friend of mine in Los Angeles

by the name of Mason Williams and I love this song.

It was a big hit over here too. It's called Classical Gas.

MUSIC: "Classical Gas" by Mason Williams

APPLAUSE

OK, maestro.

Another.

Hi-ho, Silver! Away.

I love that.

MUSIC: "William Tell Overture" by Rossini

APPLAUSE

Thank you very much.

# Southern nights

# Have you ever felt a southern night?

# Free as a breeze

# Not to mention the trees

# Whistling tunes that you know and love so

# Southern nights

# Just as good even when closed your eyes

# I apologise

# To anyone who can truly say that he has found a better way

# Southern skies

# Have you ever noticed southern skies?

# Its precious beauty lies just beyond the eye

# It goes running through your soul like the stories of old

# Old man

# He and his dog They walk the old land

# Every flower touched his cold hand

# As he slowly walked by Weeping Willows would cry for joy

# Joy

# Feel so good

# Feel so good it's frightening

# Wish I could

# Stop this world from fighting

# La-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da

# Da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da

# Mysteries

# Like this and many others

# In the trees

# They blow in the night

# In the southern skies

# Southern nights

# They feel so good it's frightening

# Girl, I wish I could

# Stop this old world from fighting

# La-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da

# Da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da

# Southern skies

-# And the trees in the southern sky

-Southern skies

# They blow in the night

# In the southern sky. #

APPLAUSE

Thank you.

That's real beautiful.

Brian Wilson wrote this song, about 1964.

I used to do it with the group and I liked it so much

I put it on my Southern Nights album.

It's an old one. See if you recognise it.

# A-a-a-a-a-ah, a-a-a-a-a-ah... #

Yes, Stephanie.

# A-a-a-a-a-ah

# I may not always love you

# But long as there's stars above you

# You'll never need to doubt it

# I'll make you so sure about it

# God only knows what I'd be without you

# God only knows how I'd feel about you

# If you should ever leave me

# Life would go on, believe me

# The world could show nothing to me

# So what good would living do me?

# God only knows what I'd be without you

# And God only knows how I'd feel about you

# A-a-a-a-a-ah, a-a-a-a-a-ah

# A-a-a-a-a-ah, a-a-ah

# A-a-a-a-a-ah

# God only knows what I'd be without you

# And God only knows how I'd feel about you

# And God only knows what I'd be without you

# God knows. #

APPLAUSE

I'm kind of backward and shy,

because I've never played with an orchestra like this before.

You don't know what to say. You don't know whether to be serious, grin,

tell a dirty joke or laugh. It's really something.

But I know what I'm going to do with this man

because I've been doing his music for a long time

and thank God for writers such as he and a great musician and conductor.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr Jimmy Webb.

-APPLAUSE

-We will do a song!

Shall we do the one we started with, or the one we got up?

-OK.

-The one we started with.

-OK. Let's do that one, then.

He waves his hand, the music starts.

This was done for me by Mr Marty Paich.

Revamped on Jimmy's, of course.

# By the time I get to Phoenix

# She'll be rising

# She'll find the note I left hanging on her door

# And she'll laugh

# When she reads the part

# That says I'm leaving

# Cos I've left that girl so many times before

# By the time I make Albuquerque

# She'll be working

# And she'll probably stop at lunch

# And give me a call

# But she'll just hear that phone

# Keep on ringing

# Off the wall

# That's all

# By the time I make Oklahoma

# She'll be sleeping

# She'll turn softly

# And call my name out low

# Oh, then she'll cry

# Just to think I'd really leave her

# Though time and time, I've tried

# Lord, I've tried to tell her so God knows

# She just didn't know

# I would really go

# No, she didn't know I'd go. #

APPLAUSE

When I recorded this next song,

I did it in kind of an up tempo type of thing

because that's the way I heard it at the time.

But Jimmy had a whole different concept of it here lately

and we got the idea to do it,

since we had this fantastic orchestra here to do it with.

So Jimmy wrote a special ballad chart for this song.

It's one of my favourites.

# Galveston, oh, Galveston... #

APPLAUSE

# I still hear your sea winds blowing

# And I still see her dark eyes glowing

# She was 21

# When I left Galveston

# Galveston, oh, Galveston

# I still hear your sea waves crashing

# While I watch the cannons flashing

# I clean my gun and dream of Galveston

# I still see her standing by the water

# Standing there, looking out to sea

# And is she waiting there for me?

# On the beach where we used to run

# Galveston, oh, Galveston

# Galveston

# I am so afraid of dying

# Though before I dry the tears she's crying

# Before I watch your sea birds flying in the sun

# At Galveston

# Oh, at Galveston

# Galveston

# Galveston. #

APPLAUSE

It's called This Is Sarah's Song. I thank you, Jimmy.

# This is what I want to live for

# This is where I want to live

# To give my life to you and to this feeling

# That's alive today

# And never let it go away

# No matter what this is

# This is, and how can I deny it?

# This is, and will not be denied

# And you don't have to give an explanation

# For the way you feel

# I only want to know it's real

# No matter what this is

# To give my life to you and to this feeling

# That's alive today

# And never let it go

# Never let it go away

# No matter what this is

# No matter, no matter what this is

# It's everything that is. #

HE WHISTLES

APPLAUSE Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Since we've got Jimmy, I figured I wanted to do

my very favourite piece of music that Jimmy's ever written.

He wrote it, produced it, arranged it

and coaxed Richard Harris into singing it.

APPLAUSE

# Spring was never waiting for us, girl

# It ran one step ahead as we followed in a dance

# Between the parted pages and were pressed

# In love's hot, fevered iron

# Like a stripy pair of pants

# I recall the yellow cotton dress

# Foaming like a wave

# On the ground around your knees

# And birds like tender babies in your hands

# And old men playing checkers by the trees

# MacArthur Park is melting in the dark

# All the sweet, green icing flowing down

# Someone left my cake out in the rain

# I don't think that I can take it

# Cos it took so long to bake it

# And I'll never have that recipe again

# Oh, no

# There will be another song for me

# And I will sing it

# There will be another dream for me

# Someone will bring it

# I will drink the wine while it is warm

# And never let you catch me looking at the sun

# And after all the loves of my life

# God knows, after all the loves of my life

# You'll still be the one

# I will take my life into my hands

# And I will use it

# And I will win the worship in your eyes

# And I will lose it

# But I'll have the things that I desire

# And my passion flow like rivers to the sky

# But after all the loves of my life

# God knows After all the loves of my life

# I'll be thinking of you

# And wondering why... #

UPBEAT INSTRUMENTAL

# MacArthur Park is melting in the dark

# All the sweet, green icing flowing down

# Someone left my cake out in the rain

# I don't think that I can take it

# Cos it took so long to bake it

# And I'll never have that recipe again

# Oh, no

# Oh, no

# Oh, no. #

APPLAUSE

APPLAUSE DROWNS OUT SPEECH

Thank you.

Jimmy Webb, ladies and gentlemen.

Genius!

Take a bow, Jimmy.

APPLAUSE DROWNS OUT SPEECH

Mr Jimmy Webb!

What an orchestra!

I want to thank you most of all for making it possible at Festival Hall.

Give me an E Flat.

# Amazing grace

# Lord, how sweet the sound

# That saved a wretch like me

# Cos I once was lost

# Lord, but now I'm found

# I was blind, Lord, but now I see

# Through many dangers toils and snares

# That we've already passed

# Lord, we found this place

# Just to sing thy praise

# So let's sing it while we can

# When we, when we've been there

# Lord, ten thousand years

# Bright shining

# Bright shining as the sun

# So let's be in this place

# Lord, to sing thy praise

# Lord, as when we first began

Sing the song, girls! I'm going to get the bagpipes.

# Amazing grace

# How sweet the sound

# That saved a wretch like me

# I once was lost

# Oh, but now I'm found

# Was blind, but now I see

# Amazing grace, how sweet the sound

# That saved a wretch like me

# I once was lost, but now I'm found

# Was blind, but now I see. #

RAPTUROUS APPLAUSE

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