Pearly Queen
by Steve Winwood and Jim Capaldi

I had a strange dream from a pearly queen,
And she could drink more wine than I've ever seen.
She had some gypsy's blood flowing through her feet,
And when the time was right she said that I would meet
My destiny.


I traveled 'round the world to find the sun.
I couldn't stop myself from having fun,
But when the time was right, the flowers grew
But they were made of silk and sequins, two by two.


I traveled 'round the world to find the sun.
I couldn't stop myself from having fun.

Pilgrim
by Eric Clapton and Simon Climie

And how do I choose and where do I draw the line
Between truth and necessary pain?
And how do I know and where do I get my belief
That things will be all right again?


What words do I use to try and explain
To those who've witnessed all my tears?
And what does it mean to know all these things
When love's been wasted all these years,
When love's been wasted all these years.


Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from all the people
Who could never understand.


I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love.
I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love.

Pilgrim
by Eric Clapton and Simon Climie

And how do I choose and where do I draw the line
Between truth and necessary pain?
And how do I know and where do I get my belief
That things will be all right again?


What words do I use to try and explain
To those who've witnessed all my tears?
And what does it mean to know all these things
When love's been wasted all these years,
When love's been wasted all these years.


Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from all the people
Who could never understand.


I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love.
I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love.

Please Be With Me
by Charles Scott Boyer

Oh my word, what does it mean?
Is it love or is it me
That makes me change so suddenly?
Looking out, feeling free.


Sit here lying in my bed,
Wondering what it was I'd said
That made me think I'd lost my head,
When I knew I lost my heart instead.


Won't you please read my signs, be a gypsy.
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me.
Because you can find my m

Please Be With Me
by Charles Scott Boyer

Oh my word, what does it mean?
Is it love or is it me
That makes me change so suddenly?
Looking out, feeling free.


Sit here lying in my bed,
Wondering what it was I'd said
That made me think I'd lost my head,
When I knew I lost my heart instead.


Won't you please read my signs, be a gypsy.
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me.
Because you can find my m

Politician
by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown

Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.


I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach.


I support the left, though I'm leaning, leaning to the right.
I support the left, though I'm leaning to the right.
But I'm just not there when it's coming to a fight.


Hey now baby, get into my big black car.

Politician
by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown

Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.


I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach.


I support the left, though I'm leaning, leaning to the right.
I support the left, though I'm leaning to the right.
But I'm just not there when it's coming to a fight.


Hey now baby, get into my big black car.

Poor Elijah - Tribute to Johnson (Medley)
by Delaney Bramlett (a); Delaney Bramlett and Leon Russell (b)

(a) Poor Elijah


Poor Elijah, living on the bayou way.
Poor Elijah, he had to take over raising fourteen kids
When his daddy got caught stealing chickens from a neighbor one day.
Work on Elijah, work on.


Poor Elijah, born the son of a slave.
Poor Elijah, he was damn near blind when he died last week
From working in the sun for the man like a dog all day.
Work on Elijah, work on.


Poor Elijah.
Poor Elijah.

Poor Elijah - Tribute to Johnson (Medley)
by Delaney Bramlett (a); Delaney Bramlett and Leon Russell (b)

(a) Poor Elijah


Poor Elijah, living on the bayou way.
Poor Elijah, he had to take over raising fourteen kids
When his daddy got caught stealing chickens from a neighbor one day.
Work on Elijah, work on.


Poor Elijah, born the son of a slave.
Poor Elijah, he was damn near blind when he died last week
From working in the sun for the man like a dog all day.
Work on Elijah, work on.


Poor Elijah.
Poor Elijah.

Presence Of The Lord
by Eric Clapton

I have finally found a way to live
Just like I never could before.
I know that I don't have much to give,
But I can open any door.


Everybody knows the secret,
Everybody knows the score.
I have finally found a way to live
In the color of the Lord.


I have finally found a place to live
Just like I never could before.
And I know I don't have much to give,
But soon I'll open any door.


Everybody knows the secret,
Everybody knows the score.