Six-Sixty-Six
(vocals by Liam)
put yer money where yer mouth is
your momma said that you were real
put yer money where yer mouth is
your momma said the tune was real
ready or not
and come what may
you betcha going down for judgement day
so put yer money in yer mouth
and your hands right up on the wheel
put yer money where yer mouth is
your papa said that you were real
put yer money where yer mouth is
your paa said that you were real
ready or not
and come what may
you betcha going down for judgement day
so put yer money in
Stockton Gala Days
[ Buck/Drew/Gustafson/Augustyniak/Merchant ]
[ violin: Mary Ramsey ]
That summer fields grew high with foxglove stalks and ivy.
Wild apple blossoms everywhere.
Emerald green like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as warm as you.
How I've learned to please, to doubt myself in need,
you'll never, you'll never know.
The summer fields grow high.
We made garland crowns in hiding, pulled stems of flowers from my hair.
Blue in the stream like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as bold as you.
How I've learned to please, to doubt myself in need,
you'll never, you'll never know.
You'll never know.
Violet serene like none I have set apart from dreams that escape me.
There was no girl as warm as you.
How I've learned to please, to doubt myself in need.
You'll never, you'll never know.
You'll never know.
That summer fields grow high.
We had wildflower fever.
We had to lay down where they grow.
How I've learned to hide, how I've locked inside, you'd be surprised if shown.
But you'll never, you'll never know.