Spoken:Rolling?Yeah!Okay!A-one, two, three, er—Hold it!Ahh!Hold it…A-one, two, tell, you I, a-hi-hi, a-hi-hi, dig a ponyWell, you can celebrate anything you wantYes, you can celebrate anything you want Ohh I, a-hi-hi, a-hi-hi, do a roadhogWell, you can penetrate any place you goYes, you can penetrate any place you go I told you soAll I want is youEverything has got to be just like you want it to-o-o-o-o-o-oBecause I, hi-hi, a-hi-hi, pick a moondogWell, you can radiate everything you areYes, you can radiate everything you areOh, now I, a-hi-hi, a-hi-hi, roll a stoneyWell, you can imitate everyone you knowYes, you can imitate everyone you know I told you soAll I want is youEverything has got to be just like you want it to-o-o-o-o-o-oBecause Oh, nowI, a-hi-hi, a-hi-hi, feel the wind blowWell, you can indicate everything you seeYes, you can indicate anything you seeOh, now I, a-hi-hi, a-hi-hi, rode a lorryWell, you can syndicate any boat you row-owYeah, you can syndicate any boat you row I told you soAll I want is youEverything has got to be just like you want it to-o-o-o-o-o-oBecause Ooh Spoken:Thank you, brothers. Me, me hand's getting, er, too cold to play the chords.

Spoken:"I Dig a Pygmy", by Charles Hawtrey and the Deaf AidsPhase One, in which Doris gets her oats Two of us riding nowhereSpending someone's hard-earned payYou and me Sunday drivingNot arrivingOn our way back homeWe're on our way homeWe're on our way homeWe're going home Two of us sending postcardsWriting letters on my wallYou and me burning matchesLifting latchesOn our way back homeWe're on our way homeWe're on our way homeWe're going home You and I have memoriesLonger than the roadThat stretches out ahead Two of us wearing raincoatsStanding soloIn the sunYou and me chasing paperGetting nowhereOn our way back homeWe're on our way homeWe're on our way homeWe're going home You and I have memoriesLonger than the roadThat stretches out ahead Two of us wearing raincoatsStanding solo in the sunYou and me chasing paperGetting nowhereOn our way back homeWe're on our way homeWe're on our way homeWe're going home Spoken:We're going homeBetter believe itGoodbye

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cupThey slither wildly as they slip away across the universePools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mindPossessing and caressing me Jai guru devaOmNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my world Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyesThey call me on and on across the universeThoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letterboxThey tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe Jai guru devaOmNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my world Sounds of laughter, shades of life are ringing through my opened earsInciting and inviting meLimitless undying love which shines around me like a million sunsAnd calls me on and on across the universe Jai guru devaOmNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my worldNothing's gonna change my worldJai guru devaJai guru devaJai guru devaJai guru devaJai guru devaJai guru deva

All through the dayI me mine, I me mine, I me mineAll through the nightI me mine, I me mine, I me mineNow they're frightened of leaving itEveryone's weaving itComing on strong all the timeAll through the dayI me mine I me me mineI me me mineI me me mineI me me mine All I can hearI me mine, I me mine, I me mineEven those tearsI me mine, I me mine, I me mineNo-one's frightened of playing itEveryone's saying itFlowing more freely than wineAll through the dayI me mine I me me mineI me me mineI me me mineI me me mine All I can hearI me mine, I me mine, I me mineEven those tearsI me mine, I me mine, I me mineNo-one's frightened of playing itEveryone's saying itFlowing more freely than wineAll through your lifeI me mine

Like a rolling stoneLike a rolling stoneLike a rolling stoneLike the FBIAnd the CIAAnd the BBCB. B. KingAnd Doris DayMatt BusbyDig itDig itDig itDig it Spoken:That was "Can You Dig It?" by Georgie Wood (dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it)And now we'd like to do "Hark the Angels Come" (dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it)

When I find myself in times of troubleMother Mary comes to meSpeaking words of wisdomLet it be And in my hour of darknessShe is standing right in front of meSpeaking words of wisdomLet it be Let it be, let it be(Ooh)A-let it be, let it be(Ooh-ooh)Whisper words of wisdom(Ooh-ooh)Let it be(Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh) And when the broken-hearted peopleLiving in the world agreeThere will be an answerLet it be For though they may be partedThere is still a chance that they will seeThere will be an answerLet it be Let it be, let it beA-let it be, let it beYeah, there will be an answerLet it be Let it be, let it beA-let it be, let it beWhisper words of wisdomLet it be Let it be, let it beA-let it be, yeah, let it beWhisper words of wisdomLet it be And when the night is cloudyThere is still a light that shines on meShine until tomorrowLet it be I wake up to the sound of musicMother Mary comes to meSpeaking words of wisdomLet it be-e Yeah, let it be, let it beLet it be, yeah, let it beOh, there will be an answerLet it be-e Let it be, let it beLet it be, yeah, let it beOh, there will be an answerLet it be Let it be, let it be A-let it be, yeah, let it be Whisper words of wisdom Let it be

Oh, dirty Maggie MaeDey have taken her awayAnd she'll never walkDown Lime Street any more Oh, the judge he guilty found herOf robbing the homeward bounderThat dirty no-good robbin' Maggie Mae 'Tis the part of LiverpoolDey returned me toTwo pound ten a week That was my pay

My baby says she's travellingOn the one after 909 I saidMove over honey I'm travelling on that lineI saidMove over onceMove over twiceCome on, baby, don't be cold as iceSaid she's travelling on the one after 909 I begged her not to go And I begged her on my bended knee (yes, I did)You're only fooling 'roundOnly fooling 'round with meI saidMove over once Move over twice Come on, baby, don't be cold as iceSaid she's travelling on the one after 909 Pick up my bags, run to the station Railman saidYou've got the wrong location Pick up the bag, run right home Then I find I've got the number wrong Well, she said she's travelling on the one after 909I saidMove over honey I'm travelling on that lineI saidMove over onceMove over twiceCome on, baby, don't be cold as iceSaid she's travelling on the one after 909 Yeah Pick up my bags, run to the stationRailman saidYou've got the wrong location (yeah) Pick up my bags, run right home (run right home) Then I find I got the number wrong Well, she said she's travelling on the one after 909I saidMove over honey I'm travelling on that lineI saidMove over onceMove over twiceCome on, baby, don't be cold as iceSaid she's travelling on the one after 9-0She said she's travelling on the one after 9-0She said she's travelling on the one after 909 Oh, Danny BoyThe altar men are calling

I've got a feelingA feeling deep insideOh, yeah(Oh, yeah)(That's right)I've got a feelingA feeling I can't hideOh, no, noOh, no!Oh, noYeahYeahI've got a feelingYeahOoh Oh, please believe meI'd hate to miss the trainOh, yeah (yeah)Oh, yeah!And if you leave meI won't be late againOh, noOh, no!Oh, noYeah, yeahI've got a feelingYeahI got a feeling All these years I've been wandering aroundWondering how come nobody told meAll that I was looking for was somebodyWho looked like you I've got a feelingThat keeps me on my toesOh, yeah(Oh, yeah)I've got a feelingI think that everybody knowsOh, yeah(Oh, yeah)Oh, yeahYeah, yeahI have got a feelingYeah(Yeah) Everybody had a hard yearEverybody had a good timeEverybody had a wet dreamEverybody saw the sun shineOh, yeah (oh, yeah)Oh, yeahOh, yeah(Yeah)Everybody had a good yearEverybody let their hair downEverybody pulled their socks up (yeah?)Everybody put their foot downOh, yeah (Yeah)(Whoo-hoo!)(I've got a feeling) Everybody had a good year(A feeling deep inside) Everybody had a hard time(Oh, yeah) Everybody had a wet dream(Oh, yeah) Everybody saw the sun shine(I've got a feeling) Everybody had a good year(A feeling I can't hide) Everybody let their hair down(Oh, no) Everybody pull their socks up(Oh, no, no) Everybody put their foot downOh, yeah (Yeah) I've got a feelingI've got a feeling(Oh, yeah)I've got a feelingYeah Spoken:Oh, my soulSo hard

The long and winding roadThat leads to your doorWill never disappearI've seen that road beforeIt always leads me hereLead me to your door The wild and windy nightThat the rain washed awayHas left a pool of tearsCrying for the dayWhy leave me standing here?Let me know the way Many times I've been aloneAnd many times I've criedAnyway, you'll never knowThe many ways I've tried And still they lead me backTo the long, winding roadYou left me standing hereA long, long time agoDon't leave me waiting hereLead me to your door But still they lead me backTo the long, winding roadYou left me standing hereA long, long time agoOhhDon't keep me waiting here(Keep me waiting)Lead me to your door Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah