Little darlin', it's been a long cold lonely winter Little darlin', it seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sun Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right, it's all right Little darlin', the smiles returning to their faces Little darlin', it seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sun Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right, it's all right Sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Little darlin', I feel that ice is slowly melting Little darlin', it feels like years since it's been clear Here comes the sun Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right, it's all right Here comes the sun Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right, it's all right Sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Here comes the sun, little darlin' Here comes the sun, I say It's alright It's alright Here comes the sun, little darlin' Here comes the sun, I say It's alright It's alright Little darlin' It's been a long, cold and lonely winter Little darlin' It feels like years since you've been here Here comes the sun, little darlin' Here comes the sun, I say It's alright It's alright Little darlin' The smiles have returned to the faces now Little darlin' It seems like years since you've been here Little darlin' It's been a long, cold, lonely winter Little darlin' Feels like years since you've been here Here comes the sun (here comes the sun) Aren't you glad to see it? I say, yeah It's alright Here comes the sun, little darlin' I say, it's alright Little darlin', here comes the sun, yeah Here comes the sun I say, little darlin' It seems like years since you've been here Little darlin', here comes the sun Oh, baby It's alright now, you can come on out now And it's alright now, you can come on out now, now It's alright, here comes the sun

Turn the gitara Mike, please Gitara, Mike Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Sometimes I feel Like a motherless child Sometimes I feel Like a motherless child Sometimes I feel Like a motherless child A long Way From my home Yeah, yeah Singing Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Sometimes I feel Like I'm almost gone Sometimes I feel Like I'm almost gone Sometimes I feel Like I'm almost gone Yeah A long, long, long Way Way from my home Yeah, yeah Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands, yeah Clap your hands Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah I got a telephone in my bosom And I can call him up from heart I got a telephone in my bosom And I can call him up from heart When I need my brothe, brother Brother, brother When I need my father, father Father, hey, father Mother, mother Mother, hey, mother Sister, sister Yeah, yeah When I need my brother, brother Brother, hey, brother Mother, father Mother, mother Mother, mother Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah yeah Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Richie Havens What better shines brighter than a beautiful star Like Richie Havens

"There's a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, And I wonder if she looks down, as she goes on by? Well, she's flying so freely in the sky. Lord, look at me here, I'm rooted like a tree here, Got those sit-down, Can't cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues. Now the sun it comes up and lights up the day, And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way, To the east and to the west, He meets God every day. Lord, look at me here, I'm rooted like a tree here, Got those sit-down, can't cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues. Now I had a woman Lord, she lived down by the mine, She ain't never seen the sun, Oh Lord, never stopped trying. Then one day my woman up and died, Lord, she up and died now. Oh Lord, she up and died now. She wanted to fly, And the only way to fly is die, die, die. There's a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by? Well, she's flying so freely in the sky. Lord, look at me here, I'm rooted like a tree here, Got those sit-down, can't cry, Oh, Lord, gonna die blues."

Let the river rock you like a cradle Climb to the treetops, child, if you're able Let your hands tie a knot across the table. Come and touch the things you cannot feel. And close your fingertips and fly where I can't hold you Let the sun-rain fall and let the dewy clouds enfold you And maybe you can sing to me the words I just told you, If all the things you feel ain't what they seem. And don't mind me 'cos I ain't nothin' but a dream. The mocking bird sings each different song Each song has wings - they won't stay long. Do those who hear think he's doing wrong? While the church bell tolls its one-note song And the school bell is tinkling to the throng. Come here where your ears cannot hear. And close your eyes, child, and listen to what I'll tell you Follow in the darkest night the sounds that may impel you And the song that I am singing may disturb or serve to quell you If all the sounds you hear ain't what they seem, Then don't mind me 'cos I ain't nothin' but a dream The rising smell of fresh-cut grass Smothered cities choke and yell with fuming gas I hold some grapes up to the sun And their flavour breaks upon my tongue. With eager tongues we taste our strife And fill our lungs with seas of life. Come taste and smell the waters of our time. And close your lips, child, so softly I might kiss you, Let your flower perfume out and let the winds caress you. As I walk on through the garden, I am hoping I don't miss you If all the things you taste ain't what they seem, Then don't mind me 'cos I ain't nothin' but a dream . The sun and moon both arise And we'll see them soon through days and nights But now silver leaves are mirrors, bring delights. And the colours of your eyes are fiery bright, While darkness blinds the skies with all its light. Come see where your eyes cannot see. And close your eyes, child, and look at what I'll show you; Let your mind go reeling out and let the breezes blow you, And maybe when we meet then suddenly I will know you. If all the things you see ain't Quite what they seem, Then don't mind me 'cos I ain't nothin' but a dream . And you can follow; And you can follow; follow...

To those of you seeking perfection Oh Lord, it? s not a long, long way to go All you need is bit of reflection Just might seem like changing direction right now Don? t go around taking up no collections On our way down There? s nobody left to crown What if politicians were all good guys? Oh Lord, don? t we wish they were We would not be so dependent On courts of laws that make us All feel like defendants sometimes If we want freedom we? ve got to amend it On our way down There? s nobody left to crown Be it ever so humble, there? s no place like home Home, home on the range Where the fear and the antidotes play Where seldom is heard, an encouraging word And our leaders do nothing all day What if they gave an election And nobody came to vote? The system, it needs a bit of correction right now Just might seem like changing direction right now As it stands we don? t even make the selections And to get into Heaven We even need a connection On our way down There? s nobody left to crown Nobody left to crown Nobody left to crown Nobody left to crown Nobody left to crown

Hope In the furnace, you know It can burn away slow Or it can come out like gold And mine Is walking the edge of the knife In the fire tonight In the fire, I fight With a song Carries on to the night Of the future that's bright The morning will bring One day, when sorrows are gone Further down and along We'll finally sing We'll sing Gone are the days When we cry-y-y, cry-y-y Here are the days When we'll fly-y-y, fly-y-y All our hopes will turn to sight Beyond the veil, in the morning light We'll sing gone Are the days I wait But it's so hard, you know To believe on your own That you'll be okay When sorrow keeps chasing me down I run till my feet hit the ground When we gather to pray As I reach For the bread and the wine For the comfort I"ll find Picture the scene One days To the table we'll come Every daughter and son, finally free We'll sing Gone are the days When we cry-y-y, cry-y-y Here are the days When we'll fly-y-y, fly-y-y All our hopes will turn to sight Beyond the veil, in the morning light We'll sing gone Are the days Finally, all is right Only love and light Finally, all is right When all is right... We'll sing Gone are the days When we cry-y-y, cry-y-y Here are the days When we'll fly-y-y, fly-y-y All our hopes will turn to sight Beyond the veil, in the morning light We'll sing gone Are the days