Opening

(instrumental)

Andrea Zonn- resophonic viola

Adieu False Heart

written by Arthur Smith
© Unichappell Music, Inc. (BMI)


Adieu false heart now we must part
May the joys of the world go with you
I love you long with a faithful heart
But never anymore can I believe you

I seen the time I'd a married you
And been your constant lover
But now I'd gladly give you up
For one whose heart is truer

You think you are too good for me
You think I am forsaken
But if you think I care for you
You are very much mistaken

My mind is like the constant sun
From the east to the west it ranges
But yours is like unto the moon
It's every month it changes

When I lay down to take my rest
No scornful one to wake me
I'll go straightway unto my grave
Just as fast as time can take me

Adieu false heart now we must part
May the joys of the world go with you
I love you long with a faithful heart
But never anymore can I believe you

Ann Savoy- lead 
Linda Ronstadt- harmony
Dirk Powell- fretless banjo
Sam Broussard- acoustic guitar
Stuart Duncan- fiddle
David Schnaufer- bowed dulcimer
Byron House- upright bass

I Can't Get Over You

written by Julie Miller
© 29 Cove Road Music/ Bug Music (BMI)


I've been trying for a long long time
But no matter what I do
When I turn to leave 
My heart stays behind
'Cause I can't get over you

I keep moving on, running hard and fast
But everywhere that I run to
I'm just standing still living in the past
'Cause I can't get over you

If memories were like the leaves that fall
The wind would have carried them from my mind
The seasons pass but they never change
A broken heart can't keep time

I've watched as colors faded in the sun
The colors of my love stay true
I've been letting go now
I'm not holding on
I just can't get over you
I just can't get over you

Linda Ronstadt- lead
Ann Savoy- harmony
Buddy Miller- acoustic guitar
Andrea Zonn- viola
Tim Lauer- accordion
Byron House- upright bass

Marie Mouri

written by David L. Greely
© Give and Go Music (BMI)


Chère 'tit zozo quoi t'apré fé?
T'apré sauter, t'apré chanter
To pas connais n'a p'us Marie
Marie mouri, Marie mouri

'Tit z-herbe tout vert, 'tit z-herbe tout moux
Faut p'us to fais un lit pou nous
To pas connais n'a p'us Marie
Marie mouri, Marie mouri

Quand jou vini n'a p'u soleil
Quand nuit vini n'a pas sommeil
Quand monde content mo p'us ca ri
Marie mouri, Marie mouri

Dear little bird, what are you doing>
You are jumping, you are singing
Didn't you know Marie is no longer here
Marie is dead, Marie is dead

Little green grass, little soft grass
You no longer need to make a bed for us
Didn't you know Marie is no longer here
Marie is dead, Marie is dead

When the day comes the sun is no longer there
When night comes there is no sleep for me
When people are happy I can no longer laugh
Marie is dead, Marie is dead

Ann Savoy- lead
Linda Ronstadt- harmony
Kevin Wimmer- fiddle
Joel Savoy- acoustic guitar
Chas Justus- acoustic guitar
Eric Frey- upright bass

King of Bohemia

written by Richard Thompson
© Beeswing Music (BMI)
   

Let me rock you in my arms
I'll hold you safe and small
A refugee from the Seraphim
With your rich girl rags and all

Did your dreams die young
Were they too hard won
Did you reach too high and fall
And there is no rest
For the ones God blessed
And he blessed you best of all

Your eyes seem from a different face
They've seen that much that soon
Your cheeks too cold, too pale to shine
Like an old and waning moon

And there is no peace
No true release
No secret place to crawl
And there is no rest
For the ones God blessed
And he blessed you best of all

If tears unshed could heal your heart
If words unsaid could sway
Watch atch you melt into the night
With adieu and rue the day

Did your dreams die young
Were they too hard won
Did you reach too high and fall
And there is no rest
For the ones God blessed
And he blessed you best of all

Linda Ronstadt- lead and harmony
Sam Broussard- acoustic guitar
Dirk Powell- upright bass
Andrea Zonn- violin
Kristin Wilkinson- viola
John Catchings- cello
Strings arranged by Kristin Wilkinson

Plus tu Tournes

written by Michael Hindenoch
Copyright Control


Tournes tournes Bebe Creole
Le plus tu tourne le plus moi t'aimes
Tourne tourne Bebe Creole
Le plus tu tournes le plus moi t'aimes

Chantes chantes bébé Creole
L'plus tu chantes le plus mon je t'aime
Chante chante bébé Creole
L'plus tu chantes le plus mon je t'aime

Danses danses bebe Creole
Le plus tu danses le plus moi j't'aime
Danses danses bebe Creole
Le plus tu danses le plus moi j't'aime

Tournes tournes tournes tournes
Danses danses jolie bebe
Le plus tu danses le plus mo t'aimes

Ann Savoy- lead, acoustic guitar
Linda Ronstadt- harmony
Joel Savoy- lead guitar
Chas Justus- acoustic guitar
Kevin Wimmer- fiddle
Christine Balfa- triangle
Eric Frey- upright bass

Go Away From My Window

written by John Jacob Niles
© G. Schirmer, Inc. (ASCAP)


Go away from my window
Go away from my door
Go away from my bedside
And bother me no more
And bother me no more


I'll go and tell my brothers
I'll tell my sister too
The reason why my heart is broke
Is on account of you
Is on account of you

I'll give you back your letters
I'll give you back your ring
But I'll never forget my own true love
As long as songbirds sing
As long as songbirds sing

Go away from my window
Go away from my door
Go away way way from my beside
And bother me no more
And bother me no more

Linda Ronstadt- lead
Ann Savoy- harmony
Sam Broussard- acoustic guitar
Sam Bush- mandolin
Andrea Zonn- violin
Kristin Wilkinson- viola
John Catchings- cello
Byron House- upright bass
Strings arranged by Kristin Wilkinson

Burns' Supper

written by Richard Thompson
© Beeswing Music (BMI)


Oh you speak the words 
Locked in my breast
But it's late for me
Let an old man rest
One more black and tan on the barricade
To keep me safe from loving


Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
To the cold flame of the Northern Lights
Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
And I see you still in the shuttered night

What a newfound friend is honesty
To see ourselves as others see
To see the shy boy inside the man
Is that all I am, just starved of loving?

Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
To the cold flame of the Northern Lights
Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
And I see you still in the shuttered night

Ann Savoy- lead
Linda Ronstadt- harmony
Sam Broussard- acoustic guitar
Dirk Powell- accordion
Sam Bush- mandolin
Andrea Zonn- violin
Kristin Wilkinson- viola
John Catchings- cello
Byron House- upright bass
Strings arranged by Kristin Wilkinson

The One I Love is Gone

written by Bill Monroe
Copyright Control

I don't know I don't know
Where I'll go or what I'll do
It makes no difference what I do without you

'Cause I love you my darling
But I'll try to let you be
Goodbye it's the last you'll hear of me

Well I found a bluebird
High on a mountainside
And that little bird it sings little songs

So I'll sigh, I'll cry
I'll even want to die
For the one I love is gone

Well I don't know I don't know
Where I'll go or what I'll do
It makes no difference what I do without you

'Cause I love you my darling
But I'll try to let you be
Goodbye it's the last you'll hear of me
Goodbye it's the last you'll hear of me

Ann Savoy- lead
Linda Ronstadt- harmony
Joel Savoy- acoustic guitar and fiddle
Chas Justus- acoustic guitar
Kevin Wimmer- fiddle
Eric Frey- upright bass
Dirk Powell- accordion

Interlude

(instrumental)

David Schnaufer- bowed dulcimer

Rattle My Cage

written by Chas Justus
© Bluebird Press Music
       administered by Bug Music


Won't you rattle my cage little birdie
Won't you come to me and sing your happy song
Make me feel I'm not trapped forever
Make these winter days seem not so long
 
Won't you rattle my cage little birdie
Won't you come to my window if you can
You're the only one seems could ever free me
You're the only one that seems to understand

That nothing in this world seems to please me
No reason to even ask me why
And if you see me looking like I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming that I'm strong enough to fly

All the leaves on the trees they are falling
I can feel the seasons growing cold
Outside another day is calling
Outside another day unfolds

Still nothing in this world seems to please me
No reason to even ask me why
And if you see me looking like I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming that I'm strong enough to fly

Linda Ronstadt- lead
Ann Savoy- harmony
Dirk Powell- fretless banjo
Stuart Duncan- fiddle
Sam Bush- mandolin
David Schnaufer- dulcimer
Byron House- upright bass

Parlez-moi D'amour

written by Jean Bernard Neuburger
© Southern Music Publishing, Inc. (ASCAP)

Parlez moi d'amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n'est pas las de l'entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime

Vous savez bien
Que dans le fond je n'en crois rien
Mais cependant je veux encore
Ecouter ce mot que j'adore
Votre voix aux sons caressants
Qui la murmure en fremissant
Me berce de sa belle histoire
Et malgre moi je veux y croire

Parlez moi d'amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n'est pas las de l'entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime

Parlez moi d'amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n'est pas las de l'entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime

Parlez moi d'amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n'est pas las de l'entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime

Il est si doux
Mon cher tresor d'etre un peu fou
La vie est parfois trop amere
Si l'on ne croit pas aux chimeres
Le chagrin est vite apaise
Et se console d'un baiser
Du Coeur on guerit la blessure
Par un serment qui la rassure

Parlez moi d'amour
Redites-moi des choses tenders
Votre beau discours
Mon coeur n'est pas las de l'entendre
Pourvu que toujours
Vous repetiez ces mots supremes
Je vous aime

Speak to me of love
Tell me those tender things again
Your beautiful speech
My heart is not tired of hearing it
Provided that you will always
Repeat these supreme words
I love you

You know well that underneath it all
I don't believe any of it
But meanwhile I want to still hear those words
That I adore
Your voice with its caressing sounds
That murmurs in trembling
Rocks me with its beautiful story
And in spite of myself I want to believe it

It is so sweet, my dear treasure, to be a little crazy
Life is sometimes too bitter
If we don't believe in little fancies
Sorrow is quickly quieted
And consoled from a kiss
From the heart
Wounds are healed by reassuring words

Ann Savoy- lead, acoustic guitar
Linda Ronstadt- harmony
Andrea Zonn- violins
Chas Justus- acoustic guitar
Eric Frey- upright bass

Too Old to Die Young

written by Kevin Welch, Scott Dooley, John Hadley
© Sony/ATV Tree Publishing (BMI)
       Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing (ASCAP)


If life is like a candle bright
Then death must be the wind
You can close your window tight
And it still comes blowing in


So I will climb the highest hill
And watch the rising sun
And pray that I won't feel the chill
'Til I'm too old to die young

Let me watch my children grow
To see what they become
Lord don't let that cold wind blow
'Til I'm too old to die young


I have had some real good friends
I thought would never die
But all I've got that's left of them
Are these teardrops in my eye


Let me watch my children grow
To see what they become
Lord don't let that cold wind blow
'Til I'm too old to die young
Lord don't let that cold wind blow
'Til I'm too old to die young

Ann Savoy- lead
Linda Ronstadt- harmony and lead on third verse
Bryan Sutton- acoustic guitar
David Schnaufer- dulcimer and bowed dulcimer
Stuart Duncan- fiddle
Byron House- upright bass

Interlude

(instrumental)

David Schnaufer- dulcimer

Walk Away Renee

written by Bob Calilli, Mike Brown, Tony Sansone
© Alley Music Corp & Trio Music Co., Inc. (BMI)

And when I see the sign that points one way
The lot we used to pass by every day

Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame

From deep inside the tears I forced to cry
From deep inside the pain I chose to hide

Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
For me it cries

Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
For me it cries

Your name and mine inside a heart upon a wall
Still find a way to haunt me
Though they're so small

Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame

Linda Ronstadt- lead and harmony
Ann- lead on choruses and third verse
Sam Broussard- acoustic guitar
Andrea Zonn- violin
Kristin Wilkinson- viola
John Catchings- cello
Byron House- upright bass
Strings arranged by Kristin Wilkinson

Closing

(instrumental)

Dirk Powell- fretless banjo
Andrea Zonn- resophonic viola