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The Complete Weekend on the Rocks
Disc 1
01. Everyday
02. Time of the Season
03. Say Goodbye
04. Dreamgirl
05. Louisiana Bayou
06. The Stone
07. Stolen Away on 55th & 3rd
08. Bartender
Disc 2
01. What Would You Say
02. Everybody Wake Up
03. American Baby
04. Dancing Nancies
05. Warehouse
06. So Much to Say
07. Too Much
08. Old Dirt Hill
09. Ants Marching
Disc 3
01. Seek Up
02. One Sweet World
03. Don't Drink the Water
04. Hunger for the Great Light
05. Rhyme & Reason
06. #34
07. Smooth Rider
08. Jimi Thing
Disc 4
01. Blackbird
02. Steady as We Go
03. Hello Again
04. Crash Into Me
05. Louisiana Bayou
06. The Best of What's Around
07. American Baby
08. Tripping Billies
09. Where Are You Going
10. Two Step
Disc 5
01. Don't Burn the Pig
02. You Never Know
03. Stand Up
04. Grey Street
05. When the World Ends
06. Dreamgirl
07. Lie in Our Graves
08. Lover Lay Down
09. What You Are
Disc 6
01. Out of My Hands
02. #41
03. Granny
04. Halloween
05. Butterfly
06. Crush
07. Pantala Naga Pampa
08. Rapunzel
09. Louisiana Bayou
10. All Along the Watchtower
Disc 7
01. Recently
02. Drive In Drive Out
03. Typical Situation
04. Everyday
05. Everybody Wake Up
06. Old Dirt Hill
07. Hunger for the Great Light
08. American Baby
09. Dreamgirl
Disc 8
01. Jimi Thing
02. Exodus
03. Louisiana Bayou
04. Smooth Rider
05. Too Much
I say my hell is the closet, I'm stuck inside
Can't see the light
And my heaven is a nice house in the sky
Got central heating and I'm alright
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Can't see the light
Keep it locked up inside
Don't talk about it
T-t-talk about the weather
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Can't see the light
Open up my head and let me out, a-little baby
'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time
Treading, trotting trails for a long, long time

I say my hell is the closet, I'm stuck inside
Can't see the light
And my heaven is a nice house in the sky
Got central heating and I'm alright

'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time
Treading, trotting trails for a long, long time
Time, time, time, time, time, time

I find sometimes it's easy to be myself
Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else

I see you, young and soft, oh, little baby
Little feet (little hands), a-little feet (little feet), a-little baby
One year of crying and the words creep up inside
Deep into your mind, yeah

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say

'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time
Treading, trotting trails for a long, long time
Time, time, time, time, time, time

I find sometimes it's easy to be myself
Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say

Open up my head and let me out, little baby