<3 " "Pig in a Pen" (Traditional) -- 0:00 "Midnight Moonlight" (Peter Rowan) -- 2:51 "Old and in the Way" (David Grisman) -- 9:03 "Knockin' on Your Door" (trad.) -- 12:08 "The Hobo Song" (Jack Bonus) -- 15:46 "Panama Red" (Rowan) -- 20:58 "Wild Horses" (Mick Jagger, Keith Richards) -- 23:51 "Kissimmee Kid" (Vassar Clements) -- 28:11 "Land of the Navajo" (Rowan) -- 31:42
Credits
Old and in the Way Vassar Clements -- fiddle/ Jerry Garcia -- banjo, vocals/ David Grisman -- mandolin, vocals/ John Kahn -- acoustic bass/ Peter Rowan -- guitar, vocals/
Production Recording engineers -- Owsley Stanley, Vickie Babcock/ Producer, mixing -- David Grisman/ Editing -- David Grisman, Owsley Stanley/ Sleeve illustration -- Greg Irons/ Sleeve layout -- Raymond Simone/
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jerry Garcia

Arlo at UCLA June 1993. This is a clip from The Troubadours of Folk.
This song is on his "Amigo" CD.

Alison Kraus Gillian Welch- I'll fly away

Ooh death
Whooooah death
Won't you spare me over 'til a another year?
Well what is this that I cant see
With ice cold hands taking hold of me
Well I am death none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
Whoa death someone would pray
Could you wait to call me another day
The children prayed the preacher preached
Time and mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet so you can't walk
I'll lock your jaw so you can't talk
I'll close your eyes so you cant see
This very hour come and go with me
Death I come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
To drop the flesh up off the frame
Dirt and worm both have a claim
Ooh death
Whooooah death
Won't you spare me over 'til a another year?
My mother came to my bed
Placed a cold towel up on my head
My head is warm my feet are cold
Death is moving upon my soul
Oh death how you treating me
You closed my eyes so I can't see
Well you hurting my body you make cold
You run my life right out of my soul
Oh death please consider my age
Please don't take me at this stage
My wealth is all at your command
If you will move your icy hands
Oh the young, the rich, or poor
How will like me no (?)
No wealth no land no silver or gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
Ooh death
Whooooah death
Won't you spare me over 'til a another year?
Won't you spare me over 'til a another year?
Won't you spare me over 'til a another year?