announcer: "Live from The Old Steeple" presents the John Jorgenson Bluegrass Band.

♪ Ooh, midnight flyer.

♪ Paid my dues, and I feel like traveling on.

♪ ♪ Yes, I paid my dues, and I feel like traveling on, ♪ ♪ traveling on.

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♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [audience applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Listen to that beautiful sound, ♪ ♪ never gone, but coming back around.

♪ ♪ Can't you see what this music's done for me?

♪ ♪ Hee, hee.

♪ Oh, listen to that beautiful sound.

♪ ♪ Riding on the airwaves, coming through your radio, ♪ ♪ it leaves you so high when you're spirit's low.

♪ ♪ Oh, I do believe it's true, ♪ ♪ hoping to receive.

♪ Listen to that beautiful sound, ♪ ♪ never gone, but coming back around.

♪ ♪ Can't you see what this music's done for me?

♪ ♪ Hee, hee.

♪ Oh, listen to that beautiful sound.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Coming from the church ♪ and sometimes underground, ♪ wraps around your soul ♪ and brings your heart around.

♪ ♪ When it washes over me, ♪ grace in perfect harmony.

♪ Listen to that beautiful sound, ♪ ♪ never gone, but coming back around.

♪ ♪ Can't you see what this music's done for me?

♪ ♪ Hee, hee.

♪ Oh, listen to that beautiful sound.

♪♪ [audience applauding] John Jorgenson: Thank you.

Thank you so much.

It's great to be back.

This is a fantastic venue.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Coming from the cold, you must be cold.

♪ ♪ Threadbare against a freezing wind, ♪ ♪ it's a short time getting old.

♪ ♪ Come, sit down, tell me where you've been.

♪ ♪ Rest your soul beside the fire ♪ ♪ till it's time to go again.

♪ Take me back ♪ one more time ♪ where the railroad tracks ♪ meet the kudzu vine, ♪ wandering boy.

♪ The blood that's flowing through you flows through me.

♪ ♪ When I look in any mirror, it's your face that I see.

♪ ♪ You're my only brother.

♪ I'm your twin.

♪ And you've come home to rest awhile ♪ ♪ and shed your dying skin.

♪ Ease your mind.

♪ Have no fear.

♪ When it comes your time, ♪ I'll be here, ♪ wandering boy.

♪ We were two Houston kids selling Mason jar lids ♪ ♪ with our pop bottles hid by the bayou's bend ♪ ♪ in the wild East End.

♪ Welcome back again, wandering boy.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ I used to cast my judgment like a net ♪ ♪ of those California gay boys deserve just what they get, ♪ ♪ but little did I know there'd come a day ♪ ♪ when my words would come back screaming ♪ ♪ like a debt I'd have to pay.

♪ Lean on me.

♪ I'll be strong.

♪ We're almost free.

♪ It won't be long, ♪ wandering boy.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [audience applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪ Old train, I can hear your whistle blow, ♪ ♪ but I won't be jumping on again.

♪ ♪ Old train, I've been everywhere you go, ♪ ♪ and I know what lies beyond each bend.

♪ ♪ Old train, each time you pass you're older than the last, ♪ ♪ and it seems I'm too old for running.

♪ ♪ I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails.

♪ ♪ They cry with every mile, so I think I'll stay awhile.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Old train, I grow weary from the miles, ♪ ♪ but I'll miss the freedom that was mine.

♪ ♪ Old train, just to think about those times, ♪ ♪ I'll smile when you're high-balling by.

♪ ♪ Old train, each time you pass you're older than the last, ♪ ♪ and it seems I'm too old for running.

♪ ♪ I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails.

♪ ♪ They cry with every mile, so I think I'll stay awhile.

♪ ♪♪♪ Herb Pederson: There you go.

[audience applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Wait a minute.

♪ Did I hear you say you're going far away again?

♪ ♪ Try to change it.

♪ I can't take the lonely nights without your love.

♪ ♪ Out doing the road, get the music done and move along.

♪ ♪ What good does it do play your songs for her ♪ ♪ and hear her say?

♪ Wait a minute.

♪ Did I hear you say you're going far away again?

♪ ♪ Try to change it.

♪ I can't take the lonely nights without your love.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Rolling along.

♪ Life's been good to you, but even so she comes to you.

♪ ♪ Late at night's the time you hear once again.

♪ ♪ Wait a minute.

♪ Did I hear you say you're going far away again?

♪ ♪ Try to change it.

♪ I can't take the lonely nights without your love.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Waiting for you 30 days and nights without a rest.

♪ ♪ I got to hold on 25 to go once again.

♪ ♪ I'll hear you say hey.

♪ Wait a minute.

♪ Did I hear you say you're going far away again?

♪ ♪ Try to change it.

♪ I can't take the lonely nights without your love.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Wait a minute.

♪ Did I hear you say you're going far away again?

♪ ♪ Try to change it.

♪ I can't take the lonely nights without your love.

♪ ♪ Wait a minute.

♪ Did I hear you say you're going far away again?

♪ ♪ Try to change it.

♪ I can't take the lonely nights without your love.

♪ ♪♪♪ John: Herb Pedersen.

♪♪♪ ♪ I loved you all the summer through.

♪ ♪ I thought I'd found my dream in you.

♪ ♪ For me you were the one, but that was yesterday, ♪ ♪ and yesterday's gone.

♪ We walked together hand in hand, ♪ ♪ cross miles and miles of golden sand, ♪ ♪ but now it's over and done ♪ 'cause that was yesterday and yesterday's gone.

♪ ♪ We had such happy times together.

♪ ♪ I can't believe it's gone forever.

♪ ♪ Wait till summer comes again.

♪ ♪ I hope that you'll remember ♪ when our love had just begun, ♪ ♪ but that was yesterday and yesterday is gone.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ We had such happy times together.

♪ ♪ I can't believe it's gone forever.

♪ ♪ Wait till summer comes again.

♪ ♪ I hope that you'll remember when our love had just begun, ♪ ♪ but that was yesterday and yesterday's gone.

♪♪ ♪ That was yesterday and yesterday's gone.

♪♪ [audience applauding] ♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ ♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ ♪ She put him out like the burning end ♪ ♪ of a midnight cigarette.

♪ She broke his heart.

♪ He spent his whole life trying to forget.

♪ ♪ He tried to drink the pain away little at a time, ♪ ♪ but he never could get drunk enough ♪ ♪ to get her off his mind ♪ until the night he put that bottle to his head ♪ ♪ and pulled the trigger, ♪ finally drank away her memory.

♪ ♪ Life is short, but this time it was bigger ♪ ♪ than the strength he had to get up off his knees.

♪ ♪ Found him with his face down in the pillow ♪ ♪ with a note that said, "I'll love her till I die."

♪ ♪ When they laid him down to rest beneath the willow, ♪ ♪ the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.

♪ ♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ ♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ ♪ The rumors flew.

♪ Nobody knew how much she blamed herself.

♪ ♪ For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey ♪ ♪ on her breath.

♪ She tried to drink the pain away little at a time, ♪ ♪ but she never could get drunk enough ♪ ♪ to get him off her mind ♪ until the night she put that bottle to her head ♪ ♪ and pulled the trigger, ♪ finally drank away his memory.

♪ ♪ Life is short, but this time it was bigger ♪ ♪ than the strength she had to get up off her knees.

♪ ♪ They found her with her face down in the pillow ♪ ♪ clinging to his picture for dear life.

♪ ♪ When they laid her next to him beneath the willow, ♪ ♪ all the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.

♪ ♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ La la la la la la la.

♪ ♪ La la la la la la la.

♪♪ [audience applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪ Ooh, midnight flyer.

♪ Engineer, won't you let that whistle moan?

♪ ♪ Ooh, midnight flyer.

♪ Paid my dues and I feel like traveling on.

♪ ♪ A runaway team of wild horses ain't enough to make me stay.

♪ ♪ So throw your rope around another man ♪ ♪ and pull him down your way.

♪ Make him into someone to take the place of me.

♪ ♪ Make him every kind of fool you wanted me to be.

♪ ♪ Ooh, midnight flyer.

♪ Engineer, won't you let that whistle moan?

♪ ♪ Ooh, midnight flyer.

♪ Paid my dues and I feel like traveling on.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Maybe I'll go to Santa Fe, maybe San Antone.

♪ ♪ Any town is where I'm going, anyway to get me gone.

♪ ♪ Don't ever think about me, ♪ never let me cross your mind except when you hear ♪ ♪ that midnight lonesome whistle whine.

♪ ♪ Ooh, midnight flyer.

♪ Engineer, won't you let that whistle moan, yeah?

♪ ♪ Ooh, midnight flyer.

♪ Paid my dues and I feel like traveling on.

♪ ♪ Yes, I paid my dues and I feel like traveling on, ♪ ♪ traveling on.

♪ ♪ traveling on.

♪ [audience applauding] John: Thank you so much.

Thank you.

We'll be right back.

John: This venue is so special.

This is only my second time playing here.

I have vivid memories of the first time I played here.

It has a special vibe, I think, because of Paul, but also because of the building, you know, the fact that it used to be a church.

So people came here to worship and to be in a spiritual mindset.

I think that's still here a little bit for the music.

And to look and see that beautiful stained glass and the high ceiling, it's just fabulous.

I look forward to coming back here many times.

We like to try to bring in songs with some lyrical content, a little bit maybe more lyrical content than some traditional bands do.

We want our songs to make people feel and think and maybe see things from a different perspective.

That's the thing that's really important to us and also to just leave people with a feeling that they've connected with us and maybe connected to the songwriters and to the lyrics and that there will be something that they'll take home and maybe keep for quite a while from the evening.

when all of the elements come together and magical moments happen, it doesn't happen all the time, but my intention for it is to happen every show.

There's so many elements have to be right.

The sound has to be right, all the players have to be in sync, have to be connected with the audience, and the atmosphere has to be right.

And when all those things come together, there's a little bit of a transcendent kind of a thing that happens, and I feel like everyone contributing to that gets to feel that.

You know, it's an elevated feeling.

It's really fabulous.

So that's probably my favorite thing about music, is when you hit those little spots.

You know, it just gives you tingles.

♪♪♪ ♪ Well, I'm sitting all alone in this cold northern city.

♪ ♪ I'm so homesick and I'm looking for a friend.

♪ ♪ Think I'll catch a southern train, ♪ ♪ ride some place pretty.

♪ Take a trip on the L and N. ♪ Well, I'm riding, riding, riding, riding, ♪ ♪ riding high and wide to my home up around the bend.

♪ ♪ I'll soon be drifting back to those hills of Carolina ♪ ♪ when I ride on the L and N. ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Well, I can't afford the fare on that fancy Pullman car, ♪ ♪ but the brakeman on this train ♪ ♪ is my old friend ♪ and he said he'd ring the bell ♪ ♪ just to tell me where we are ♪ ♪ when I'm riding on the L and N. ♪ ♪ Well, I'm riding, riding, riding, riding, ♪ ♪ riding high and wide to my home up around the bend.

♪ ♪ I'll soon be drifting back to those hills of Carolina ♪ ♪ when I ride on the L and N. ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Well, there isn't much to see ♪ ♪ when you're riding on the line, ♪ ♪ just a glimpse of scenery now and then, ♪ ♪ but I swear I smell the pines ♪ ♪ and the mountain laurels bloom ♪ ♪ when I'm riding on the L and N. ♪ ♪ Well, I'm riding, riding, riding, riding, ♪ ♪ riding high and wide to my home up around the bend.

♪ ♪ I'll soon be drifting back to those hills of Carolina ♪ ♪ when I ride on the L and N. ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Well, I'm riding, riding, riding, riding, ♪ ♪ riding high and wide to my home up around the bend.

♪ ♪ I'll soon be drifting back to those hills of Carolina ♪ ♪ when I ride on the L and N, ♪ when I'm riding on the L and N. ♪♪ [audience applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪ When I was a young man, little on the Merrimac, ♪ ♪ washed in the river when the water ran clean, ♪ ♪ I waited for the day I could buy me a Cadillac ♪ ♪ and see a lot of things I never have seen.

♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, boys, I think I'm getting old ♪ ♪ sitting by the fire when the weather gets cold.

♪ ♪ I don't care down around the farm, ♪ ♪ and another little drink won't do us any harm.

♪ ♪ Rear back, talk about your politics, ♪ ♪ fight about religion, and worry about war.

♪ ♪ I'll sit, spitting in the fireplace ♪ ♪ and pour a little cider when your throat gets sore.

♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, boys, I think I'm getting old ♪ ♪ sitting by the fire when the weather gets cold.

♪ ♪ I don't care down around the farm, ♪ ♪ and another little drink won't do us any harm.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, boys, I think I'm getting old ♪ ♪ sitting by the fire when the weather gets cold.

♪ ♪ I don't care down around the farm, ♪ ♪ and another little drink won't do us any harm, ♪ ♪ and another little drink won't do us any harm, ♪ ♪ another little drink won't do us any harm.

♪ ♪♪♪ [audience applauding] John: Thank you.

♪♪♪ ♪ True, he's gone, gone away on another round.

♪ ♪ True, he's gone, gone away on another round.

♪ ♪ All the fools, they, like me, know he'll come round again.

♪ ♪ All the fools, they, like me, know he'll come round again.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Wise men come, lend a hand and they leave again.

♪ ♪ Wise men come, lend a hand and they leave again.

♪ ♪ All the fools, they, like me, know he'll come round again.

♪ ♪ All the fools, they, like me, know he'll come round again.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ It's a land that he worked for some other man.

♪ ♪ It's a land that he worked for some other man.

♪ ♪ All the fools, they, like me, know he'll come round again.

♪ ♪ All the fools, they, like me, know he'll come round again.

♪ Herb: Here's Mr. Mark Fain.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ All the fools, they, like me, know he'll come round again.

♪ ♪ All the fools, they, like me, know he'll come round again, ♪ ♪ he'll come round again, ♪ he'll come round again, he'll come round again.

♪ ♪♪♪ [audience applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [audience applauding] John: Thank you.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ My traveling angels are a little bit weary ♪ ♪ 'cause I've been pushing a little too hard.

♪ ♪ My one and only is a little too lonely.

♪ ♪ I need to give my traveling angels a little time off.

♪ ♪ Just got back home a short time ago, ♪ ♪ greeted with the wagging of a tail, ♪ ♪ but my suitcase half unpacked right there on the ♪ ♪ floor is a tell-tale sign I'm soon back on that trail.

♪ ♪ My traveling angels are a little bit weary ♪ ♪ 'cause I've been pushing a little too hard.

♪ ♪ My one and only is a little too lonely.

♪ ♪ I need to give my traveling angels a little time off.

♪ ♪ Playing around the world is what I've always known ♪ ♪ since I was a boy of 13, ♪ but to have that big old love that waits for me at home, ♪ ♪ oh, it pulls me like a magnet to the steel.

♪ ♪ And my traveling angels are a little bit weary ♪ ♪ 'cause I've been pushing a little too hard.

♪ ♪ My one and only is a little too lonely.

♪ ♪ I need to give my traveling angels a little time off.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ I've got this deal worked out ♪ ♪ that if I give my heart and soul ♪ ♪ to every song I play or that I sing, ♪ ♪ they'll make sure that I get to that venue right on time ♪ ♪ and safely back into the arms of the one that's mine.

♪ ♪ My traveling angels are a little bit weary ♪ ♪ 'cause I've been pushing a little too hard.

♪ ♪ My one and only is a little too lonely.

♪ ♪ I need to give my traveling angels a little time off.

♪ ♪ I need to give my traveling angels a little time off.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [audience applauding] John: Thank you.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ I meant to ask you how to fix that car.

♪ ♪ I always meant to ask you about the war.

♪ ♪ And what you saw across a bridge too far, ♪ ♪ did it leave a scar, and how you navigated ♪ ♪ wings of fire and steel up where heaven had ♪ ♪ no more secrets to conceal ♪ but still you found the ground ♪ ♪ beneath your wheels.

♪ How did it feel?

♪ Bang the drum slowly and play the pipes lowly.

♪ ♪ To dust be returning, from dust we begin.

♪ ♪ Bang the drum slowly, I'll speak of things holy.

♪ ♪ Above and below me, a world without end.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ I meant to ask you how when everything seemed lost ♪ ♪ and your life hung in a game of dice they tossed, ♪ ♪ but still there was a line you'd never cross ♪ ♪ at any cost.

♪ I meant to ask you how you lived what you believed ♪ ♪ with nothing but your heart upon your sleeve ♪ ♪ and if you ever really were deceived ♪ ♪ by the likes of me.

♪ Bang the drum slowly and play the pipes lowly.

♪ ♪ To dust be returning, from dust we begin.

♪ ♪ Bang the drum slowly, I'll speak of things holy.

♪ ♪ Above and below me, a world without end.

♪ ♪ Gone now is the day and gone is the sun.

♪ ♪ There is peace tonight all over Arlington, ♪ ♪ but the songs of my life will still be sung.

♪ ♪ By the light of the moon you hung.

♪ ♪ I meant to ask you how to fix that car.

♪ ♪ I meant to bring you water from the well ♪ ♪ and to be the one beside you when you fell.

♪ ♪ Could you tell?

♪ Could you tell?

♪ ♪ Bang the drum slowly and play the pipes lowly.

♪ ♪ To dust be returning, from dust we begin.

♪ ♪ Bang the drum slowly, I'll speak of things holy.

♪ ♪ Above and below me, a world without end.

♪ ♪ Above and below me, a world without end.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [audience applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Darling, I have come to tell you ♪ ♪ though it almost breaks my heart, ♪ ♪ but before the morning, darling, ♪ ♪ we'll be many miles apart.

♪ Don't this road look rough and rocky?

♪ ♪ Don't that sea look wide and deep?

♪ ♪ Don't my baby look the sweetest ♪ ♪ when she's in my arms asleep?

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Can't you hear the night birds crying ♪ ♪ far across the deep blue sea?

♪ ♪ While of others you are thinking, ♪ ♪ won't you sometimes think of me?

♪ ♪ Don't this road look rough and rocky?

♪ ♪ Don't that sea look wide and deep?

♪ ♪ Don't my baby look the sweetest ♪ ♪ when she's in my arms asleep?

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ One more kiss before I leave you.

♪ ♪ One more kiss before we part.

♪ ♪ You have caused me lots of trouble.

♪ ♪ Darling, you have broke my heart.

♪ ♪ Don't this road look rough and rocky?

♪ ♪ Don't that sea look wide and deep?

♪ ♪ Don't my baby look the sweetest ♪ ♪ when she's in my arms asleep, ♪ ♪ when she's in my arms ♪ asleep?

Herb: Goodnight, everybody.

[audience applauding] John: Thank you so much.

[audience applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [audience applauding] announcer: "Live from The Old Steeple" is made possible by the Victorian Village of Ferndale, California.

Small-town charm, historic architecture, and natural beauty located near the giant redwoods.

Explore the Lost Coast or relax in Ferndale's quaint lodging.

Ferndale, home of the Old Steeple and the heart of the redwoods.

announcer: Humboldt County, California, home to the tallest trees on earth, is the perfect playground for exciting outdoor adventures for all ages.

Come and experience our natural beauty, ancient forests, and breathtaking vistas.

announcer: Fortuna is known as the friendly city within the Redwood Forest.

Close to the Avenue of the Giants, the Victorian Village of Ferndale, the Lost Coast, and Eureka, Fortuna is your home base for getaway adventures.

Learn more at VisitHumboldt.com.