And So It Goes (versão de 1994)

Well I've been around this world and I'll tell you

some things

There ain't no free lunches, you gotta watch for the

strings

You stand up for your rights and then you try to hold

your ground

But only Lady Luck determines if you're up or you're

down

Oh faith in my friend and faith in my brother

And faith in my life, I don't know no other

You try to stay happy, you try to stay sane

You get a little pleasure and you get a little pain

You grab the brass ring, you know you've gotta try

You keep right on a-grabbing until the day you die

Life's a big gamble, you have to work on yet

It's a big card shuffle, you gave what you could get

You get your joy, you get to have your blows,

And where she stops, nobody knows

And so it goes...and so it goes...

I could tell you scary stories; I could tell you some

lies

It'll take much more than that for me to open your

eyes

So go anywhere you want to; do whatever you choose

And only Lady Luck determines if you win or you

lose...

Oh faith in my friend and faith in my brother

And faith in my life, I don't know no other

You try to stay happy, you try to stay sane

You get a little pleasure and you get a little pain

You grab the brass ring, you know you've gotta try

You keep right on a-grabbing until the day you die

Life's a big gamble, you have to work on yet

It's a big card shuffle, you gave what you could get

You get your joy, you get to have your blows,

And where she stops, nobody knows

And so it goes...and so it goes...

(Spoken)

"Do you know what I love about having this

microphone in front of my face where I've got this

groove going on behind me all solid and smooth? Well,

I'll tell you. Through the miracle of rock and roll, I

can say absolutely anything, anything at all that will

make some kind of sense in some poetic way to

somebody, somehow, somewhere. Observe closely...Hark!

What light through yon window breaks? Kids who live in

glass houses should learn to draw rakes. Them that

takes cakes that the Parsee man bakes makes dreadful

mistakes. And those that think we can't do Chicago are

big lousy fakes."

"I don't have to explain it; I just gotta make it

up...oh, I guess I should play now."

"How is everybody feeling? You know, we're

feeling so good, we're gonna hit it for you one time

(1 hit). Ho! Ho! Ho! Ha! Eh! We feel so good, we're

gonna hit it for you seven times (7 hits). This isn't

something you get every day, this is interdimensional,

cross-rip timekeeping. Okay...this has never been done

before...we're gonna hit it for you 13 times in honor

of Friday the 13th. (13 hits) That felt pretty good!

You know, I'm afraid we're going to have to hit it for

you 67 times. (67

hits)"

"Okay...all right now...you guys have been such a

wonderful audience...we'd be terribly remiss if we

didn't teach you a little something...the incredible

masculine and feminine dance of awesome and articulate

power...the dance that wowed them in Nigeria in the

early 1800's...a dance that wowed them in the beaches

of the USA in 1965...that's right, I'm talking about

the one, the only, Wobbling Surfer. Now, in order to

demonstrate this dance of incredible awesome power,

you need a lot of people; you need a line, as a matter

of fact. This has been a dance that has been banned

from most line-dancing establishments, most of your

country/western line-dancing establishments have not

had this dance in their bar because it causes nudity

and profane language. But to demonstrate this dance,

we're going to use the world famous Blues Traveler

Stage Crew. Stage Crew, please report, in uniform!

Ladies and gentlemen, the virile and masculine, Blues

Traveler Stage Crew...this one particularly

scary-looking. All right...now wh

at you've got to do is you gotta stand

sideways...picture yourself on a surfboard...knees

slightly bent...arms out at a comfortable distance

from the rest of your body, while your torso remains

attached to your head, using the eyebrows to support

the lower lumbar signal angle of your forehead, try

and imagine yourself on a surfboard, and you're deep,

deep, deep in the Mediterranean Ocean, and there's

Libyan terrorists on the left of you, sharks on the

right of you, and you have to wobble, wobble, wobble

your way to a safer, trimmer you. Now I'd like to

point out that several doctors had to operate on my

leg to make it safe for me to do the Wobbling Surfer.

But never before has this been attempted...this jump

could very well kill all the people onstage - we don't

know because there's petroleum-based alloys in my leg

that could possibly explode into a ball of fire! But

we're going to try it for you this one time; we're

going to try it for you now, we're gonna do it, and we

don't know how - Ladies and Gentlemen,

the Wobbling Surfer, for you, presented for your

viewing pleasure...1, 2, 1, 2, 3, surf! Go for the

jump!"

Oh faith in my friend and faith in my brother

And faith in my life, I don't know no other

You try to stay happy, you try to stay sane

You get a little pleasure and you get a little pain

You grab the brass ring, you know you've gotta try

You keep right on a-grabbing until the day you die

Life's a big gamble, you have to work on yet

It's a big card shuffle, you gave what you could get

You get your joy, you get to have your blows,

And where she stops, nobody knows

And so it goes...and so it goes...

"If only my Aunt Sylvia could see me now..."