Say your prayers, little one Don't forget, my son To include every one I tucked you in, warm within Keep you free from sin 'Til the sandman he comes, ah Sleep with one eye open Grippin' your pillow tight Exit light, sing it (Enter night) Take my hand Off to Never, Neverland, a-ha Something's wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they aren't of Snow White Dreams of war, dreams of liars Dreams of dragon's fire And of things that will bite, yeah Sleep with one eye open Grippin' your pillow tight Exit light, come on (Enter night) Take my hand Ooh, off to Never, Neverland Never, Neverland Now I lay me down to sleep (now I lay me down to sleep) Pray the Lord my soul to keep (pray the Lord my soul to keep) If I die before I wake (if I die before I wake) Pray the Lord my soul to take Hush, little baby, don't say a word And never mind that noise you heard, ooh It's just the beasts under your bed In your closet, in your head Exit light, San Francisco (Enter night) Grain of sand Exit light Enter night Take my hand Off to Never, Neverland Hahahahahaha Boom Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, hahahaha (We're off to Never, Neverland) Take my hand (We're off to Never, Neverland) Take my hand (We're off to Never, Neverland) Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Oh-oh-oh-oh Off to Never, Neverland Thank you We love you, thank you so much San Francisco Symphony Edwin Outwater Michael Tilson Thomas Once again, I just want to say it's unbelievable To see all the flags in here Thank you so much And what an amazing thing to know That music really is a global thing And that can bring people together From all different parts of this incredible planet Thank you, everybody for travelling to San Francisco And sharing this special weekend with us We love each and every single one of you Thank you so much

Say your prayers, little one Don't forget, my son To include every one I tucked you in, warm within Keep you free from sin 'Til the sandman he comes, ah Sleep with one eye open Grippin' your pillow tight Exit light, sing it (Enter night) Take my hand Off to Never, Neverland, a-ha Something's wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they aren't of Snow White Dreams of war, dreams of liars Dreams of dragon's fire And of things that will bite, yeah Sleep with one eye open Grippin' your pillow tight Exit light, come on (Enter night) Take my hand Ooh, off to Never, Neverland Never, Neverland Now I lay me down to sleep (now I lay me down to sleep) Pray the Lord my soul to keep (pray the Lord my soul to keep) If I die before I wake (if I die before I wake) Pray the Lord my soul to take Hush, little baby, don't say a word And never mind that noise you heard, ooh It's just the beasts under your bed In your closet, in your head Exit light, San Francisco (Enter night) Grain of sand Exit light Enter night Take my hand Off to Never, Neverland Hahahahahaha Boom Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, hahahaha (We're off to Never, Neverland) Take my hand (We're off to Never, Neverland) Take my hand (We're off to Never, Neverland) Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Oh-oh-oh-oh Off to Never, Neverland Thank you We love you, thank you so much San Francisco Symphony Edwin Outwater Michael Tilson Thomas Once again, I just want to say it's unbelievable To see all the flags in here Thank you so much And what an amazing thing to know That music really is a global thing And that can bring people together From all different parts of this incredible planet Thank you, everybody for travelling to San Francisco And sharing this special weekend with us We love each and every single one of you Thank you so much

City Sidewalks Busy Sidewalks Dressed in Holiday Style In the Air There's a Feeling of Christmas Children Laughing People Passing Meeting Smile After Smile And On Every Street Corner You'll Hear Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Soon It Will Be Christmas Day

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white (I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know) Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...

Boone had a colt and a frying pan A quarter horse, American Half a heart, fully a man And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan Boone stole nickels and Boone stole dimes To fill the hole and mask his pride Though his mother said that the way of life Was ever better in a poor man's mind But Boone found that he had no peace Licking the dirt and kicking the streets Till he gambled a cent and came back with three Bad bad Boone became a thief No good could be found in Boone No Robin Hood and no whistled tune To the guilt of God he was immune As that cursed greed just grew and grew He had no wife, no boundary line No cowboy code or moral sight No child that he wouldn't fight No widow safe from the cheatin' lies What hurt another, ain't hurt him He'd do anything for a pretty little gem A coin in the bank, worth a whole damn limb Cash ever flowing, spirit so grim Rich in pocket, poor in love His soul went down and the money went up He died before he could fill his cup And what a pointless life that was Ain't no money gonna bring Boone back From dust he came and that's what lasts Good ol' dirt, we all shall pass The rich the poor, both withered grass Here lays Boone, so fully man Forgotten on his piece of land And buried with his frying pan And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan