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Keys and Percussion: H. Rhodes

Guitar and Additional Keys: Kevin Bartlett

Bagpipe: Andy Wyman

Snare Drum: Mark Foster



he'll call me when he's back in town

this I know

he'll call me when he's coming around this circle again

i can feel no shame in his discretion

cause i think he's always seen

how deeply he'd affect me



he came in like a lion on the hunt

a vibrant man

when he'd had enough, he snuck out like a little lamb

and they have said he could have been so much more

but fame was not what this old boy had come here for

he did arrive very well equipped

with gifts of mind and hand

and the knowledge that life thrives

in every grain of sand

he'd paint his dream, he'd paint his sea

he'd always make them laugh

he would have died a million deaths on my behalf



it's a case of perfect hindsight

maybe we can try again

i did love you more than you knew

now we see our history



he'll call me when he's back in town

surely

he'll call me when he's coming 'round the circle again

i can feel no shame in his discretion

'cause i think he's always seen how deeply he'd affect me



it's a case of perfect hindsight

maybe we can try again

i did love you more than you knew

now we see our history



he quietly slipped out of town

when the doctor was turned around

when they finally found him out

it didn't make the news

for seventeen hours he moved vern out

piece by piece

by six a.m. he'd broken his lease



he'll call me when he's back in town

surely

he'll call me when he's guided 'round that circle again

i can feel no shame in his discretion

'cause i think he's always seen

how deeply he'd affect me



he'll call me when he's back in town

oh this i know

he'll call me when he's guided 'round that circle again

i can feel no shame in his discretion

'cause i think he's always seen

how deeply he'd affect me