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The fields, the fields Are always wet with rain After a summer shower When I saw you standing You were standing in the garden In the garden all misty wet with rain Misty wet with rain You wiped the teardrops From your eyes in sorrow And we watched the petals Fall down to the ground And I sat beside you I felt this great sadness that day, yeah When we were standing in the garden And then, and then, one day You came back home You were a creature all in rapture, yeah (yeah) You had a key to your soul And you did open that day When you came back to the garden Yeah, the olden summer breeze Was blowin' on your face Yeah, an' the light was shinin' On your countenance divine You were a violet colour As you sat beside your father and your mother In the garden Summer breeze was blowin' on your face-a In the silence you treasure your summery words Shiver from my neck down to my spine Ignited me in daylight and nature In the garden Yeah, you fell, you fell, you fell You fell, you fell into a trance Vision became so fine Yeah, we heard the bells Within the church, we loved so much, yeah It went like this: (Vibes plays - 8 notes like bells) As I touched your cheeks so lightly Feel like you were born again An' again, an' again, an' again, an' again And we felt the presence Of the youth of a thousand summers In the garden (Instrumental & piano solo) Van: 'One more time for Jonn Savannah' (applause) Oh, mornin', mornin' Mornin', mornin' One morning in May Here on my mountain You're gonna stay&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&;&; Come and go with me To the Allegheny I wanna buy you a horse For you to ride I'll ride 'long by your side To the Allegheny (Instrumental & Harmonica) (mumbled) I'm suppose to get a lawyer Hey! That's all I have to say, yeah Let him take his own wife To the Allegheny (short harmonica - Van) Sam Cooke is on the radio And the night is filled with space Let's get Brian back out here (applause) And your fingertips touch my face I'm Real Real Gone Sam Cooke is on the radio Yeah an' the night is filled with space, yeah And your fingertips are touchin' my face Singin, 'darlin' you send me You send me, you send me, you send me) (Oh, darlin' you send me) Brian: Darlin', you-ooo-ooo send me Oh, darlin' you-ooo-ooo send me Oh, darlin' you-ooo-ooo send me Honest ya do (honest you do) Ya know ya did (honest you do) Ya know ya do Darlin' you-ooo-ooo thrill me I know you-ooo-ooo, ya thrill me Oh, darlin' you-ooo, ah ya thrill me Honest you do (honest you do) Honest you do (honest you do) Van: No Guru, No Method, No Teacher You and I in nature And the Father, the son and the holy ghost Standin' 'round the garden All misty wet with rain (Wet with rain, wet with rain, wet with ra-a-ain) No Guru, No Method, No Teacher You and I and nature And the Father, the son and the holy ghost Standin' in the garden In the garden all misty wet with rain (Wet with rain, wet with rain, wet with ra-a-ain) No Guru, No Method, No Teacher No Guru, No Method, No Teacher No Guru, No Method, No Teacher No Guru, No Method, No Teacher No Guru, No Method, No Teacher No Guru, No Method, No Teacher Sing one more time One more time, again No Guru, No Method, No Teacher No Guru, No Method, No Teacher No Guru, No Method, No Teacher Bring it in verse Announcer: 'Van Morrison' No Guru, No Method, No Teacher 'Van Morrison' No Guru, No Method, No Teacher No Guru No Guru, No Method, No Teacher Announcer: 'That's Van Morrison, ladies and gentlemen' No Guru, No Method, No Teacher (No Guru) No Guru, (no) No Method (no) No Teacher No Guru, No Method, No Teacher Announcer: 'Did ye get healed, tonight?' Audience: Yes! (Instrumental & chorus continue through to end) Repeats: I can't hear you, I wanna know Did you get healed, tonight? Audience: Yes! (No Guru, Van's Method Healer) 'That's Van Morrison!' Mr. Geogie Fame Miss Candy Dulfer Mr. Brian Kennedy Mr. James 'Blues Brown' Hunter Mr. Jimmy Witherspoon And Mr. Junior Wells And how 'bout this band, huh? Are they hot or what? Yeah! Woo! Yeah! God Bless You!