male announcer: "Live from The Old Steeple" presents Shawn Colvin, Marc Cohn, and Sarah Jarosz.

♪ I wanna rock your gypsy soul.

♪ ♪ Just like way back in the days of old.

♪ ♪ And magnificently we float.

♪ ♪ Tell it to, tell it to the mystic.

♪ ♪ C'mon, baby.

♪ Magnificently we float.

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♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Riding shotgun down the avalanche.

♪ ♪ Tumbling and falling down the avalanche.

♪ ♪ So be quiet tonight the stars ♪ ♪ Shine bright.

♪ On this mountain of new fallen snow.

♪ ♪ But I will raise up my voice into ♪ ♪ The void.

♪ You have left me nowhere to go.

♪ ♪ I love you so much and it's so bizarre.

♪ ♪ It's a mystery that goes on and on and on.

♪ ♪ This is the best thing and the very.

♪ ♪ Most hard.

♪ And we don't get along.

♪ 'Cause after countless appeals we keep.

♪ ♪ Spinning our wheels.

♪ On this mountain of new fallen snow.

♪ ♪ And so I let go the catch, we are.

♪ ♪ Over the edge.

♪ You have left me nowhere to go.

♪ ♪ Riding shotgun down the avalanche.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Sometimes you make me lose my will ♪ ♪ To live.

♪ And just become a beacon for your soul.

♪ ♪ The past is stronger than my will ♪ ♪ To forgive.

♪ Forgive you or myself, I don't know.

♪ ♪ I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche.

♪ ♪ Tumbling and falling down the avalanche.

♪ ♪ So be quiet tonight, be sure to ♪ ♪ Step lightly.

♪ On this mountain of new fallen snow.

♪ ♪ I will raise up my voice into ♪ ♪ The void.

♪ And you have left me nowhere to go.

♪ ♪ Riding shotgun down the avalanche.

♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Follow me down.

♪ Through the cotton fields.

♪ ♪ Moon shadow shine bright the way you will.

♪ ♪ Lead us down a road where no one goes.

♪ ♪ We can run away.

♪ Come take my hand while I'm waiting here.

♪ ♪ Get away from it all and find what's real.

♪ ♪ If we don't get out now.

♪ The chance won't reappear.

♪ ♪ We can run away.

♪ Hold me tight and don't let go.

♪ ♪ Sweet and soft no one will know.

♪ ♪ We can run away.

♪ I buried my heart in a willow tree.

♪ ♪ You came along, gave it back to me.

♪ ♪ Now we're creatures of the night.

♪ ♪ We set each other free.

♪ ♪ Run away with me.

♪ Hold me tight and don't let go.

♪ ♪ Sweet and soft no one will know.

♪ ♪ We can run away, We can run away.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Lay with me down by the riverside.

♪ ♪ Stars in the sky shining in your eyes.

♪ ♪ We won't make a sound.

♪ ♪ No one will be around.

♪ ♪ We can run away.

♪ Hold me tight and don't let go.

♪ ♪ Sweet and soft no one will know.

♪ ♪ We can run away.

♪ We can run away.

♪ ♪ We can run away.

♪ We can run away.

♪ ♪ We can run away.

♪ ♪♪♪ Sarah Jarosz: Thank you.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Listen, Old Soldier.

♪ Wherever you are.

♪ The hills or the valleys.

♪ Come near or come far.

♪ ♪ They say youth is a treasure.

♪ ♪ We waste when we're young.

♪ ♪ So come down from the place.

♪ ♪ Where your medals are hung.

♪ ♪ Yeah, you're always returning.

♪ ♪ And learning to fight.

♪ And you feel just like.

♪ An old soldier tonight.

♪♪♪ ♪ Listen, Old Soldier.

♪ 'Cause time doesn't wait.

♪ ♪ The moon's on your shoulder.

♪ ♪ And the hour is late.

♪ And something there inside.

♪ ♪ Still calls out to you.

♪ And you won't fade away.

♪ ♪ Whatever you do.

♪ Yeah, you're always beginning.

♪ ♪ Barely winning the fight.

♪ You feel just like ♪ An old soldier tonight.

♪ ♪ You're not getting no younger.

♪ ♪ That much is true, now.

♪ ♪ But you still got that hunger ♪ ♪ Burning in you now.

♪ So what do you do now?

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ What do you do now?

♪ ♪ Listen, Old Soldier.

♪ ♪ To the sound in your ears.

♪ ♪ From too many battles.

♪ ♪ For too many years.

♪ ♪ If there's only one thing ♪ ♪ That you've learned in defeat.

♪ ♪ That losing is bitter.

♪ And victory is sweet.

♪ Yeah, you're always unraveling.

♪ ♪ Traveling light.

♪ And you feel just like ♪ An old soldier tonight.

♪ ♪ You feel just like ♪ An old soldier tonight.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Just an old soldier.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Before you knew me.

♪ ♪ An angel came to me.

♪ I wrestled him down to the ground.

♪ ♪ He said he could cure me.

♪ ♪ I said that don't worry me now.

♪ ♪ 'Cause those angels just bore me.

♪ ♪ The same old damn story.

♪ ♪ They were lost, oh, but now they've been found.

♪ ♪ There ain't nobody lookin' but ♪ ♪ That don't worry me now.

♪ 'Cause I live by the sound ♪ ♪ Of devils in flight.

♪ I travel alone ♪ In the cold ♪ In the dead of the deep dark night.

♪ ♪ So if Jesus is comin'.

♪ He'd better start runnin'.

♪ ♪ I don't really think he'll be proud.

♪ ♪ And I won't get to heaven but ♪ ♪ That don't worry me now.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ 'Cause I live by the sound ♪ ♪ Of devils in flight.

♪ I travel alone in the cold ♪ ♪ In the dead of the deep dark night.

♪ ♪ And so if flocks of the best.

♪ ♪ Will sing me to my rest.

♪ ♪ I'll never get used to that sound.

♪ ♪ Just give me Sam Cooke singin'.

♪ ♪ Don't worry me now.

♪ ♪ Don't worry me now.

♪ Don't worry me now.

♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ In the shadow of the cypress tree.

♪ ♪ I stumbled in its tangled roots.

♪ ♪ Surrounded by the tree's forgotten leaves.

♪ ♪ My knees were bloodied.

♪ ♪ Hands were bruised.

♪ Well, I was down upon the muddy ground.

♪ ♪ I dug my hands into the earth.

♪ ♪ I think I've found it now.

♪ ♪ And nothing else will do.

♪ ♪ A heart that burns so true.

♪ ♪ Burning orange and blue.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Overtaken by this fever dream.

♪ ♪ I kept digging underground.

♪ ♪ I tried to figure out just what it means.

♪ ♪ To find a thing that can't be found.

♪ ♪ 'Cause I think I've found it now.

♪ ♪ And nothing else will do.

♪ ♪ A heart that burns so true.

♪ ♪ Burning orange and blue.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ I'm still kneeling by the water's edge.

♪ ♪ The sky is black and thunder rolls.

♪ ♪ But now I hold this heart within my hands.

♪ ♪ And I won't ever let it go.

♪ ♪ 'Cause I think I've found it now.

♪ ♪ And nothing else will do.

♪ ♪ A heart that burns so true.

♪ ♪ Burning orange and blue.

♪ ♪ Burning orange and blue.

♪ ♪ Burning orange and blue.

♪ ♪ Burning orange and blue.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Down by the boathouse at Shaker Lake.

♪ ♪ When there wasn't nothing but love to make.

♪ ♪ They were two young lovers.

♪ ♪ Wishing on the stars above.

♪ ♪ More guitar.

♪ Well, they carved their initials ♪ ♪ in an old birch tree.

♪ With a heart and an arrow and a "sixty-three".

♪ ♪ You had to be blind not to see.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪♪♪ ♪ Well, they worked one summer together ♪ ♪ at the '64 World's Fair.

♪ They met Bobby Kennedy there.

♪ ♪ Yeah, that was right before the fall, the fall.

♪ ♪ And they saved up a little bit of money for his career.

♪ ♪ And they talked about the future ♪ ♪ Underneath that giant sphere.

♪ ♪ And all around the little voices were singing.

♪ ♪ It's a small world after all.

♪ ♪ Yes, it is, small world.

♪ And it was.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ They were dizzy from dancing on Rockaway Beach.

♪ ♪ They came to Rockaway.

♪ ♪ And everything they dreamed of ♪ ♪ was still within reach.

♪ And the years rolled by.

♪ ♪ Like they always do.

♪ You know, they had their share of hard times too.

♪ ♪ But whatever they were.

♪ They would never let it get them down.

♪ ♪ No, no, ♪ they'd just go walking down a country lane.

♪ ♪ See the leaves a-changing in the misty rain.

♪ ♪ And I know only one thing remains the same.

♪ ♪ Only one thing remains the same.

♪ ♪ And I could hear Shawn Colvin singing ♪ ♪ in the distance.

♪ Here she comes.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ Under the moon and the stars above.

♪ ♪ It was a perfect love.

♪ Sarah: I literally wouldn't be here if it weren't for Bear Music.

Bear Records were a huge part of why I wanted to even become a musician in the first place.

For me, to actually get to be onstage and sing with them and play these songs and share a whole night of music with them is, honestly, quite surreal.

So it's--I'm grateful to them for even, you know, welcoming me into the fold.

Very special.

Shawn Colvin: I think the best feeling that I get about my own musicianship, if you will, is when I've finished writing a song I think that I'm proud of, that I feel is good.

That's the hardest thing I do, and it's--ends up, because of that, I think in part, being the most rewarding.

And then, of course, that isn't enough after a while and you gotta do it all over again.

Marc Cohn: There's nothing like finishing a song you're proud of.

It happens the least of all the things I really like.

I don't--there aren't many of those days when I'm proud of a song.

It's very rare, and I think I love it because it's so rare.

But finishing a song and playing it until it sort of becomes part of your DNA, and then you get to take that personal thing out to the world, that's the greatest.

Sarah: We've all traveled all over the world and played a bunch of different places and, when you get to a place where there is the care and the warmth, it's immediately obvious.

Marc: I love seeing people's faces.

I wouldn't wanna see everybody, but seeing the first couple of rows, I like that.

Having people close to each other and enjoying this thing together is a rare thing.

It doesn't--it's not something you can expect.

You just hope for it.

Shawn: You can just--you feel that, and I think the audiences obviously feel it too: "This is something they're proud of," I would imagine.

It's a very special place.

It's just got warmth, the sound is great.

That makes a big difference.

It can be the most special place in the world and if it's not a good-sounding venue, we're just screwed.

They've done it right, you know?

It's been done right.

I give it an A-plus.

Marc: I concur.

Sarah: So do I.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Morning finds you on the shore.

♪ ♪ Quiet coastline, never asked for more.

♪ ♪ Morning finds you in the sand.

♪ ♪ I will be there holding out my hand.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Great blue heron, calling out your name.

♪ ♪ I still hear her whispering the same.

♪ ♪ Drifting higher in the blue.

♪ ♪ Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you.

♪ ♪ Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you.

♪ ♪ Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you.

♪ ♪ Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you.

♪ ♪ Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you.

♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Sunny came home to her favorite room.

♪ ♪ And Sunny sat down in her kitchen.

♪ ♪ She opened a book and a box of tools.

♪ ♪ Sunny came home with a mission.

♪ ♪ She says, "Days go by, I'm hypnotized.

♪ ♪ I'm a-walking on a wire.

♪ ♪ And I close my eyes and fly out of my mind.

♪ ♪ Into the fire."

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Sunny came home with a list of names.

♪ ♪ She didn't believe in transcendence.

♪ ♪ "And it's time for a few small repairs," she said.

♪ ♪ Sunny came home with a vengeance.

♪ ♪ She said, "Days go by, I don't know why.

♪ ♪ I'm a-walking on a wire.

♪ ♪ And I close my eyes and fly out of my mind.

♪ ♪ Into the fire."

♪ And so get the kids and bring your sweater.

♪ ♪ Dry is good and wind is better.

♪ ♪ Count the years, you always knew it.

♪ ♪ Strike a match, go on and do it.

♪ ♪ And days go by, I'm hypnotized.

♪ ♪ I'm a-walking on a wire.

♪ ♪ And I close my eyes and fly out of my mind.

♪ ♪ Into the fire."

♪ And so, light the sky and hold on tight.

♪ ♪ The world is burning down.

♪ ♪ And she's out there on her own.

♪ ♪ And she's all right.

♪ She's all right.

♪ Sunny came home.

♪♪♪ ♪ Sunny came home.

♪ Home.

♪ Home.

♪ ♪♪♪ Shawn: Thank you so much.

♪♪♪ ♪ I still hear him say.

♪ You can take my word.

♪ Me, I'm going down.

♪ In a silver Thunderbird.

♪ I still hear him say.

♪ You can take my word.

♪ Me, I'm going down, down.

♪ ♪ In a silver Thunderbird.

♪ Me, I'm going down, down.

♪ ♪ In a silver Thunderbird.

♪ Marc: Sarah Jarosz.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Watched it comin' up Winslow.

♪ ♪ Down South Park Boulevard.

♪ ♪ It was looking good from tail to hood.

♪ ♪ Great big fins and painted steel.

♪ ♪ Looked just like the Batmobile.

♪ ♪ With my old man behind the wheel.

♪ ♪ Well, you could hardly even see him ♪ ♪ In all of that chrome.

♪ The man with the plan and the pocket comb.

♪ ♪ But every night it carried him home.

♪ ♪ And I could hear him say.

♪ ♪ Don't you gimme no Buick.

♪ ♪ Son, you've got to take my word.

♪ ♪ If there's a God in heaven.

♪ ♪ He's got a silver Thunderbird.

♪ ♪ You can keep your El Dorados.

♪ ♪ And the foreign car's absurd.

♪ ♪ Me, I like to go down.

♪ In my silver Thunderbird.

♪ ♪ Take it-- ♪♪♪ ♪ But he got up every mornin' ♪ ♪ while I was still asleep.

♪ ♪ Yeah, I remember the sound of him shufflin' around ♪ ♪ Right before the crack of dawn.

♪ ♪ I heard him turn that motor on.

♪ ♪ But when I got up they were long gone.

♪ ♪ Down the road in the rain and snow.

♪ ♪ The man and his machine would go.

♪ ♪ The secrets that that old car would know.

♪ ♪ Sometimes I hear him say.

♪ ♪ Don't you gimme no Buick.

♪ ♪ Son, you've got to take my word.

♪ ♪ If there's a God in heaven.

♪ ♪ He drives a silver Thunderbird.

♪ ♪ You can keep your El Dorados.

♪ ♪ The foreign car's absurd.

♪ ♪ Me, I like to go down.

♪ Silver Thunderbird.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ It was down the road in rain and snow.

♪ ♪ The man and his machine would go.

♪ ♪ The secrets that old car would know.

♪ ♪ Don't you gimme no Buick.

♪ ♪ Son, you've got to take my word.

♪ ♪ If there's a God in heaven.

♪ ♪ He's got a silver Thunderbird.

♪ ♪ You can keep your El Dorados.

♪ ♪ Yeah, the foreign car's absurd.

♪ ♪ Me, I'd like to go down.

♪ In my silver Thunderbird.

♪ ♪ I hear him sayin'.

♪ You can take my word.

♪ Me, I'm going down, down.

♪ ♪ Silver Thunderbird.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ I said, me, I want to go down.

♪ ♪ Got to go down, me, I want to go down, ♪ ♪ you know what I mean?

♪ I said, me, I want to go down, me.

♪ ♪ I would like to go down, me, baby.

♪ ♪ I want to go down in my silver ♪ ♪ In my silver ♪ In my silver Thunderbird.

♪ ♪ In my silver Thunderbird.

♪ ♪ In my silver Thunderbird ♪ ♪ I want to go down.

♪ Down in my silver.

♪ In my silver Thunderbird.

♪♪ ♪♪♪ Marc: Thank you, Sarah.

♪♪♪ ♪ I have climbed highest mountains.

♪ ♪ I have run through the fields.

♪ ♪ Only to be with you.

♪ Only to be with you.

♪ I have run.

♪ I have crawled.

♪ I have scaled these city walls.

♪ ♪ These city walls.

♪ Only to be with you.

♪ But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

♪ Sarah: You can sing a little louder.

♪ But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

♪ Sarah: Beautiful.

♪ I have kissed honey lips.

♪ ♪ Felt the healing in her fingertips.

♪ ♪ It burned like fire.

♪ This burning desire.

♪ I have spoke with the tongue of angels.

♪ ♪ I have held the hand of the devil.

♪ ♪ It was warm in the night.

♪ ♪ I was cold as the stone.

♪ ♪ But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

♪ ♪ But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ I believe in the kingdom come.

♪ ♪ Then all the colors will bleed into one.

♪ ♪ Bleed into one.

♪ But yes, I'm still running.

♪ ♪ You broke the bonds.

♪ And you loosened the chains.

♪ ♪ Carried the cross.

♪ Of my all shame.

♪ Oh, my shame.

♪ You know I believe it.

♪ But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

♪ ♪ But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

♪ ♪ No, I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

♪ ♪ No, I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

♪♪ ♪♪♪ Sarah: Nice singing.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Well, I've seen love go by my door.

♪ ♪ It's never been this close before.

♪ ♪ It's never been so easy or so slow.

♪ ♪ I've been shootin' in the dark too long.

♪ ♪ When something's not right, it's wrong.

♪ ♪ You're gonna make me lonesome when you go.

♪ ♪ Dragon clouds so high above.

♪ ♪ I've only known this careless love.

♪ ♪ It always hit me from below.

♪ ♪ Yeah, but this time 'round, it's more correct.

♪ ♪ Right on target, so direct.

♪ ♪ You're gonna make me lonesome when you go.

♪ ♪ Purple clover, Queen Anne lace.

♪ ♪ Crimson hair across your face.

♪ ♪ You can make me cry if you don't know.

♪ ♪ I can't remember what I was thinking of.

♪ ♪ You might be spoiling me, too much love.

♪ ♪ You're gonna make me lonesome when you go.

♪ ♪ Flowers on the hillside blooming crazy.

♪ ♪ Crickets talking back and forth in rhyme.

♪ ♪ Blue river's running slow and lazy.

♪ ♪ Baby, I could stay with you forever.

♪ ♪ And never realize the time.

♪ ♪ Situations have ended sad.

♪ ♪ Relationships have all been bad.

♪ ♪ Mine have been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud's.

♪ ♪ But there's no way I can compare.

♪ ♪ All them scenes to this affair.

♪ ♪ You're gonna make me lonesome when you go.

♪ ♪ Oh, you're gonna make me wonder what I'm doin'.

♪ ♪ Staying far behind without you.

♪ ♪ Yeah, you're gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin'.

♪ ♪ Oh, you're gonna make me give myself ♪ ♪ a good talking to.

♪ So I will look for you in Honolulu.

♪ ♪ San Francisco, Ashtabula.

♪ ♪ You're gonna have to leave me now, I know.

♪ ♪ But I'll see you in the skies above.

♪ ♪ In the tall grass, in the ones I love.

♪ ♪ You're gonna make me lonesome when you go.

♪ ♪ You're gonna make me lonesome when you go.

♪ ♪ You're gonna make me lonesome.

♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Marc: Thank you.

Sarah: Thank y'all.

Shawn: Thank you so much, Ferndale, and Old Steeple.

♪♪♪ ♪ We were born before the wind.

♪ ♪ Also, younger than the sun.

♪ ♪ 'Ere the bonnie boat was won.

♪ ♪ As we sailed into the mystic.

♪ ♪ Hark now, hear the sailor cry.

♪ ♪ Feel the sea and touch the sky.

♪ ♪ Let your soul and your spirit fly.

♪ ♪ Into the mystic.

♪ When that fog horn blows.

♪ ♪ You know I will be coming back home.

♪ ♪ When that fog horn whistle blows.

♪ ♪ I wanna hear it.

♪ I don't have to fear it.

♪ And I wanna rock your gypsy soul.

♪ ♪ Just like way back in the days of old.

♪ ♪ And together we float.

♪ Down into the mystic.

♪ I want to sail away.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ When that fog horn blows.

♪ ♪ You know I will be coming back home, baby.

♪ ♪ When that fog horn whistle blows.

♪ ♪ I've got to hear it.

♪ I won't have to fear it.

♪ I wanna rock your gypsy soul.

♪ ♪ Just like way back in the days of old.

♪ ♪ And magnificently we float.

♪ ♪ Tell it to, tell it to the mystic.

♪ ♪ C'mon, baby.

♪ Magnificently we float.

♪ Down, down, down into the.

♪ ♪ Down into the.

♪ Into.

♪ Down into the.

♪ In the mystic.

♪ Mystic.

♪ I'm bring Shawn Colvin ♪ down unto the stage.

Shawn: I'm right behind you.

♪ C'mon, Sarah.

♪ C'mon, Sarah, let's go into the mystic.

♪ ♪ Together we float.

Together we float.

♪ ♪ Together we float.

Together we float.

♪ ♪ Together we float.

Together we float.

♪ ♪ Together we float.

♪ Into the mystic.

♪ Into the mystic.

♪ Into the mystic.

Marc: C'mon.

♪ Into the mystic.

♪ Into the mystic.

♪ Into the mystic.

♪ Together we float.

Into the mystic.

♪ ♪ Together we float.

Into the mystic.

♪ ♪ Into the mystic.

Into the mystic.

♪ ♪ Together we float.

Together we float.

♪ ♪ Together we float.

Together we float.

♪ ♪ Together we float.

♪ Down into the mystic.

♪ Yeah, together we float.

♪ We will float.

♪ Down into the mystic.

♪ ♪♪♪ Marc: Beautiful singing.

Thank you, everybody.

Sarah: Thank you.

[applauding] ♪♪♪ ♪ You know if you break my heart, ♪ ♪ I'll go.

♪ But I'll be back again.

♪ 'Cause I told you once before goodbye.

♪ ♪ But I came back again.

♪ And I love you so.

♪ I'm the one who wants you.

♪ ♪ Yes, I'm the one who wants you.

♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ 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.

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