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Redbone: That's what I love about New York, you know?

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [ Vocalizing ] [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Everybody!

It's such an honor to be here.

Put your hands together.

Get up and dance if you want to.

Stretch those arms out.

[ Laughs ] ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey!

♪ [ Scats ] ♪ Gonna drive my car ♪ ♪ Gonna ride it fast ♪ ♪ Gonna drive my car ♪ ♪ Taking you away ♪ ♪ Then I will find a way anyway ♪ ♪ Gonna get to you ♪ ♪ And if it's cool with you ♪ ♪ We can leave today ♪ ♪ If it's in your groove ♪ ♪ I'll make you a man ♪ ♪ 'Cause I will find a way anyway ♪ ♪ Gonna get to you ♪ ♪ Ah, so you take your time ♪ ♪ Because I can't wait ♪ ♪ And I'm gonna love you every day ♪ ♪ Just open your mind ♪ ♪ There's so much to say ♪ ♪ And I'll show you what it's like to be with me ♪ ♪ You wanna know where love is, stick with me, yeah ♪ Yeah!

[ Scats ] ♪ Gonna buy this car ♪ ♪ Would you want it, baby?

♪ ♪ Not just any car ♪ ♪ Who's in the driving seat?

♪ ♪ But I will find a way anyway ♪ ♪ Gonna get to you, yeah ♪ ♪ I'm gonna fantasize about the love with me ♪ ♪ If you pray real hard, souls will sing ♪ ♪ Darling, we'll find a way anyway ♪ ♪ Gonna get to you, yeah ♪ ♪ Oh, so you take your time ♪ ♪ Because I can't wait ♪ ♪ And I'm gonna love you every day ♪ ♪ Just open your mind ♪ ♪ There's so much to say, yeah ♪ ♪ And I'll show you what it's like to be with me ♪ ♪ You oughta know that love is here ♪ ♪ You wanna know where love is, stick with me, yeah ♪ Yeah!

[ Scats ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Yeah!

Charlie Burnham on fiddle, y'all.

♪ Oh, so you take your time ♪ ♪ Because I can't wait ♪ ♪ And I'm gonna love you every, every day ♪ ♪ Just open your mind ♪ ♪ There's so much to say ♪ ♪ Gotta show you what it's like to be with me ♪ ♪ You oughta know that love is here ♪ ♪ What it's like to be with me ♪ ♪ You wanna know where love is ♪ ♪ Baby, stick with me ♪ Yeah!

[ Scats ] ♪ Wanna get to know ya ♪ ♪ Stick with me ♪ ♪ Want to get to know you ♪ ♪ Stick with me ♪ ♪ Baby, stick with me ♪ ♪ Wanna get to, get to, get to ♪ ♪ Stick with me ♪ ♪ Baby, stick with me ♪ ♪ Wanna get to know you ♪ ♪ Stick with me ♪ ♪ Baby, stick with me ♪ ♪ Wanna get to know you ♪ ♪ Stick with me ♪ ♪ Baby, stick with me ♪ ♪ Wanna get to know you ♪ ♪ Stick with me, babe ♪ ♪ Baby, stick with me ♪ ♪ Wanna get to know you ♪ ♪ Stick with me ♪ ♪ Yeah, stick with me, stick with me ♪ Yeah!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

♪ Ohhhh ♪ Alright.

[ Cheers and applause ] Thank you so much.

Alright, this part, I'm going to teach y'all a singing part.

I'm gonna try not to do too much talking, but you kind of have to, you know?

It's not every day you get a black and native woman standing on the stage in the middle of the city in Bryant Park, hey?

We are indigenizing New York City!

We're telling all the stories.

And so it's an honor to be here as a guest.

Manahatta, in the land of the Lenape people.

Shout-out to my many friends in the Lenape community.

And, so, this song -- it talks about the struggles that we all have, and everybody goes through it.

This song is called "Hard Livin'."

And what I do is, we have singing parts every now and again, alright?

So, let's pick up the pace.

Ready?

So, you repeat after me, okay?

Alright, how's your singing voices?

Yeah.

Alright!

Let's try it.

Let's try it out.

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ I, I, I, I'm glad to be alive ♪ Alright?

So, that's what you'll say.

Because it's a good day to be alive, isn't it?

Alright, here we go.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ It's hard livin' comin' to get to me ♪ ♪ It's like somebody put a spell on me ♪ ♪ And now I'm trippin' ♪ ♪ So low-dippin' ♪ ♪ Anything to get out alive ♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ ♪ Watching the people run in the street ♪ ♪ And the buildings falling down around me ♪ ♪ And we had the lucky clover ♪ ♪ Lover did me over ♪ ♪ I was fine until he's leaving me high and dry ♪ Come on.

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ I, I, I, I'm glad to be alive ♪ Yeah, that sounded so good.

♪♪♪ ♪ It's hard livin' on a memory ♪ ♪ It was all so foggy, I could hardly see ♪ ♪ When I was happy ♪ ♪ So damn happy ♪ ♪ When I'm riding around in a limousine ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Oh, but the cars and the bills and those credit cards ♪ ♪ And we followed the leader and lost our job ♪ ♪ And we had the lucky clover ♪ ♪ Lover did me over ♪ ♪ I was fine until he's leaving me high and dry ♪ Come on.

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ I, I, I, I'm glad to be alive ♪ [ Guitar solo ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Robin Macatangay on guitar.

[ Cheers and applause ] ♪ Oh, but the cars and the bills and those credit cards ♪ ♪ We played follow the leader and we lost our jobs ♪ ♪ But we had the lucky clover ♪ ♪ Lover did me over ♪ ♪ I was fine until he's leaving me high and dry ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ I, I, I, I'm glad to be alive ♪ [ Fiddle solo ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah!

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ya ♪ ♪ I, I, I, I'm glad to be, yeah ♪ ♪ I, I, I, I'm glad to be, yeah ♪ ♪ I, I, I, I'm glad to be alive ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Charlie Burnham on fiddle.

[ Cheers and applause ] Robin Macatangay on guitar.

[ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪♪ Alright.

This is a song that is dedicated to all of the women in the audience.

We are the mothers, the sisters, the daughters, the aunties, the grandmas, the great-grandmas, the great-greats.

And, yes, my great-great- great-great-grandmother was Cherokee, and she was royalty to us in our house.

This is a song called "Prophecy."

♪♪♪ ♪ Man justifies ♪ ♪ Calling law, calling lies ♪ ♪ Word of he that presides ♪ ♪ Over we, children sigh ♪ ♪ If it's taught, so it's said ♪ ♪ Put those babies in their bed ♪ ♪ Bill of right, pen of might ♪ ♪ Shall the meek die in fright?

♪ ♪ Every woman and child and man ♪ ♪ Living in this promised land ♪ ♪ Please believe there's hope at hand ♪ ♪ 'Cause we ♪ ♪ Are the prophecy ♪ ♪ Liberty ♪ ♪ Is woman free ♪ ♪♪♪ Don't be shy.

If you feel the groove, don't be shy.

It's New York City.

We can be deliriously anonymous.

[ Laughs ] ♪ Book will say, lend a sign ♪ ♪ Knowledge fade, buy the gun ♪ ♪ Teach it long, teach it well ♪ ♪ A backward-thinking reasoning ♪ ♪ The search for truth, pass the buck ♪ ♪ Word of God, son of luck ♪ ♪ Make a pledge, signify ♪ ♪ In a corner, backed to die ♪ ♪ Every woman and child and man ♪ ♪ Bitter in this gilded land ♪ ♪ Struggling just to pay the man ♪ ♪ Worried if you make a stand ♪ ♪ That all your love could end up banned ♪ ♪ And you get canned and change your plans ♪ ♪ Believe there's help at hand, baby ♪ ♪ 'Cause we ♪ ♪ Are the prophecy ♪ ♪ Justice is woman free ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Every woman, child, and man ♪ ♪ Living life from mouth to hand ♪ ♪ Please believe we'll make a stand, baby ♪ ♪ 'Cause we ♪ ♪ Are the prophecy ♪ ♪ Unity is woman free ♪ ♪ Book of light, nature's songs ♪ ♪ Give me strength to be strong ♪ ♪ But if I die at your feet ♪ ♪ Will we then have slain the beast?

♪ ♪ So much boast, why confront?

♪ ♪ But every time, doin' nothing ♪ ♪ When we fear, fear they sell ♪ ♪ It's our story left to tell ♪ ♪ All life is one ♪ ♪ Through devotion ♪ ♪ Hey, yeah, yeah, through the spirit, yeah ♪ ♪ Hey, yeah, yeah, through the teachings ♪ ♪ Hey, yeah, yeah, we are life ♪ ♪ That's what, yeah, yeah, all our love is, yeah ♪ ♪ Hey, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah ♪ ♪ Oh!

♪ ♪♪♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Thank you.

Thank you.

♪♪♪ ♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, ooh ♪ ♪ Blackbird singing in the dead of night ♪ ♪ Take these broken wings and learn to fly ♪ ♪ All your life ♪ ♪ You were only waiting for this moment to arrive ♪ Put your hands together.

♪ Blackbird singing in the dead of night ♪ ♪ Take these sunken eyes and learn to see ♪ ♪ All your life ♪ ♪ You were only waiting for this moment to be free ♪ ♪ Blackbird ♪ ♪ Fly ♪ ♪ Blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Into the light of a dark black night ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Into the light of a dark black night ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Blackbird singing in the dead of night ♪ ♪ Take these broken wings and learn to fly ♪ ♪ All your life, yeah ♪ ♪ You were only waiting for this moment to arrive ♪ ♪ You were only waiting for this moment to arrive ♪ ♪ You were only waiting for this moment to arrive ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, come on, come on, come on ♪ ♪ Come on, yeah ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ Let me hear y'all sing this.

♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ Can y'all do that?

♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ Let's break it down, fellas.

Let's hear it.

Let me hear this side over here.

Let me hear that.

Repeat after me.

♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ What?

Ooh, that sounds good.

Say it again.

Ah, we bringin' church up in here.

♪ Blackbird, fly ♪ Let me hear this one.

♪ Into the light ♪ ♪ Into the light ♪ ♪ To the light ♪ ♪ To the light ♪ ♪ To the light ♪ ♪ To the light ♪ ♪ To the light ♪ Let's put it together.

♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ Come on, y'all.

♪ To the light ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ ♪ To the light ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ Let me hear that.

♪ To the light ♪ ♪ Blackbird, blackbird, fly ♪ Let me hear that.

♪ To the light ♪ ♪ To the light ♪ Ahhh, y'all ready for church.

Whoo!

Let's bring it on home, everybody.

♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, ooh ♪ ♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo-hoo ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Thank you for singing.

Thank you so much.

Alright, now that we've turned our Bryant Park into Bryant Church... [ Laughs ] Alright, so, do y'all know what the church clap is?

Okay, so, what we know about the church clap is, rule number one -- friends don't let friends clap on 1 and 3.

It's not polka.

Alright?

So, we're in New York City.

I see a lot of black and brown faces to help you out there.

So, the church clap is this.

♪♪♪ That's what I love about New York, you know?

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Nothing like a church clap to find my way back ♪ ♪ Nothing like a church clap to find my way back ♪ ♪ Nothing like a church clap to find my way back home ♪ ♪ Find my way back home ♪ ♪ Find my way back home ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Gonna see my people when I get back ♪ ♪ Gonna see my people when I get back ♪ ♪ Got to see my people when I get back home ♪ ♪ When I get back home ♪ ♪ When I get back on a turn ♪ ♪ I'm gonna scream and shout to the mountaintop ♪ ♪ Hear that mountain call ♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Yeah, gonna see my baby when I get back ♪ ♪ Shrimp and grits and gravy when I get back ♪ ♪ Try my best not to eat too much ♪ ♪ When I get back home ♪ ♪ When I get back home ♪ ♪ When I get back on a turn ♪ ♪ I'm gonna scream and shout to the mountaintops ♪ ♪ Hear that mountain call ♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Oh, nothing like a church clap to find my way back ♪ ♪ Nothing like a church clap to find my way back ♪ ♪ Nothing like a church clap to find my way back home ♪ ♪ Find my way back home ♪ ♪ Find my way back home ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Nothing like a church clap to find my way back ♪ ♪ Nothing like a church clap to find my way back ♪ ♪ Nothing like a church clap to find my way back ♪ ♪ Find my way back ♪ ♪ Find my way back on a turn ♪ ♪ I'm gonna scream and shout to the mountaintop ♪ ♪ Hear that mountain call!

♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Ha!

[ Cheers and applause ] Whoo!

Yeah.

Alright.

How's everybody feeling?

[ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ This is a song that Aaron and I wrote, as well.

And we wrote this song quite a while ago.

And, so, this is a prayer for better communication in the world... and an end to gun violence.

It's called "Talk About It."

♪♪♪ ♪ Father, come and look on these faces ♪ ♪ And maybe you could see through our eyes ♪ ♪ Words are hard to find through these changes ♪ ♪ Not just another day in a life ♪ ♪ Somehow, everything managed to turn around ♪ ♪ Many times I try to reach you, I got no reply ♪ ♪ And sorry just might heal us, but it's not enough ♪ ♪ It's just a crazy world we got ♪ ♪ Why can't we talk about it?

♪ ♪ What are we gonna do?

♪ ♪ Here lies the logic that remains today ♪ ♪ We don't know what we're in for ♪ ♪ Flashing lights, no open doors ♪ ♪ Sad to watch, make you cry ♪ ♪ We're too young to die ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Brother, send a message to stand down ♪ ♪ We gotta hurry 'fore it's too late ♪ ♪ I only wish that we knew the answers ♪ ♪ Then maybe we could save the day ♪ ♪ And how long will this go on?

♪ ♪ We're terrified that love is gone ♪ ♪ And it's plain to see in every heart and mind ♪ ♪ And the words are few and seldom hard to find ♪ ♪ And I just look to the sky and ask you why ♪ ♪ Why can't we talk about it?

♪ ♪ What are we gonna do?

♪ ♪ Here lies the logic that remains today ♪ ♪ We don't know what we're in for ♪ ♪ Splashing lights, no open doors ♪ ♪ Sad to watch, make you cry ♪ ♪ We're too young to die ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Brother ♪ ♪ Brother ♪ ♪ Brother, send a message ♪ ♪ Tell them to stand down ♪ ♪ Gotta hurry 'fore it's too late ♪ ♪ I only wish that we had the answers ♪ ♪ Then maybe we, maybe we could save the day ♪ ♪ And how long will this go on?

♪ ♪ We're terrified that love is gone ♪ ♪ And it's plain to see in every heart and mind ♪ ♪ Words are few and seldom hard to find ♪ ♪ And I just look to the sky and ask you why ♪ ♪ Why can't we talk about it?

♪ ♪ What are we gonna do?

♪ ♪ Here lies the logic that remains today ♪ ♪ We don't know what we're in for ♪ ♪ Flashing lights, no open doors ♪ ♪ Sad to watch, make you cry ♪ ♪ We're too young to die ♪ ♪ Why can't we talk about it?

♪ ♪ Oh, what are we gonna do?

♪ ♪ Oh, we don't know what we're in for ♪ ♪ Flashing lights, no open doors ♪ ♪ Sad to watch, make you cry ♪ ♪ We're too young to die ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Thank you.

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Okay, you guys ready to learn a new vocable?

I'm trying to correct the language as we go along, because we don't really say "chant," but a lot of people say -- think that we say "chant."

It's a vocable.

That's the correct word.

So here's your vocable, alright?

[ Vocalizing ] I'm hearing some musicians, some real singers in this audience tonight.

Hmm!

That sounded mighty sweet.

[ Vocalizing ] [ Vocalizing ] Alright?

So, when you hear me sing that, just join in with me, okay?

So don't wait for, like, call and response.

Just, like, join in, like if you're all in the band with us, but not getting a paycheck.

[ Laughter ] Alright.

So, I'm giving you that preface.

This is a song that I wrote about our family, four generations of women surviving in Black Mountain, holding on desperately to our old ways as the world changes around us and we keep facing the threat of removal yet again because of all of the things that are going on with climate change, environment, mountaintop removal, all those things.

And so I'm honoring our survival, okay?

This is a song called "40 Wheels."

It's also a song about the Trail of Tears.

But back home, we call the Trail of Tears the Long Walk.

A lot of people don't know that.

where my family is from, in Kentucky, was also one of the trails, in Hopkinsville, and you can go and visit it.

And there's really interesting stuff in that area, in that part of town.

Anyway, so, this song I dedicate to my family and all the women in my family.

I would not be here without them and all the strength and the struggles, because, really, it's all about the struggles that give you the strength, right?

So, okay.

And because we're in New York, I'm not going to say -- I'm going to just use Appalachia, because we're Southeastern Woodlands, okay?

[ Vocalizing ] ♪ In our peaceful ♪ ♪ Little world of ♪ Appalachia ♪ ♪ Way up high ♪ ♪ High up on the hills, above the clouds ♪ ♪ My people dwell ♪ ♪ How sweet ♪ ♪ The silence ♪ ♪ In the still of our hollows ♪ ♪ We hear ♪ ♪ The calling of our Lord ♪ ♪ Black coal, coal is running through my veins ♪ ♪ Appalachia ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ 40 wheels up high on a mountainside ♪ ♪ Covered wagons comin', and my people ridin' and walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ It was way up high my great mama cried ♪ ♪ When the cavalry took a thousand lives ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ 900 miles ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ 900 miles ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ 40 wheels up high on a mountainside ♪ ♪ Was the coal trucks loading up a thousand miners ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ 900 miles ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ 900 miles ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ 40 wheels up high on a mountainside ♪ ♪ All the people coming to bring my mama home ♪ ♪ And we're walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ [ Vocalizing ] ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪ ♪ Walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] ♪♪♪ Alright, we only have a couple more songs.

How's everybody doing?

Are y'all still with us?

[ Cheers and applause ] I want to thank you all again for taking a chance on us, coming and checking out some of our music, and, you know, our original songwriting.

And it's a real honor to share our music with you.

And it's a real honor to be here.

I want to thank the Town Hall team again for believing in us and for seeing us and for hearing our stories.

And I hope you guys had a good time.

[ Cheers and applause ] We had a really great time.

And we have all the social media, and so Instagram I really love because it's like magazine online.

So find Martha Redbone on Instagram and give me a heart and a hug there, and I'll write you back.

This is a song called "Underdog."

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ And you can dedicate this song to someone who you know who's going through tough times but still striving.

And I wrote this song for my dad many years ago, who was fighting the battle with diabetes.

And I lost both my parents to diabetes, actually.

And I can safely say, so far -- knock on wood -- that I don't have it still.

So...

Came close a couple of times, but those dang cheesecakes, hey?

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Some days, it feels like there's a heaven up above ♪ ♪ I never want it to end, 'cause I just can't get enough ♪ ♪ Some days, there are none, I mean nobody, no one ♪ ♪ Got a pocket full of dust, and I'm gambling on a lone star ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ ♪ Ain't it funny how the world can get to you?

♪ ♪ But even fools get lucky sometime ♪ ♪ They say every cloud has got that silver lining around it ♪ ♪ Might just need a little dusting off ♪ ♪ And we are the underdog ♪ ♪ And we're the fighters getting ready for that next round ♪ ♪ And we are the underdog ♪ ♪ It's never easy, but our odds, they keep on tumbling, tumbling down ♪ ♪ Some ways, it feel just like I'm walking down a road ♪ ♪ Don't remember where I began, and I don't know where the ending is ♪ ♪ And some days, I'll talk to strangers who can't hear me ♪ ♪ And my money is where my mouth is ♪ ♪ But I guess I was born way too soon ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Oooh ♪ ♪ But, hey, I can't see just what the future holds for me ♪ ♪ But I may roll that lucky number ♪ ♪ And there's a million others out there trying just like me ♪ ♪ Put a song together, same drum, same beat ♪ ♪ And we are the underdog ♪ ♪ And we're the fighters getting ready for that next round ♪ ♪ And we are the underdog ♪ ♪ It's never easy, but our odds, they keep on tumbling, tumbling down ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Charlie Burnham on fiddle, everybody.

♪ Oh, yeah ♪ ♪ And we are the underdog ♪ ♪ And we're the fighters getting ready for that next round ♪ ♪ We are the underdog ♪ ♪ It's never easy, but we'll get 'em next time ♪ ♪ Get 'em next time ♪ ♪ Yeah, we are the underdog ♪ ♪ It's never easy ♪ ♪ We'll get 'em next time ♪ ♪ The underdog ♪ ♪ The underdog ♪ ♪ The underdog ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Ooooooh ♪ ♪ Keep on tumbling down ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] Where's my boss?

We have time for one more?

Yes?

They say if you say it's okay.

[ Cheers and applause ] Okay.

Alright, well, we're going to make this into church, alright?

Okay.

Wait.

But not New York church.

Down South church.

Okay?

During, like, revival season.

How about that?

Remember my church-clap rules, right?

Friends don't let friends clap on... That's what I'm talking about, New York City.

You know, I have -- Like I said, my roots are in Kentucky, but I was born right here in New York City.

That's right.

Yep.

Okay.

And I think you'll be familiar with this song, but all you have to do is do the church claps and get up and dance, if you want.

This is the last song, so if you're able to get up, get on up!

♪♪♪ ♪ This train ♪ ♪ Is bound for glory ♪ ♪ This train ♪ If y'all know this song, let me hear you say "Yeah!"

[ Crowd cheering ] If you're too young to know this song, let me hear you say "Yeah!"

♪ This train ♪ ♪ Is bound ♪ ♪ For glory ♪ Y'all can't hear me.

Let me hear you say "Yeah" if y'all can hear me.

Let me hear you say "Amen!"

♪ This train ♪ ♪ And I said ♪ ♪ Oh, I said ♪ ♪ I said ♪ ♪ I said this train ♪ ♪ Is bound for glory ♪ ♪ Don't carry nothing ♪ ♪ But the righteous and holy ♪ ♪ I said, this train ♪ ♪ Is bound for glory ♪ ♪ I said, this train ♪ Ha!

Ha!

Hey!

Ha!

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Yeah!

♪♪♪ Get up!

♪♪♪ ♪ This train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ This train ♪ ♪ This train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ This train ♪ ♪ Oh, this train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ Don't carry nothing but the righteous and the holy ♪ ♪ This train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no gambler ♪ ♪ This train ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no gambler ♪ ♪ This train ♪ ♪ Oh, this train don't carry no gambler ♪ ♪ Liar, thief, and no big-shot rambler ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no gambler ♪ Ha!

♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Oh, this train don't carry no liars ♪ ♪ This train ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no liars ♪ ♪ This train ♪ ♪ Oh, this train don't carry no liars ♪ ♪ She's streamlined and a midnight flyer ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no liars ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no smoker, no ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no smoker, no ♪ ♪ Oh, this train don't carry no smoker, liar, thief, or small-time joker ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no smoker!

♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Oh, this train don't carry no con men, no ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no con men, no ♪ ♪ This train don't carry no con men, no wheeler-dealers, no here-and-gone men ♪ ♪ This train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ This train is bound for glory, this train ♪ Whoo!

♪ This train is bound for glory, this train ♪ ♪ Oh, this train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ Don't carry nothing but the righteous and the holy ♪ ♪ This train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ I said, this train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ This train is bound for glory ♪ ♪ This train ♪ [ Cheers and applause ] [ Shouts indistinctly ] Thank you so much.

♪ Appalachia ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ 40 wheels up high on a mountainside ♪ ♪ Covered wagons comin', and my people ridin' and walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ Walking ♪ ♪ And walking ♪