2/12/2011 Odeum Colorado, Broomfield, CO
I: Jam > Truckin > Crazy Fingers, Ramble On Rose, Seven Hills of Gold, Cold Rain and Snow, Throwing Stones, Turn On Your Lovelight
II: Jam > Shakedown Street, Viola Lee Blues, Bird Song > The Other One > Lady with a Fan > Terrapin > At a Siding > Terrapin Flyer > Death Don't Have No Mercy > Dear Mr. Fantasy > Hey Jude Reprise > One More Saturday Night
E: Attics of My Life
Thanks Taper Rob
Never heard a Seven Hills of Gold... here it is
Furthur 12/30/2010 -
Seven Hills of Gold
Bill Graham Civic Auditorium, San Francisco CA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f8Bk0TLjev0
Seven Hills Of Gold
Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Bob Weir
Days were growing shorter
Nights were turning cold
Though the words cost us [?]
Still might this tale be told
Crystal ball said nothing
Cards could not be read
We were left to reckon
By way of dreams instead
Left to find our way back home
Travel where we came
Firefly light, though dark of night
Footprints in the sand
Left to swim or sink or crawl
If I may be so bold
Blinded by the shimmering throne
Seven hills of gold
Seven hills of gold, my love
Seven hills of gold
Recorded in eternity
Seven hills of gold
Running backwards through the blaze
Shooting stars to guide us
Plunging helpless in this maze
To rise again in silence
Startled sighs of wonderment
Flow in tears of sorrow
Traveling with presentment
Visions of tomorrow
Seven hills of gold, my love
Seven hills of gold
Recorded in eternity
Seven hills of gold
Fame and fortune come and go
For reasons we can tell
Rose without [?]
How best to use them all
Silent day and [?] night
Tending to forever
What is pleasing to the sight
Rolls off like a feather
Seven hills of gold, love
Seven hills of gold
Recorded in eternity
Seven hills of gold
We're blown off like a feather
We'll continue wings to fly
Still the dark and the weather
Where shines an endless sky
Who can count the tears we weep
Devil knows where they have gone
Go home and get a good night's sleep
We'll set forth in the dawn
So when I'm left to think about
Five hundred years from now
Don't forget, despite the doubts
Shine across the plough
Days are growing shorter
Nights are getting cold
Though the wind cause trees to bend
This tale may yet be told
Seven hills of gold, my love
Seven hills of gold
Recorded in eternity
Seven hills of gold
Seven hills of gold, my love
Seven hills of gold
Recorded in eternity
Seven hills of gold