Savoy Live

by Savoy

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Audiences have always enjoyed Savoy's studio recordings, but it's on stage that the band really shines. We wanted to capture that energy in an album. So we invited some friends to join us in the studio, and we shared an evening together. You can share the evening too. We're sure you'll enjoy this special collection of live performances from that September night.

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released 12 January 2012

Recorded live at Metcom Studios before a studio audience.

Sam Payne – Vocals
Ryan Tilby – Bass
Bart Olson – Drums
Joshua Payne – Guitar

Engineered by Clarke Jackman
Mixed by Ryan Tilby

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Track Name: All God's Chillun Got Rhythm
All God's Chillun Got Rhythm
All God's Chillun got swing
Maybe they haven't got money
Maybe they haven't got shoes
All God's Chillun Got Rhythm
For to chase away the blues

All God's Chillun got trouble
Trouble don't mean a thing
When they start to sing hi hi ho de ho
All your troubles go away, hey
All God's Chillun Got Swing.
Track Name: Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover
The problem is all inside your head she said to me
The answer is easy if you take it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover

She said it's really not my habit to intrude
Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued
But I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover

You Just slip out the back, Jack. Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy. Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus. You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee. And get yourself free

She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain
I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again
I said I appreciate that and would you please explain
About the fifty ways

She said why don't we both just sleep on it tonight
And I believe in the morning you'll begin to see the light
And then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
Fifty ways to leave your lover
Track Name: Dindi
Oh Dindi....
If I only had words
I would say all the beautiful things that I see
When you're with me
oh my Dindi

Oh Dindi...
Like the song of the wind in the trees
That's how my heart is singing Dindi, happy Dindi
When you're with me

I love you more today
Yes I do, yes I do
I'd let you go away
If you take me with you

Don't you know Dindi
I'd be running and searching for you
Like a river that can't find the sea
That would be me
Without you my Dindi
Track Name: Fly Me to the Moon
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a-Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
Track Name: Church
I went to church last Sunday so I could sing and pray
But something quite unusual happened on that day

Now church it started right on time just like it does without a doubt
And everything was all just fine except when it came time to let us out

You know the preacher he kept preaching, he told us I have one more thing to say
Children before you think of leaving, you better think about the Judgment Day

And now everyone was getting so hungry that the old ones started feeling ill
And the weak ones started passing out and the young ones they could not sit still

And the preacher's voice rose higher, so I snuck up on the balcony
And I crept into the choir, and I begged them brothers, sisters, help me please

I said when I give you a signal – I said when I raise up my hand
Won't you please join with me together and praise the Lord I have a plan

And the preacher he kept preaching. Long is the struggle, hard the fight
And I prayed, Father please forgive me, and then I stood up and with all my might
I sang


To the Lord let praises be, it's time for dinner now let's go eat
We've got some beans and some good cornbread, and I listened to what the preacher said
Now it's to the Lord let praises be, it's time for dinner now let's go eat

Yes and I did give a signal, yes and I raised up my hands
And then joined with me the choir, yes every woman, child, and man
They sang

(chorus)

And the preacher he stopped preaching and a hush the church did fill
And then a great white dove from up above landed on the window sill

And the dove flew down beside him and a fork appeared right in his hand
And with everybody watching the preacher ate that bird right there and then

(chorus)

And the moral of this story, children it is plain but true
God knows if a preacher preaches long enough even he'll get hungry too
And he'll sing

(chorus)
Track Name: The Way You Look Tonight
Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you...
And the way you look tonight.

Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart...
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.

Lovely ... Never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it ?
'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight.
Track Name: St. James Infirmary Blues
Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,
See my baby there;
She's stretched out on a long, white table,
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair.

Let her go, let her go, God bless her,
Wherever she may be,
She will search this wide world over,
But she'll never find another sweet man like me.

Now, when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches,
Put on a box-back coat and a stetson hat,
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain,
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat.

An' give me six crap shooting pall bearers,
Let a chorus girl sing me a song.
Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head
So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along.

Folks, now that you have heard my story,
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that booze;
If anyone should ask you,
Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues.
Track Name: The Book of Love
The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything
The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
You ought to give me wedding rings
Track Name: The Flintstones
Flintstones. Meet the Flintstones.
They're the modern stone age family.
From the town of Bedrock,
They're a page right out of history.

Let's ride with the family down the street.
Through the courtesy of Fred's two feet.

When you're with the Flintstones
you'll have a yabba dabba doo time.
A dabba doo time.
You'll have a gay old time.

Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
They're a modern stone-age family
Come on, down to Bedrock
It's a place right out of history
Someday, maybe Fred will win the fight
And the cat will stay out for the night
When you're with the Flintstones
Have a yabbadabba-doo time
A dabba-doo time
We'll have a gay old time