Leon Timbo: This is Leon Timbo and the Family Band. I love you guys. We just gonna jump in before the sun come back.

[“Hold On” by Leon Timbo and the Family Band]

[upbeat acoustic guitar music]

Leon Timbo: Yeah, huh

Yeah, hey

Let’s go into the five, give it to me right here.

Where my people

The ones who know who I really am

The dreamers and lovers

If you need a prayer, they can send a prayer, yeah

Our Father in Heaven

Can we have some drinks down here?

You’re not alone

Come here and take my hand

Take my hand

You got to hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on

Let the love fill the room

Hey, you got to hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on, hey

Let the love fill the room

Go talk to ’em, Sinclair.

[groovy electric bass solo]

Listen here, that’s my brother.

Where my kinfolk

The ones who know who I really am

My dreamers and lovers

If you need a prayer, they can send a prayer, uh

Our Father in Heaven, uh

Can we have some drinks down here?

You’re not alone

Come here and take my hand

Take my hand

You got to hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on

Yeah!

Let the love fill the room

Hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on, yeah

Let the love fill the room

Can y’all make me feel good? Make me feel good.

Yeah, uh

Leon Timbo: I know it’s hot, it’s hot here, whoo! How y’all doing? What’s going on?

See, what you don’t know is I’ve been here all day and I got the best tan in this place. My tan is already complete, all this chocolate up here.

Yeah, hey

You got to, you got to hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on, hey

Let the love fill the room

Yeah, you got to hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on

Here we go, come on!

Whoo!

Dream a little, dream a little

Hey

Dream a little, dream a little

With your real friends.

Dream a little, whoo!

Dream a little, dream a little

Don’t stop dreaming!

Dream a little, dream a little

Leon Timbo: That’s why I make music, I’m a dreamer, yeah!

Dream a little, dream a little

Dream a whoa, whoa, yeah

Get your friends together!

You got to hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on

Let the love fill the room

You got to hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on

Let the love fill the room

I need you

Leon Timbo: I’m talking to you.

I need you

Can you tell it to your real friends? Tell ’em right now.

I need you

I can’t do this life without you, baby. I can’t do it.

I need you

Go and tell ’em. Kiss ’em on the cheek and say,

I need you

Whoa oh oh

I need you, hey

I need you I need you

Leon Timbo: I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have my friends.

I need you, yeah

I think you got it!

You got to, you got to, you got to

Hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on

Let the love fill the room

You got to hold on

Life is better when you get your friends together

You got to hold on

Let the love

Let the love fill the room

Fill the room

Yeah yeah yeah

[audience applauding and cheering]

Leon Timbo: We just made it here, we just made it here. I’m crazy about Appleton. I’m bringing, just, my side of Americana. I’m bringing my sound, I’m bringing what I, the years and years of generations of sound that came through my family’s lineage, and I’m kind of showing you what you may not have heard from the South and from like, Georgia, Florida, you know, that Savannah. I’m bringing that to you.

I’m bringing you good old Southern folk, you know, right on the corner of Ray Charles and Lynyrd Skynyrd, you know? So it’s just right in that cusp. And that’s my addition to the tapestry of Mile of Music, and I’m excited about that.

[“Heaven” by Leon Timbo and the Family Band]

You can roll your eyes to heaven baby

That wouldn’t make it a prayer

[funky bass and guitar music]

You can roll your eyes to heaven baby

I wouldn’t call that a prayer

No

You can roll your fist for Jesus

But with Jesus, no love gets you anywhere

Hey

You can roll your eyes to heaven baby

That don’t mean you seen the Lord

No

You can roll your eyes to heaven baby

That don’t mean it’s in your heart

No

If your eyes are open

You see the enemy fight that sacred cause

Whoa

Whoa oh oh

Too many people

Cry out about heaven Yeah

From the warmth of a steeple

Bible held like a sword

It cuts nothing It cuts nothing

Absolutely nothing

But the children of the Lord

You can roll your eyes to heaven baby

I wouldn’t call that a prayer

No

You can roll your eyes to heaven baby

I wouldn’t call that a prayer

No

You can roll your fist for Jesus

But with Jesus, no love gets you anywhere

Whoa

Leon Timbo: Here we go!

Whoa

Too many people

Cry about heaven

Yeah!

From the warmth of a steeple

Hey!

Bible held like a sword

But it cuts nothing It cuts nothing

Absolutely nothing

But the children of the Lord

[funky bass and drum music]

Leon Timbo: Let’s slow it down.

Whoa oh oh

Too many people, yeah

Cry about heaven, yeah

From the warmth of a steeple

Bible held like a sword

It cuts nothing It cuts nothing

Absolutely nothing Absolutely nothing

It cuts nothing It cuts nothing

Absolutely nothing Absolutely nothing

Your hate cuts nothing It cuts nothing

Absolutely nothing Absolutely nothing

But the children of the Lord

[drum roll]

[audience applauding and cheering]