Cream - Live at the Fillmore "Wheels of Fire" (1968)

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Jack Bruce – vocals, lead vocals, bass, cello, harmonica Ginger Baker – drums, percussion, bells, glockenspiel, timpani Eric Clapton – guitar, vocals Tracklist 1.Crossroads (Robert Johnson, arr. Clapton) 10 March 1968 at Winterland, San Francisco, CA. (1st show) 4:13 2.Spoonful (Willie Dixon) 10 March 1968 at Winterland, San Francisco, CA. (1st show) 16:43 3.Traintime (Bruce) 8 March 1968 at Winterland, San Francisco, CA. (1st show) 7:01 4.Toad (Baker) 7 March 1968 at The Fillmore, San Francisco, CA. (2nd show) 16:15 Lyrics Crossroads I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please." I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown. And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down. Spoonful Could fill spoons full of diamonds, Could fill spoons full of gold. Just a little spoon of your precious love Will satisfy my soul. Men lies about it. Some of them cries about it. Some of them dies about it. Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. Could fill spoons full of coffee, Could fill spoons full of tea. Just a little spoon of your precious love; Is that enough for me? Men lies about it. Some of them cries about it. Some of them dies about it. Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, yeah. Could fill spoons full of water, Take them from the desert sands. But a little spoon of your forty-five Saved you from another man. Men lies... Some of them cries about it. Some of them dies... Everything's a-fightin' about it. Everything's a-cryin' about it. Everything's-a... everything's a-dyin' about it. Everything's a-cryin' about it. Everything's a-lyin' about it In your home, in all... Spoonful, spoonful. Yeah! Here I am, dyin' about it, Ah-ah, yes, cryin' about it. That spoon, that spoon, that... Little old spoon, little old spoon, little old... Little old spoon, little old spoon, little old spoon. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful, yeah. Ah, yeah... Everything's a-dyin' about it... Yeah! Alright. Traintime See the old train go down the track Hear the wheels go clicketty clack It's comin' home, comin' home Leavin' town baby, ain't comin' home no more Get the train, you know why I'm leavin' No use in greavin', well I'm leavin' Well I'm leavin' town Leave town, ain't comin' home no more Traintime baby, traintime almost here Traintime baby, traintime almost here So give me one more time do dah yeh Traintime baby Traintime baby Bye bye baby Bye bye Bye bye Bye bye Bye bye Bye bye Bye bye baby