Circle Of Friends
(Dunlop / Schmidt)

It was one of these days
with me just hanging around
The sky was blue I was
dreaming in my empty bed,
suddenly I found myself
on the road to Monterey

A child of God with
flowers in her hair,
she asked me
‘’ will you join us, everybody will be there?“
at this tribal gathering
and the sound of a 12-string.

Here we go again my friend,
it’s a story that never ends
so we start it all over again:
circle of friends.

A four-man-band was
playing some sixties rock’n’roll,
there was laughing and singing
and dancing of every soul,
there was natural harmony,
artificial energy

repeat chorus
repeat chorus


(The song is dedicated to the spirit of the Monterey Pop & Jazz Festival in June, 1967.)