| Song | American Dove - Live |
| Artist | Laura Nyro |
| Album | Spread Your Wings And Fly: Live At The Fillmore East May 30, 1971 |
| Mama, when the moon is done | |
| I walk on by the risin’ sun | |
| Wishin’ all my dreams for every one | |
| It’s been a long time comin’ | |
| I mean love | |
| Spread your wings and fly | |
| American dove | |
| Fifteen and he’s seen such bad around | |
| The worse thing when they told him | |
| God was money he broke down | |
| He went wild | |
| He is my (the) universal child | |
| It’s been a long time comin’ | |
| I mean love | |
| Spread your wings and fly | |
| American dove | |
| Mama - you ask – | |
| Am I alright? | |
| Well sure, but | |
| Johnnie he (ain’t) come home from war | |
| Don’t they honor life no more? | |
| It’s been a long time comin’ | |
| I mean love | |
| Spread your wings and fly | |
| American dove. | |
| Father, ooh | |
| I hear them | |
| They’re talkin’ in the streets thru the grapevine | |
| Guess I’ll go down to meet them | |
| Father I’ll never sell my soul | |
| Not this soul of mine | |
| Father it’s been a long time comin’ | |
| I mean love | |
| Spread your wings and fly | |
| American dove | |
| Pure as the risin’ sun | |
| Tell them the young lord’s come | |
| To bring liberty to every one | |
| Spread your wings | |
| Come on. Spread your wings and fly |
| Mama, when the moon is done | |
| I walk on by the risin' sun | |
| Wishin' all my dreams for every one | |
| It' s been a long time comin' | |
| I mean love | |
| Spread your wings and fly | |
| American dove | |
| Fifteen and he' s seen such bad around | |
| The worse thing when they told him | |
| God was money he broke down | |
| He went wild | |
| He is my the universal child | |
| It' s been a long time comin' | |
| I mean love | |
| Spread your wings and fly | |
| American dove | |
| Mama you ask | |
| Am I alright? | |
| Well sure, but | |
| Johnnie he ain' t come home from war | |
| Don' t they honor life no more? | |
| It' s been a long time comin' | |
| I mean love | |
| Spread your wings and fly | |
| American dove. | |
| Father, ooh | |
| I hear them | |
| They' re talkin' in the streets thru the grapevine | |
| Guess I' ll go down to meet them | |
| Father I' ll never sell my soul | |
| Not this soul of mine | |
| Father it' s been a long time comin' | |
| I mean love | |
| Spread your wings and fly | |
| American dove | |
| Pure as the risin' sun | |
| Tell them the young lord' s come | |
| To bring liberty to every one | |
| Spread your wings | |
| Come on. Spread your wings and fly |