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Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen
To Calumet, Michigan in the copper country
I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall
And the miners are having their big Christmas ball

I'll take you in a door and up a high stairs
Singing and dancing is heard everywhere
I'll let you shake hands with the people you see

This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant, that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's Restaurant.

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back

Anytime you're feelin' lonely
Anytime you're feelin' blue
Anytime you feel downhearted
That will prove your love for me is true

Anytime you""re thinkin' about me
That's the time I'll be thinkin' of you
So anytime you say you want me back again

Warm me from the wind and take my hand
A song is sounding, softly singing
My song is cast upon the rainbow waves
Forever splashing in the sunlight

Prove to me there's a love still left
In all of this emptiness all around me
Yes take me from the chilling of the evening

Am Am/G D/F# FComing in from London from way over the pole
C E - E7Flying in a big air-liner
Am Am/G D/F# FChicken flying everywhere a-round the plane
C E - E7Could we ever feel much finer
CHORUS:Am Am/G D Am Am/G DComing into Los Angeles, Bringin in a couple of keys
Am Am/G D/F# F C - E - E7Don't touch my bag if you please mister customs man
There's a guy with a ticket to MexicoNo he couldn't look much strangerWalking in the hall with his things and allSmiling, said he was the Lone Ranger
CHORUS

It's the tenth of January
And I still ain't had no sleep
She comes waItzing in the nighttime
Made of wings
She is dressed up like a bandit
With a hundred sparkling rings
Looking for my company to keep
Coming closer to me

The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are piled in their cresote dumps
They're flying you back to the Mexico border
To pay all your money to wade back again

My father's own father, he wanted that river
They took all the money he made in his life
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees

Words and music by Arlo Guthrie

And for myself I have no regrets
That time has taken what it soon forgets
A gambler's paradise in short vignettes

These stolen moments from the hourglass
A burning candle while the night-time lasts

Sitting down on a country fence post
Sitting down watchin’ trucks roll by
Sitting down under the light of day now
You know that I won’t tell you no lie


I’ve been here about an hour or so
And nothing much is going down

I went down to the grocery store
To get in I had to pay a dime or more
I hadn't yet begun to start
When I had to pay the rent on the shopping cart

Deedle lee dumb, deedle lee dumb
Deedle lee dumb de dumb dumb

Adapted by Arlo Guthrie

Guabi Guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana
Guabi Guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana

Ni izome tingy la ma bonza

[CHORUS:]
Lying on the side of the road
Feeling like he heard a sound
Shivered with the feelin' that he knowed
John looked down, John looked down
John looked down the long, long road

She gave John a present that was fine

Lonely sunshine, days come easy,
Spend my time alone at rest,
And if I were the last to leave here,
Now would these roads be any less?

Oh, I'm the last to leave.
Now would these ribbon highway roads
Be less wonderful to me?

I wanna hop on the last train in the station
Won't need to get yourself prepared
When you're on that last train for glory
You'll know, you're reasonably there

Maybe you ain't walked on any highway
You've just been flyin' in the air
But if you're on that last train to glory

[Chorus]
I don't need no diamond ring
I don't need no Cadillac car
Just want to drink my Ripple wine
Down in the Lightnin' Bar
Down in the Lightnin' Bar

Some people value fortune and fame

Words and music by Robb (Rabbitt) MacKay

Some times when the sun goes down
And I'm lost in some other town
My thoughts may drift away
To Manzanillo Bay

And I can see a fisherman

Like a dream in the night
As the snow settles white
There's a fire burning bright
In Massachusetts

And there's a house upon a hill
That keeps us from the chill
And by the grace of God

Me and my goose
Me and my pal
We had some very good times
Me and my goose his name was Al
And he cost only a dime

Over meadows we'd stray
Playing all day

My love, you're like the wind on the run
I never know where you are coming from
I wasn't easily won

My love I saw you first long ago
I didn't think then, now I know
How long it took love to grow

My old friend every now and then
Your face just comes to mind
And I recall the good times
When you and I
We watched the days go by
We thought they’d never end
My old friend

Words and music by Arlo Guthrie

Looked into your eyes this morning
You were far away
You must have known I was looking for you
You knew you couldn't stay
All these winds blowin' on me
Blowing in the nighttime lonely

Words and music by Arlo Guthrie

Living now here but for fortune
Placed by fate's mysterious schemes
Who'd believe that we're the ones asked
To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams

Arise sweet destiny, time runs short

I had a friend, a friend I could trust
He went into the park and got busted
Doing the ring-a-round-a-rosy rag
Went in the park late at night
And he put a lot of people over eighty up tight
He was doing the ring-a-round-a-rosy rag

CHORUS:

Too many women growing up wrong
Get an education, thinking thoughts on their own
Making decisions, telling men what to do
Look at the trouble that we're all going through
Russian girls could save the world

Here in America, land of the free
Used to mean something to you and to me

On a long lonesome journey I'm going
Oh darling, and please don't you cry
Though in shackles and chains they will take me
In prison to stay till I die

And at night through the bars, I gaze at the stars
And I long for your kisses in vain
A piece of stone I will use for my pillow

If I could go back home to the place I was raised
I'd catch the next bus and be there in a few days
But I just can't do it, I was raised on the road
I've got no place to go to, so l guess I'll stay on

There's dreams that I've had, I wrote in songs yesterday
But the waves of the world have washed them away
Still I carry them with me wherever I go

Ridin' on The City of New Orleans
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Two conductors and a-twenty-five sacks a' mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
And moves on along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains what ain't got no names

Of all the lonesome cowboys in the West
I figure I've gotta be the lonesomest.
I want to right the reins where there's lots of ... rum,
feel the wind blow free, it's never ... brush plumb
Rather be on my own, son, singing my lonesome cowboy blues.

Yes I'm the lonesomest cowboy that I know,
but when it comes to ... a message I move real slow.

The Motorcycle Song
words and music by Arlo Guthrie

CHORUS:
I don't want a pickle
Just want to ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want a tickle
'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle

There's gonna be some changin' 'round
Babe, when you come turn me down
Trifled on me for your last time
When I come home at night
Why you always start a fight?

Now, babe I want you to know
You left your motor runnin' slow

Words and music by Leah Kunkel

Oh, last night I sat by your side
Oh, I was feelin' so lonely
Would have given up my pride
All night I was so lonely

Then you took to the streets