January 23-30, 1978 Lyrics - Alive On Arrival/jack Rabbit Slim (special Anniversary Edition) - Steve Forbert

Plane comes down on the old runway 

Home again for a week I'll stay 

Hanging out like I used to do 

I hope to find some old friends I knew 

Hear the news in the honky tonk 

Who got married, yes, and who split up 

Drinking beer while the jukebox plays 

Brand new songs lead for brand new days 

Quiet nights and empty streets 

Sleepy town, humble home yes 

Same old waltz in the wind 

By the railroad track 

Riding out to a country bridge 

Moonlight shining across the ridge 

Frozen trees neath a billion stars 

Yeah there are 7 friends jammed in Robby's car 

High as kites and wild and gone 

Drunk as well and laughing loud 

Back at home I say good night 

And I close the door 

Sunday morning the church bell rings 

The organ plays and the choir sings 

Where am I while the preacher speaks? 

Dreaming dreams neath my sheets asleep 

Waking up and trying to think 

What went down, what'd we do 

I rub my eyes and shake my head 

Yes and I'm feelin' the sun 

Plane takes off on the old runway 

Snow fell light on the ground today 

Lost an hour that I gained before 

Flying back to my New York door 

Fare thee well, adios adieu 

Yes and best of luck to all of you 

I ain't no saint and I don't pretend to be 

But I hope you all found a friend in me 

City lights blink and shine 

Down below, let it change 

It's often said that life is strange, oh yes 

But compared to what?