Words and Music Arlo Guthrie. . Every hand in the land. Shakes along with me. It don't seem that I can dream. Like I used to dream. . Maybe that somebody is shaking me.
Gonna sit right here and sing myself a tune. That I wrote one afternoon after everyone had gone. And I know that this won't mean a lot to you. You've got better things to do but for me I'll just go on.