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.
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.
Woke up this morning with my head in my hand. Come on, children, come on. Snow was falling all over the land. Come on, children, come on. . I don't know but I've been told.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . Woke up this morning with my head in my hand. Come on, children, come on. The snow was falling all over the land. Come on, children, come on.
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.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . I remember when I met you. Underneath the evening sky. Now it seems I could forget you. Rescue me, I'm bound to die.
words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . If all the doors were closed in heaven. Where would all the angels go. Would they just fly around forever. Or would they come down here below.
Days are short and I ain't down. The sun is on the hill. Looking in my suitcase for a friend. . The door was opened wide. You know I lost a little pride.
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.
This morning I woke up alone. I spent the day time on my own. Lots of people have come and gone. To hear a cowboy sing an old time song. . Oh babe, I love you so.
Hey brothers, hear me call. It ain't that I had to fall. Wasn't no one's fault last night. That I looked up and felt the light. . Here's hoping you'll understand, I want to feel like a natural man.
Coming in from London from over the Pole. Flying in a big airliner. Chickens flying everywhere around the plane. Could we ever feel much finer?. . Coming into Los Angeles.
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.
There's a tavern up on the roadside, I must be coming into town. The moon must be in Aries, because the truck ain't slowing down. Pulled back on the throttle, I've been doing that all day.
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.