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Words and by Arlo Guthrie

I remember now the you left
You thought to say
But for how you would be gone
was no way to tell
You just set out upon your
It you lots of grief
And you many places that
You came to, for to

Alone for years you around
At your ship come in
Well, charge admission on her
Or her out again

Among the that you met
Are some you'll see
perfumed flowers in your hands
You stood in the rain
set the stage for anything
And everyone was
You came and now at home
They stop and ask name

You'd like to see your again
The ones left on the
And ramble `round from town to
And tell me what's told
And the song you sang before
You sat before the
And fate alone will you on
And give you words to