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Words and by Arlo Guthrie

I now the time you left
You thought to say
But for how long you would be
was no way to tell
You set out upon your road
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 see again
With perfumed flowers in hands
You stood there in the
They set the for anything
And everyone was
You came and now at home
They stop and ask your

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