And when the carnival is over
And they all come home together
They’ll find this note that she left on the door:
“If the phone should ring and someone ask to speak to Alice
Just say: Alice doesn’t love here anymore”
Bobby Goldsboro
Alice in Wonderland
How do you get to Wonderland?
Over the hill or under land
Or just behind the tree?
Reality it seems, was just a dream
She couldn’t get it on with the boys on the scene
But what do you expect from a chick who’s just sixteen?
And hey, hey, hey (hey, hey, hey) you know what I mean
All the young girls love Alice
Tender young Alice, they say
Come over and see me
Come over and please me
Alice, it’s my turn today
Last night I said these words to my girl
I know you never even try, girl
C’mon (C’mon), c’mon (C’mon), c’mon (C’mon), c’mon (C’mon)
Please please me, oh yeah, like I please you
(Me) Whoa yeah, like I please you
(Me) Whoa yeah, like I please you
There must be some word today
From my boyfriend so far away
Please Mister Postman, look and see
Is there a letter, a letter for me
I gave a letter to the postman
He put it his sack
Bright and early next morning
He brought my letter back
Return To Sender – Elvis Presley
-“BB”-
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane
Ain’t got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I’m a-goin’ home
My baby, just a wrote me a letter
And I’ll be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo, woo)
I’d rather live in his world (live in his world)
Than live without him in mine
(Her world is his, his and hers alone)
Trains and boats and planes are passing by
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
For someone else, but not for me
The trains and the boats and planes
Took you away, away from me
Got on board a westbound seven forty seven
Didn’t think before deciding what to do
Ooh, that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true
Out on runway number nine, big 747 set to go,
But I’m stuck here on the ground, where the cold winds blow.
Well, the liquor tasted good, and the women all were fast –
Now there she goes, my friend, she’s rolling down at last.
Early Morning Rain – Gordon Lightfoot and others
I know Gordon Lightfoot originally wrote and sang it as a ‘seven-oh-seven’, but over the years (and as the 707s gradually were retired) I’ve heard other artists cover it and update the plane to a ‘seven-four-seven’
-“BB”-
Up go the flaps down go the wheels
I hope you got your heat turned on baby
I hope they finally fixed your automobile
I hope it’s better when we meet again baby
Starlight, star bright
You got the lovin’ that I like all right
Turn this crazy bird around
I shouldn’t have got on this flight tonight
Daniel is traveling tonight on a plane
I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain
Oh, and I can see Daniel waving goodbye
God, it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes
Roxanne
You don’t have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don’t have to sell your body to the night
Oh, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock
And there would stand a stranger
Yes, I’m the son of Hickory Holler’s tramp
Beware of a tall dark stranger
If he comes ridin’ into your town,
A tall dark stranger is danger (danger) –
So don’t let no stranger hang around.
Tall, Dark Stranger – Buck Owens
-“BB”-
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world of woe
But there’s no sickness, toil or danger
In that great world to which I go
I am a man of constant sorrow,
I’ve seen trouble all my days.
I bid farewell to old Kentucky,
The place where I was born and raised
Soggy Bottom Boys
Kentucky rain keeps pouring down
And up ahead’s another town that I’ll go walking through
With the rain in my shoes (Rain in my shoes)
Searching for you
In the cold Kentucky rain
In the cold Kentucky rain
Kentucky sunshine makes the heart unfold
It warms the body
And I know it touches the soul
Bluegrass is fine
Kentucky owns my mind
Bowling Green, Bowling Green