Grand Central Station, March 18, 1977 Lyrics - Alive On Arrival/jack Rabbit Slim (special Anniversary Edition) - Steve Forbert

Grand Central station, wheels and it deals 

The crowds rush and scramble 

Round past the new stands and out across the floors 

And I did some singin', and I played guitar 

Down near a doorway 

Howlin' out words and bangin' out chords 

Well, think what you will, laugh if you like 

It don't make no difference to me 

I'll open my case, and I might catch a coin 

But all ears may listen for free 

Big clocks were tickin', trains came and went 

Sad, ragged figures limped in the hallways 

And dug through the trash 

While old folks and young folks passed in a flood 

On dashing somewhere 

Wrapped in their lives and gone in a flash 

Well, think what you will, laugh if you like 

It don't make no difference to me 

I'll open my case, and I might catch a coin 

But all ears may listen for free 

Well, a man came a talkin' and he stopped where I stood 

He warned me so gravely 

The cops here'll nab ya, boy and they'll take ya right on down, yes 

But I took my chances, and luck saw me through 

I stayed until' I'd finished 

Played what I pleased and poured out my sound 

Well, think what you will, laugh if you like 

It don't make no difference to me 

I'll open my case, and I might catch a coin 

But all ears may listen for free