Door Number Three

 Goodman/Jimmy Buffett

Steve Goodman - Vocals, Accoustic Guitar

Sheldon Ira Plotkin - Drums

Vassar Clements - Fiddle

John Burns - Electric Guitar

Sieve Burgh - Electric Guitar

Winnie Winston - Pedal Steel Guitar

Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass

Jeff Guicheon - Piano

Raun MacKinnon - Harmony and Background Vocals

Bonnie Koloc & Diane Holmes - Background Vocals





I took a wrong turn, but it was a right turn

My turn to have me a ball

The boys at the shop told me where to stop

If I wanted to play for it all

But I didn't know I'd find her on day-time TV

'Cause my world lies waiting behind door number three



Now I don't want what Jay's got on his table

Or the box Carol Merril points to on the floor

But I'll hang out just as long as I am able

Until I can unlock that lucky door

Well she's no big deal to most folks, but she's everything to me

'Cause my whole world lies behind door number three



'Ain't it hard to realize

He's not selling any alibis

When he stares into the vacuum of your eyes

And says. . . Do you wanta make a deal'

They found us in the lost and found

Love is blind but now I see

That my whole world lies waiting behind door number three



Yes, my whole wodd lies waiting behind door number three





'* Quote used from Bob Dylon         'Like A Rolling Stone'

Big Ears Music/Red Pajamas Music (ASCAP);

ABC Dunhill Music (BMI)

c1965 M. Whitmork & Sons (ASCAP)

Used by permission.  All rights reserved.

Blue Umbrella

John Prine



Steve Goodman -Vocals, Accoustic Guitar

Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass

John Bums - Electric Guitar

Winnie Winston - Pedal Steel Guitar

Jeff Gutcheon - Piano

Saul Broudy - Harmonica

Abby Newton - Cellos

Sheldon Ira Plotkin - Drums and Percussion

Bonnie Koloc - Background Vocals



Feelings are strange 'specially when they come true,

And I had a feeling that you'd be leaving soon,

So I tried to rearrange all my emotions,

But it seems the same - no matter what I do.



Blue Umbrella, rest upon my shoulder,

And hide the pain while the rain makes up my mind,

Well, my feet are wet from thinking this thing over,

It's been so long since I felt the warm sunshine.



Just give me one good reason,

And I promise I won't ask you any more,

Just give me one extra season,

So I can figure out the other four.



The day-time makes me wonder why you left me,

The night-time makes me wonder what I said,

The next time all the words I'd like to plan on,

The lost time was the only thing you said.



Walden Music, lnc.lsour Gropes Music (ASCAP)

This Hotel Room

Steve Goodman



Steve Goodman -Vocals, Accoustic Guitar

Steve Burgh - Acousftc Guitar

Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass

Sheldon lm Plotkin - Drums

Jeff Gutcheon - Piano

Jethro Burns - Mandolin

Jack The Bear - Cornets

Ken Bloom - Boss Clarinet, Clarinet



This hotel room's got a lot of stuff,

A laundry bag and a shoe-shine cloth,

Thirty-two hangers, and a touch-tone phone,

With a light that comes on, when I ain't home.



I ain't home, I ain't home, you better leave a message,

'Cause I ain't home.



They got an air conditioner for when I'm hot

And a radiator for when I'm not

Two big chairs siffin' side by side

With the Holy Bible and the TV Guide.



TV Guide, TV Guide, great god almighty,

It's a TV Guide.



I got a second story view from curb to curb

I got a sign that says do not disturb

A monogram towel and a bucket of ice.

A chest of drawers and a mirror that lies.



A mirror that lies; a mirror that lies.

That can't be me and it's a mirror that lies.



They got a room service menu for food and drink,

A porcelain throne and aluminum sink,

Two big pillows to rest my head,

And magic fingers on a king size bed



Put in the quarter, turn out the light

Magic fingers make you feel all right.



Feel all right, feel all right,

Magic fingers make you feel all right.



This old hotel's all right with me

They pay the postage if you lose the key

This hotel room's got a lot of stuff

But I believe I've had enough.



I called my baby, said don't you pout

I'm packin' my bags and I'm checkin' out

Just as soon as you hang up the telephone

Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home



Comin' home, comin' home,

Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home.



Big Ears Music/Red Pajamas Music (ASCAP)

Spoon River

Mike Smith



Steve Goodman -Vocals, Accouslic Guitar

Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass

Jethro Burns - Mandolin

Saul Broody - Harmonica

Ken Bloom - - Banduras

Ron MacKinnon - Organ and Background Vocals

Abby Newton - Cellos

Bonnie Koloc & Diane Holmes - Background Vocals





All of the river boat gamblers are losing their shirts

All of the brave union soldier boys sleep in the dirt

But you know and I know, there never was reason to hurt

All of our lives were entwined to begin with,

Here in spoon river.



All of the calico dresses, the gingham and lace,

Are up in the attic with Grandfather's derringer case,

There's words whispered down in the parlour, a shadowy face,

The morning is heavy with one more beginning,

Here in spoon river.



Come to the dance, Mary Perkins, I like you right well,

The union's preserved, if you listen you'll hear all the bells,

There must be a heaven, God knows that I've seen most of hell,

My rig is outside, come and ride through the morning,

Here in spoon river.



Bird Avenue Publishing Co. (BMI)

Jessie's Jig

(Rob's Romp, Beth's Bounce)

Steve Goodman/Bill Swofford



Steve Goodman -Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

Bill Swofford - Acoustic Guitar

Saul Broody - Harmonica

Jethro Bums - Mandolin

Vassar Clements - Fiddle

Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass

Sheldon Ira Plotkin - Drums



Big Ears Music/Red Pajamas Music (ASCAP)

It's A Sin To Tell A Lie

Billy Mayhew





Steve Goodman -Vocals, Accoustic Guitar



Just be sure when you say 'I love you'

It's a sin to tell a lie.

Millions of hearts have been broken,

Just because these words were spoken.

I love you, yes, I do, I love you.

If you break my heart I'll die.



(1 st Chorus)

Be sure it's true, when you say, 'I love you"

It's a sin to tell a lie.



(2nd Chorus)

So be sure it's true, when you soy, 'I love you"

It's a sin to tell a lie!

Be sure it's a lie!



Bregman, Vocco and Conn, Inc. (ASCAP)

Copyright renewed 1960 by Bregman, Vocco and Conn,

Inc. (ASCAP)

Used by permission.  All rights reserved.

I Can't Sleep

Steve Goodman



Steve Goodman -Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

Sheldon lra Plotkin - Drums

Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass

Jeff Gutcheon - Piano and Organ

Steve Burgh - Tremolo Guitar

John Burns - Eledfic Guitar

Jethro Burns - Mandolin

Ken Bloom - Tenor Saxophones

Saul Broudy - Harmonica

Ron MacKinnon, Diane Holmes & Bonnie Koloc - Background Vocals



Last night I stayed up late to watch the sunrise

It afforded a wonderful view

Count the sheep till I cry

Count the times you said goodbye

I can't sleep when I can't sleep with you



There's no need to think you'd remember

A love like some forgotten I.O.U.

I've been watchin' the dawn

Every night since you're gone

And I can't sleep when I can't sleep with you



Oh babe

I'm so lonely

Now I'm wonderin' what I'm gonna do

All of my life I've been dreamin' a sweet dream

How was I to know that dream was you



Last night I stayed up late to watch the sunrise

And I'll stay up late tomorrow night, too

Count the sheep till I cry

Count the times you said goodbye

And I can't sleep when I can't sleep with you



Oh babe

I'm so lonely

Now I'm wonderin' what I'm gonna do

You don't have to wake me when it's over

Now I know I can't get over you



Last night I stayed up late to watch the sunrise

And I'll stay up late tomorrow night, too

Hear that early bird call

Ain't it hard when you fall

And I can't sleep when I can't sleep with you



Big Ears Music/Red Pajamas Music (ASCAP)

Moby Book

Steve Goodman/David Amram



Steve Goodman -Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

Hugh McDonald - Elecirk Boss

Sheldon lra Plotkin - Drums

John Burns - Electric Guitar

Jeff Gutcheon - Piano

Steve Burgh - Electric Guitar and Dobro Guitar

Saul Broudy - Electric Harp





Call me Ishmael

Ishmael is my name

Call me Ishmael

Ishmael is my name

And I served under Captain Ahab

And I sailed in Bounding Maine



Ahab walked out that deck

And he said unto his men

'Til we spot that great white whale

We will not sail home again

And he took out a gold coin

And he nailed it to the tree

Says this coin belongs to the man

Who spots the whale that took my leg from me



Forty days at sea, forty days and forty nights

We took many a whale my boys...

But not one great white whale in sight

Hear that lookout holler - oh there she blows

Lower the boats

And over the side we go



Queequeg threw that first harpoon

Ahab threw another

Starbuck threw a third

And the boat capsized in the water

Now that great white whale is the biggest I ever did see

And I pray oh Lord

Won't you save for me



Oh the sea gets boilin'

And makes a mournful sound

The Peaquod was lost

And many a man did drown

Black blood comes from that white whale

What's that I see

Ahab ride that whale's tail



And when I woke up on a British Man O' War

I made a vow to the moon and stars

I would go to sea no more



Call me Ishmael

Ishmael is my name

I served under Captain Ahab

Out on the Bounding Maine



Big Ears Music/Red Pajamas Music (ASCAP)

Lookin' For Trouble

Steve Goodman



Steve Goodman -Vocals, Accoustic Guitar

Hugh McDonald - Bass

Saul Broudy - Harmonicas



The first time you take a drink

It makes you spit & sputter

Shiver and shutter

Mumble and mutter

But the next one tastes so sweet

It makes you want another

And now you're drinkin' all the time



If you're lookin' for trouble

Trouble will find  you

Trouble will find  you

Trouble will find you

Don't go lookin' for trouble

Trouble will find you

And you sure don't have to look too hard



The first time you shade the truth

You want to run and hide

Your tongue gets tied

Your throat gets dry

And you start thinkin' that no one maybe knows you lied

And now you're shady all the time



Don't go lookin' for trouble

Trouble will find you

And you sure don't have to look too hard

Trouble will pin a tail on you

And follow you around

And catch you when your number is up

And when your guard is down



The first time you fall in love

And the skies are sunny

She calls you honey

Your jokes are funny

Then she reminds you she was only in it for the money

And now you're drinkin' all the time



Don't go lookin' for trouble

Trouble will find you

Trouble will find you

Deaf, dumb, & blind

You don't go lookin' for trouble

Let me remind you

You sure don't have to look too hard

Trouble in your own backyard



Big Ears MusicIRed Pajamas Music (ASCAP)

Mama Don't Allow It

Charles "Cow Cow" Davenport/Sammy Cahn



Steve Goodman - Vocals, Accoustic Guitar

Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass

Sheldon Ira Plotkin - Drums

Jethro Burns - Mandolin

Carl Martin - Mandolin and Vocals

Ted Bogan - Acoustic Guitar

Howard Armstrong - Fiddle

Jeff Gutcheon - Piano



Anne-Rachel Music Corp. (ASCAP)