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Goin' to the Gate of Horn

In my memory

Red light flickerin' on the tablecloth

Big, dark beer in front of me

How I wish that I was there

Standin' at the bar

Listenin' to Mr. Gibson play

On his fine guitar

It’s a big old twelve-string

And it went like this

Gate of Horn, Gate of Horn

Glad I was Chicago born

Gate of Horn

Meant everythin' to me

I was barely seventeen

Little salty and a little green

Gate of Horn meant everythin' to me

Once in a while they’d play a jig

There was Judy and Peter and Josh and

Odetta

The Clancies and Mary and Paul made it better

Grossman and Tommy and Dickie and Lou

And when one was looking

McGuinn was there too

Then they came and tore it down

Songbirds scattered and we all left town

Gate of Horn

Meant everythin' to me

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