Alice's Champagne Palace-Ellis Paul

You take a rickety plane up from Seattle into Anchorage You step on the concrete gazing at the midnight sun Jump in my pickup and we'll drive Bring your troubles down Highway 9 I got a pull-out couch and a job lined up at the cannery You hitch a ride to Homer, Alaska - brother, the drinks will be on me [chorus] Raise a glass, tip the chalice, welcome to Alice's Champagne Palace The finest bar in the strip in Homer, Alaska If you're from New York, LA, Dallas You'll find a home at the Champagne Palace Alice will pour you a cold one, go ahead and ask her If you're running away to Alaska Now the mountains rise from ocean to sky in Homer, Alaska And they'll steal your breath and your troubles in the blink of an eye You'll hear a band with a steel guitar There's a window seat right at the bar The whales are breeching and Alice is preaching "Like a Rolling Stone" She'll push a Mason jar across the bar and say "Mister, welcome home" [repeat chorus] [bridge] You've never been to a prettier place than Homer, Alaska You'll never find a kinder face than the one behind the bar Homer's a town full of misfit toys Renegade women, runaway boys Everybody's got a story here in Homer-town I guess sometimes you gotta go to the end of the earth just to turn yourself around Raise a glass, tip the chalice, welcome to Alice's Champagne Palace The finest bar in the strip in Homer, Alaska If you're from New York, LA, Dallas You'll find a home at the Champagne Palace Alice will pour you a cold one, go ahead and ask her If you're running away.....brother you just might stay..... If you're running away to Alaska.....Alaska....right on the strip in Homer....Alaska