Bill and Alice, Rolling On

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Bill met Alice by the bus stop in the rain, He offered her his umbrella; it had one working pane. She said, “That’s very thoughtful,” then the handle came undone, They shared a soggy newspaper and laughed until the sun. [Chorus] Bill and Alice, rolling on, One shoe missing, moving strong. Maps get lost and plans go sideways, Still they make a feast of Fridays. Through every bend, through every mile, They travel life in single file— Then switch the lead and argue who Was sure the road went that-a-way, not through. [Verse 2] They bought a little motorcar, a mint-green secondhand, Bill said, “I can fix that rattle,” with a wrench in either hand. Alice packed a thermos and a blanket for the seat; They drove three miles, got turned around, and called it quite a treat. [Chorus] Bill and Alice, rolling on, One shoe missing, moving strong. Maps get lost and plans go sideways, Still they make a feast of Fridays. Through every bend, through every mile, They travel life in single file— Then switch the lead and argue who Was sure the road went that-a-way, not through. [Verse 3] Now Bill misplaces glasses that are perched upon his head, Alice checks the pantry twice, then finds the jam in bed. They dance beside the kettle when the radio plays old, And share one scarf between them when the weather turns to cold. [Bridge] They’ve seen the rent go up and down, New babies move to far-off towns, A dozen roofs, a hundred starts, And birthdays counted on two charts. [Final Chorus] Bill and Alice, rolling on, Still make jokes before the dawn. If the train is late, they’ll wait there, If they miss it, they’ll have cake there. Through every bend, through every mile, They travel life in single file— Then switch the lead and grin anew: “Your turn to ask where we’re going to!” [Outro] Bill says, “Home?” Alice says, “Maybe.” They take the scenic route—and tea.