L.A. Freeway

Pack up all your dishes

Make note of all good wishes

Say goodbye to the landlord for me

Son of a bitch, he always bored me

Throw out those L.A. papers

Moldy box of vanilla wafers

Adios to all this concrete

Gonna get me some dirt road backstreet

If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway

Without getting killed or caught

Down that road in a cloud of smoke

To land, some land that I ain't bought

If I can just get off that L.A. Freeway

Without getting killed or caught

Here's to you, old skinny Dennis

The only one I think I will miss

I can hear old bass notes ringin'

So take it low, just like the gift you've been bringin'

Play it for me one more time, friend

You've got to give it all that you can now

I believe everything you've been sayin'

Just keep on, keep on, keep on playin'

If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway

Without getting killed or caught

Down that road in a cloud of smoke

To land, some land that I ain't bought

If I just get off that L.A. Freeway

Without getting killed or caught

Put the pink slip in the mailbox

Leave the key in the old front door lock

They will find it likely as not

They're the things we have forgot

Oh Susanna, don't you cry

Do you not love me, truly handmade

We got somethin' we believe in

Texas coming, now it's time we was leavin'

If I can just get off of that L.A. Freeway

Without getting killed or caught

Down that road in a cloud of smoke

To land a car that I ain't bought

If I can just get off that L.A. Freeway

Without getting killed or caught

From the back, mama

Oh no

We're Texas bound, leavin' town

Hammered down, come on