Pack up all your dishes,
Make note of all good wishes.
Say goodbye to the landlord for me;
Sonsofb!tches, they always bore me.
Throw out those LA papers;
Moldy box of vanilla wafers.
Leave the key in the old front door lock,
They will find it, likely as not.....
If I can just get off o' that LA Freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught...
Down the road in a cloud of smoke
Lies some land that I ain't bought bought bought...
Mr. Jerry Jeff Walker
A favorite of mine; perhaps yours, too.
I like Jerry Jeff. That's why when I was getting LE to change her name I said, use your real first name and your dad's middle name. It will sound so redneck. Hence Laura Earl was born.
You're making me homesick...They played his rendition of Mr. Bojangles during the funeral for Gregory Hines last week.