Listen to L.A. Freeway song with lyrics from Guy Clark

L.A. Freeway

Guy Clark16 Aug 1998

L.A. Freeway Lyrics

 

L A Freeway - Guy Clark

 

Pack up all your dishes

Make note of all good wishes

Say goodbye to the landlord for me

That son of a b**ch has always bored me

 

Throw out them LA papers

And that moldy box of vanilla wafers

Adios to all this concrete

Gonna get me some dirt road back street

 

If I can just get off of this LA freeway

Without getting killed or caught

I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke

For some land that I ain't bought bought bought

Here's to you old skinny Dennis

Only one I think I will miss

I can hear that old bass singing

Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin'

Play it for me just one more time now

Got to give it all we can now

I beleive everything your saying

Just keep on keep on playing

 

If I can just get off of this LA freeway

Without getting killed or caught

I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke

For some land that I ain't bought bought bought

And you put the pink card in the mailbox

Leave the key in the old front door lock

They will find it likely as not

I'm sure there's somethin' we have forgot

Oh Susanna don't you cry babe

Love's a gift that's surely handmade

We've got something to believe in

Dontcha' think it's time we're leavin'

 

If I can just get off of this LA freeway

Without getting killed or caught

I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke

For some land that I ain't bought bought bought

If I can just get off of this LA freeway

Without getting killed or caught

I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke

For some land that I ain't bought

 

Pack up all your dishes

Make note of all good wishes

Say goodbye to the landlord for me

 

That son of a b**ch has always bored me