Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song L.A. Freeway (Pack Up All Your Dishes), artist - Guy Clark. Date of issue: 26.01.2017
Song language: English
L.A. Freeway (Pack Up All Your Dishes) |
| Pack up all your dishes. |
| Make note of all good wishes. |
| Say goodbye to the landlord for me. |
| That son of a bitch 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 |
| 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' |
| Repeat ½ of verse 1 |