| I packed everything I own
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| And I put it in a knapsack
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| I’m leaving Birmingham, yes I am And I ain’t lookin' back
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| I bought me a guitar and I wrote a song
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| I played it for the D.J. |
| on the telephone.
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| Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes I am Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham
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| Alright!
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| Riding on a Greyhound bus
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| 'Cross the Tennessee borderline
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| Eating from a Po' Boy sandwich
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| Taking drinks from a quart of wine
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| I got to get off at the very last stop
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| My ticket’s only good to Little Rock.
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| Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes I am Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham.
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| I got mixed up with a big city woman in Little Rock
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| I had to spend a week one time in the county jail
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| I had to take a two-day job to get my guitar out of hock
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| That’s the way it goes when you got no dough to make bail.
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| I ran out of transportation funds, I had to hitchhike
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| I caught me a ride with a tattooed dude on a motorbike
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| People gonna know when I’m in town
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| Heads are gonna turn when they hear my sound.
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| Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes I am Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham
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| Ow, Uh!
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| You know that I’m tired of going down
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| I believe I’m gonna leave this town
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| I’m leaving Birmingham, Yes I am Yes I am, Yes I am!
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| Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham
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| Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham
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| Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham
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| Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham
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| Bye bye Birmingham
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| Bye bye Birmingham
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| Bye bye Birmingham
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| Bye bye Birmingham
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| Bye bye Birmingham! |