[00:00.00] 作词 : Guy Charles Clark
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Guy Charles Clark
[00:30.81]Guy Clark
[00:31.02]Pack up all the dishes
[00:34.17]Make a note of all good wishes
[00:37.86]Say goodbye to the landlord for me
[00:41.82]Aw you know he always bored me
[00:45.33]And throw out all those LA papers
[00:49.05]The moldy box of Vanilla Wafers
[00:52.89]Adios to all this concrete
[00:56.79]Gonna get me some dirt road back streets
[01:16.92]Now here's to you old Skinny Dennis
[01:20.61]The only one I think I will miss
[01:24.57]I can hear those bass notes ringin'
[01:27.75]As sweet and low like a gift your bringin'
[01:32.16]So play it for me one more time now
[01:35.91]You got to give it all you can now
[01:39.21]Well I believe every word you're sayin'
[01:41.94]Just to keep on keepin' on, keep on playin'
[01:46.44]Chorus:
[01:47.31]Well I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
[01:51.60]Without getting killed or caught
[01:55.65]Down the road in a cloud of smoke
[01:58.56]To some land that, baby, we ain't bought
[02:02.31]If I can just get off this L.A. freeway
[02:32.79]Leave the key card in the mailbox
[02:36.42]Leave the key in that old front lock
[02:40.08]They can find it likely as not
[02:43.68]There must be somethin' we have forgot
[02:47.52]Oh, Susanna don't you cry babe
[02:51.18]Love's a gift and truly handmade
[02:55.05]We got somethin' to believe in
[02:58.26]Texas is callin, baby, it's time we were leavin'
[03:02.88]Chorus

作词 : Guy Charles Clark
作曲 : Guy Charles Clark
Guy Clark
Pack up all the dishes
Make a note of all good wishes
Say goodbye to the landlord for me
Aw you know he always bored me
And throw out all those LA papers
The moldy box of Vanilla Wafers
Adios to all this concrete
Gonna get me some dirt road back streets
Now here's to you old Skinny Dennis
The only one I think I will miss
I can hear those bass notes ringin'
As sweet and low like a gift your bringin'
So play it for me one more time now
You got to give it all you can now
Well I believe every word you're sayin'
Just to keep on keepin' on, keep on playin'
Chorus:
Well I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught
Down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land that, baby, we ain't bought
If I can just get off this L.A. freeway
Leave the key card in the mailbox
Leave the key in that old front lock
They can find it likely as not
There must be somethin' we have forgot
Oh, Susanna don't you cry babe
Love's a gift and truly handmade
We got somethin' to believe in
Texas is callin, baby, it's time we were leavin'
Chorus