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Guy Clark, "L.A. Freeway," Austin City Limits
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Guy Clark
Guy Clark
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Guy Clark
Guy Clark
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Neil Wilburn
Neil Wilburn
Producer
Al Pachucki
Al Pachucki
Engineer

Lyrics

Pack up all your dishes
Make note of all good wishes
And say goodbye to the landlord for me
That son of a bitch has always bored me
Throw out them LA papers
And that mouldy box of vanilla wafers
Adios to all this concrete
Gonna get me some dirt road back street
If I can just get off of
I'll be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought
And it's, here's to you old Skinny Dennis
The only one I think I will miss
I can hear that old bass singing
Sweet and low, like a gift you're bringing
Play it for me one more time now
Got to give it all we can now
I believe every thing you're saying
And just to keep on, keep on playing
If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught
I'll be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought
And you put the pink card in the mailbox
Leave the key in the front door lock
They'll 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 got somethin' to believe in
Don't you think it's time we're leavin'?
If I can just get off of this LA freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught
I'll be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought
If I can just get off of this LA freeway
Without gettin' killed or caught
Down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought
So pack up all your dishes
Make note of all good wishes
And say goodbye to the landlord for me
That son of a bitch has always bored me
Written by: Guy Clark

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