Roger Creager

Roger Creager - L.A. freeway songtekst

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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'
 
 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'
 

 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.
 
 Without getting killed or caught.
 Ain't never gonna catch me.
 Goin down to some land we ain't bought.
 If I can just get off this L.A. freeway.
 Texas is callin', Callin' me back home.
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Publisher: Dualtone

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Uitgegeven in: 1998

Taal: Engels

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