You'll be happier when I'm gone

I'm much to busy to worry

I'll be sad and you'll feel bad

But I know you wont be sorry



As I turn to go 

Please dont waive good-bye

I refuse to cry 

On roads that are paved 

With men who behave 

Like they know where they're going



And I'll stop alond the way

It's then I'll think of you

And I'll wonder if you knew 

When I get blue 

And things got wierd

And i started growing Bob Dylan's beard