Let it be printed
Let it be known
I’m leaving you I’m going home
And all you can do is just watch me go

I’ve put you down
Talked you up
Defended your honor
And packed it in and picked it up
All you can do is just watch me go

From the eastern seaboard
The landlocked Midwest
The keys, the Alps, the black hills, and Budapest
With my heart in a sling
Tails between my legs their swinging
I’m sorry for leaving

But when the palm trees bow their heads
No matter how cruel I’ve been
L.A. you always let me back in

And you can bury me
When my body breaks
In the earth that created me in the golden state
By my momma and her brother and their momma too

Cause I had a dream that I was carried on backs of a thousand green birds
And they carried me to a place without words
And there was nothing
But there was everything

But when the palm trees bow their heads
No matter how wrong I’ve been
L.A. you always let me back in

And when the palm trees bow their heads
No matter how cruel I’ve been
L.A. you always let me back in