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