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 then packed in and picked it up When all you can do is just watch me go From the Eastern seaboard, The land-locks Mid-west The keys, the Alps, the Blackhills and Budapest With my heart in a sling tail, Between my legs are swinging I'm sorry for leaving But when The palm trees bow their heads No matter how wrong I've been LA, 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 her momma too Cause I had a dream 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 And it sounded like this But when The palm trees bow their heads No matter how cruel I've been LA, you always let me back in And when the ṗalm trees bow their heads No matter how cruel I've been LA, you always let me back in, in Oh back in, in, oh back in, in