Don't Let Me Die in Florida (Acoustic)

Please don't let me die in Florida

I don't care about my name

If you catch me dying in Daytona

Roll my bed on to a train

I was born in Indian summer

In the South End long ago

And those dirty streets cried out for rain

And this is what I know

And the rains came and they only stopped

Just in time for snow

And the icy cold filled up my shoes

And this is what I know

Please don't let me die in Florida

I don't care about my name

If you catch me dying in Orlando

Roll my bed on to a train

Well I went to war to fight the Japs

When the war was over

I threw my cap

Just as far as you could throw a thing

I went at home and gave my girl a ring

I put the highways and the black top down

Turned the prairies into the towns

And those hills gave way just like a wedding gown

I put the highways and the black top down

I don't need to see no mirror

I ain't never gonna see my own face

Just a reflection of somebody

Who's gonna leave without a trace

Roll me over them hills so cold and proud

Let the night come in and lay my shroud

I ain't never been to Cal-i-forn-aye-ay

Maybe that's where I could end my days

Don't let me die in Florida

I don't care about my name

If you catch me dying in Orlando

Roll my bed on to a train