Goin’ to Florida lyrics
by Michael Hurley
Well I'm gettin' ready to go to Florida
In the tall tall pines, that's where I'll be
I won't have nobody to draw me water
Or pull them blankets over me
I been livin' up in the mountains
Hawks and the jets combin' my hair
The low hangin' clouds and the wild flowers
They are hidin' from my baby there
Well I am the overseer of all creation
And it's so strange, owl said to me
You can wash your body, you can body your soul
But you can't wash off sweet jelly roll
I been livin' up in the mountains
Hawks and the jets crazin' me
The low hangin' clouds and the wild flowers
They are hidin' from my baby there, ooh
Well I like it best when I get my rest
In the tall tall pines, I build my nest
My mama ain't gonna be here so I believe I'm leavin'
To a place I find, it's a better climb