L.A. Freeway

I've seen JJW play it like this with a capo on 3  
but I think capo on 2 sounds better. 
 
G 
Pack up all your dishes 
C 
Make note of all good wishes 
G 
Say goodby to the landlord for me 
D 
That sum-bitch has always bored me 
G 
Throw out them old LA papers  
C 
And that moldy box of vanilla wafers 
G 
Adios to all this concrete 
D                                      
Gonna get me some dirt road back street 

         C                    D 
If I can just get off of that LA freeway 
G                         C 
Without getting killed or caught 
G                   Em 
Down that road in a cloud of smoke 
         C                 D 
For some land that I ain't bought bought bought  
 
 
Here's to you old skinny Dennis 
Only one I think I will miss 
I can hear them old bass men singing 
Sweet and low like a gift you'd bring in 
Play it for me just one more time now 
Got to give it all we can now 
I beleive everything your saying 
Just keep on keep on playing 
 
CHORUS 
 
 
Put the pink slip in the mailbox 
Leave the key in the old front door lock 
They will find it likely as not 
With all the things that we have forgot 
Oh Susanna now don't you cry, babe 
Love's a gift that's surely handmade 
We've got something to believe in 
Before you know it's time we're leavin' 
 
CHORUS