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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 Letras de cancionesAnd 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 should end my days 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 From Letras Mania