Hello L.A., Bye Bye Birmingham

I ran out of transportation funds, I had to hitchhike
Bye, bye Birmingham
Hello L.A., bye, bye Birmingham

I bought me a guitar and I wrote a song
My ticket's only good to Little Rock
Riding on a Greyhound bus 'cross the Tennessee borderline
I'm leaving Birmingham, yes, I am
I got mixed up with a big city woman in Little Rock
You know that I'm tired of going down
I had to take a two-day job to get my guitar out of hock
Hello L.A., bye, bye Birmingham
I played it for the DJ on the telephone
Hello L.A., bye, bye Birmingham
Hello L.A., bye, bye Birmingham
Hello L.A., bye, bye Birmingham
Bye, bye Birmingham

Hello L.A., bye, bye Birmingham
I had to spend a week one time in the county jail

I believe I'm gonna leave this town
Bye, bye Birmingham
Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes, I am
Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes, I am

Eating from a Po' Boy sandwich, taking drinks from a quart of wine
Heads are gonna turn when they hear my sound

Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes, I am
Ow, uh
Hello L.A., bye, bye Birmingham
That's the way it goes when you got no dough to make bail
Alright
I got to get off at the very last stop
People gonna know when I'm in town

Yes, I am, yes, I am
I caught me a ride with a tattooed dude on a motorbike
Bye, bye Birmingham