Don't Let Me Die In Florida

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 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