Road Trip

Well, when you’re sitting there
In your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folks
that you know
Well I hope you won’t see me
In my ragged company
You know I could never be alone
Ref: A — D…
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you’re the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won’t forget to put roses on your grave
kein Zwischenspiel
Well, you’re sitting back In your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I’ll be in my basement room
With a needle and a spoon
And another girl can take my pain away
Ref: A — D…
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you’re the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won’t forget to put roses on your grave
Solo
Ref: A — D…
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you’re the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flower by the U.S. mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won’t forget to put roses on your grave
And I won’t forget to put roses on your grave