Released on February 13, 1974

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It would be better to wake up

And her the birdies singin'

And the fishes a' swimmin' in the creek

Then to hear the sirens ringin'

My flat's a' shakin' beneath my feet

I've got the shaky flat blues

I ain't got nothing to lose

So I'll just pack up my bag and move

I wish I had a little garden where I could grow some food

Not a backyard full of garbage and a head that's full of blues

Oh me I love to see the sunshine, I love to see the moon

Not the smog and air pollution, too many people, too little room

I've got the shaky flat blues

I ain't got nothing to lose

So I'll just pack up my bag and move

In the city just listen to the horns a blowin' (Beep beep)

It drives me crazy

Tell me there's a place where corn is growing

Shade trees and cool breeze

And I can just relate

Peaceful days and quiet nights

Away from all the city lights

Diesel trucks and meter maids

Don't forget to draw your shades

Freeways and buildings blocking your view

Nothin' in the paper but bad news

I've got the shaky flat blues

I ain't got nothing to lose

So I'll just pack up my bag and move

In the city just listen to the horns a blowin' (Beep beep)

It drives me crazy

Tell me there's a place where corn is growing

Shade trees and cool breeze

And I can just relate

Peaceful days and quiet nights

Away from all the city lights

Diesel trucks and meter maids

Don't forget to draw your shades

Freeways and buildings blocking your view

Nothin' in the paper but bad news

Lord I've got the shaky flat blues

I ain't got nothing to lose

So I'll just pack up my bag and move

Yeah, I've got the shaky flat blues

I ain't got nothing to lose

So I'll just pack up my bag and move