Getting off of that LA Freeway

The journey of the Homesteaders has had interesting stops along the way.  Including an interlude in LA.  Now the trail leads to a new beginning that is literally along a "dirt road back street".  It calls to mind the classic song written by Guy Clark and performed by various artists starting with the one and only Jerry Jeff Walker.  

Here's the place.  As seen from the dirt road.

By the way, the song lyrics vary depending on who sings it - and probably how late in the evening it was sung! - but more or less:

Pack up all your dishes.

Make note of all good wishes.

Say goodbye to the landlord for me.

That son of a bitch has always bored me.

Throw out them LA papers

And that moldy box of vanilla wafers.

Adios to all this concrete.

Gonna get me some dirt road back street

Chorus

If I can just get off of this LA freeway

Without getting killed or caught

I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke

For some land that I ain't bought bought bought

Here's to you old skinny Dennis

Only one I think I will miss

I can hear that old bass singing

Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin'

Play it for me just one more time now

Got to give it all we can now

I beleive everything your saying

Just keep on, keep on playing

Chorus

And you put the pink card in the mailbox

Leave the key in the old front door lock

They will find it likely as not

I'm sure there's somethin' we have forgot

Oh Susanna, don't you cry, babe

Love's a gift that's surely handmade

We've got something to believe in

Dontcha' think it's time we're leavin'

Chorus