| Song | Don't Let Me Die in Florida |
| Artist | Patty Griffin |
| Album | American Kid |
| Please don’t let me die in Florida | |
| I don’t care about my name | |
| If you catch me dying in Daytona | |
| Throw my bed onto a train | |
| I was born in Indian summer | |
| In the south, 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 know | |
| Please don’t let me die in Florida | |
| I don’t care about my name | |
| If you catch me dying in Orlando | |
| Throw my bed onto 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 home and gave my girl a ring | |
| I put the highways and the blacktop down | |
| Turned the prairies into the towns | |
| And those hills gave way just like a wedding gown | |
| I put the highways and the blacktop down | |
| I don’t need to see no mirror | |
| I ain’t never going to see my own face | |
| Just a reflection of somebody | |
| Who’s going to leave without a trace | |
| Roll me over those hills so golden brown | |
| Let the night come in and lay my shroud | |
| I never been to California-i-a | |
| Maybe that’s where I should end my days | |
| Don’t let me die in Florida | |
| I don’t care about my name | |
| If you catch me dying in Orlando | |
| Throw my bed onto a train |
| Please don' t let me die in Florida | |
| I don' t care about my name | |
| If you catch me dying in Daytona | |
| Throw my bed onto a train | |
| I was born in Indian summer | |
| In the south, 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 know | |
| Please don' t let me die in Florida | |
| I don' t care about my name | |
| If you catch me dying in Orlando | |
| Throw my bed onto 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 home and gave my girl a ring | |
| I put the highways and the blacktop down | |
| Turned the prairies into the towns | |
| And those hills gave way just like a wedding gown | |
| I put the highways and the blacktop down | |
| I don' t need to see no mirror | |
| I ain' t never going to see my own face | |
| Just a reflection of somebody | |
| Who' s going to leave without a trace | |
| Roll me over those hills so golden brown | |
| Let the night come in and lay my shroud | |
| I never been to Californiaia | |
| Maybe that' s where I should end my days | |
| Don' t let me die in Florida | |
| I don' t care about my name | |
| If you catch me dying in Orlando | |
| Throw my bed onto a train |