Vacation Time
We’ve got our bags and we got the guitars, ain’t got much luggage but we’re going pretty far
We’re going away, it’s vacation time,
we’ve packed our bags, and the weather’s fine
so let’s sing and let’s sing
on the day we’re (all) leaving here
We’ve got our bags and we got the guitars,
ain’t got much luggage but we’re going pretty far
so let’s sing and let’s sing
on the day we’re all leaving home
We’re riding the highway,
the fields floating by,
the wind flies so fast and we could almost cry,
but let’s sing and let’s sing
on the day we’re all leaving home
We’ve got smokes in the car,
and the wine’s pretty cheap
and after smoking three joints
we’ve all gone to sleep
On the beach, in the sun,
on the day we’re leaving home.
On the beach, in the sun,
on the day we’re all leaving home.
Copyright: Anthony Leonard Ostheimer (ALO), 8 August 1972