You´ll be happier when I´m gone
Much too busy to worry
I´ll be sad, and you´ll feel bad
But I know you won´t be sorry

And as I turn to go
Please don´t wave goodbye
I refuse to cry
On roads that are paved
With men who behave
Like they know where they´re goin´

And I´ll stop along the way
And it´s then I´ll think of you
And I´ll wonder if you knew
When I got blue
And things got weird
And I started growing
Bob Dylan´s beard