Save a Little Room for Me - John Wesley Harding

When it’s time to pack your bags

When everything appears as the drag that it is

Get down that brown case that your grandma had

Open it up and think of your dad

When you’re feeling empty

And the echos round this cold white room have no identity

When it’s time to pack your bags

Save a little room for me

When it’s time to buy a home

When you’re sick of using a different phone everyday

Settle up your debts and then settle down

Take that suitcase back to the lost and found

When you’re feeling lonely

I guarantee the neighbourhood community will rally round you

Wait and see

When it’s time to buy a home

Save a little room for me

When it’s time to lie down

When you’re sick of the sound and the sight hurts your eyes

Wrap up warm in a single bed

Tie up the loose strings that are in your head

When you’re feeling empty

Dreams will fill you up in the Big Sleep City

When it’s time for you lie down

Save a little room for me

Save a little room for me