You'll be happier when I'm gone I'm much to busy to worry I'll be sad and you'll feel bad But I know you wont be sorry As I turn to go Please dont waive good-bye I refuse to cry On roads that are paved With men who behave Like they know where they're going And I'll stop alond the way It's then I'll think of you And I'll wonder if you knew When I get blue And things got wierd And i started growing Bob Dylan's beard