Goodbye my honey, farewell my baby
Don’t look for me around convention time
I’m bound for Tampa, in the great state of Florida
To see some distinguished friends of mine

Mitt and Rick and the pitbulls, the jolly ride and step forth
To the highest bidder each will guarantee
I’d give all my money if Sarah Palin calls me honey
And shakes the peaches on my tree

‘Cause I’m goin’ to Tampa in the morning
Got my credentials in my overalls
But I can’t take you with me little darling
I’m going down to get my ashes hauled

Well here’s a proposition to entertain a motion
Bring back Willie Horton to us now
We’ll spook the congregation and petrify the nation
And blame the folks from Mexico somehow

And let me introduce a man you all know well
He can play a very important role
State rights is his game, Jim Crow is his name
And Jim’s our little ace in the hole

‘Cause I’m goin’ to Tampa in the morning
Saints of latter days will heed the call
We’ll shout hallelujah in the evening
I’m going down to get my ashes hauled

Well the nra woman told the tea party man
Gonna make love to you with a gun in my hand
That tea party man said, ‘that’s all right
Got a smoking bomb under my pillow at night

Well we’re all going to Tampa in the morning
Honey will you miss me when I’m gone
Now hope you pack my old bed sheet
I’m going down to get my ashes hauled

Yes, I’m goin’ to Tampa in the morning
Honey will you miss me when I’m gone
Now hope you pack my old bed sheet
‘Cause I’m going down to get my ashes hauled


Lyrics submitted by cariadonffol, edited by steven9484

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    General CommentHaving been a long-time Ry Cooder fan and aficionado, this dismal sophomoric attempt at political humor is about as disappointing as some of his later attempts at music so eclectic his whole base was left scratching their collective heads. His forte was in his early career as he blended folk, blues, rock, gospel and old standards into a funky, toe tapping fusion of slide and electric guitar, mandolin, accordion, keyboards and great harmony backing. What happened to your good stuff?

    Going to Tampa is a disgusting piece of "Woody-esque" liberal trash lyrics which misses the mark a mile, and wastes the talent and time of such a once-gifted artist. If this is Ry's way to sway an election, or an audience, he needs to slink off to some obscure third-world country and bring back some more dense, unlistenable music and artists, that will jackhammer his fame and dimming career even further into the ground.

    Ry, you lost one eye. Don't mess with the other one by losing sight of your audience. "Tampa" is a real stinko!, denigrating you and your once-outstanding talent.
    rebelguyon August 05, 2012   Link
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    General CommentIs your distaste a simple political one?
    TheAlternativeRouteon November 01, 2012   Link

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