Goin to Chicago Blues - Jimmy Rushing

Goin' to Chicago, sorry but I can’t take you

Goin' to Chicago, sorry but I can’t take you

There’s nothin' in Chicago that a mucky woman can do

When you see me comin', raise your window high

When you see me comin', raise your window high

When you see me passin' baby, hang your head and cry

Hurry down sunshine, see what tomorrow brings

Hurry down sunshine, see what tomorrow brings

The sun went down, tomorrow brought us rain

You’re so mean and evil, you do things you ought not do

You’re so mean and evil, you do things you ought not do

You’ve got my brand of honey, just don’t have to put up with you